08-28-2018, 10:11 AM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]She was late but then again she didn't kick herself over it. Weekly tasks were a normal occurrence and she understood their purpose. To breath life into a place that was full of lethargy. But the woman wondered at what sort of task would be given to her. Slowly she approached the slivery lion, gaze of neutral orange red fixated on him as she settled down and curled her thick tail around her body. Her muzzle was slightly parted as she breathed in a slow breath and then releasing it she finally spoke up about what she was here for although it was rather obvious. "I'd like a task."