09-15-2020, 10:56 PM
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Distaste sat thick on the vampire's tongue as the other responded. She froze midstep as the bengal's comment registered in her mind. She tried for a few seconds to make sense of it, whirling on the other. She had planned to keep walking but, this was simply too much. Already anger rose in her chest, eyes narrowing into slits. How dare this piece of shit try to critique how she was raising her kids, to imply that what, she shouldn't remind Suite she loves her?
She would advance a single step back towards her crewmate, tail flicking behind her. "Right, right, Aphra! You're so right! How foolish I was!" The snowy feline have a sarcastic laugh, shaking her head. "What was I thinking? Letting my child rely on me! Making her comfortable and having someone to turn too when things are bad! Oh what a fool I was," she would say, holding a paw to her chest, face angled upwards as if stairing off wistfully.
"Not." Her paw slammed against the sand, blue eyes snapping to the other mother. "It's our jobs as mothers to care for our children, to comfort them and to remind them that they are loved."
I KNOW WHY YOU'RE MAD AT ME, I'VE GOT DEMON EYES
& THEY'RE LOOKING RIGHT THROUGH YOUR ANATOMY
Distaste sat thick on the vampire's tongue as the other responded. She froze midstep as the bengal's comment registered in her mind. She tried for a few seconds to make sense of it, whirling on the other. She had planned to keep walking but, this was simply too much. Already anger rose in her chest, eyes narrowing into slits. How dare this piece of shit try to critique how she was raising her kids, to imply that what, she shouldn't remind Suite she loves her?
She would advance a single step back towards her crewmate, tail flicking behind her. "Right, right, Aphra! You're so right! How foolish I was!" The snowy feline have a sarcastic laugh, shaking her head. "What was I thinking? Letting my child rely on me! Making her comfortable and having someone to turn too when things are bad! Oh what a fool I was," she would say, holding a paw to her chest, face angled upwards as if stairing off wistfully.
"Not." Her paw slammed against the sand, blue eyes snapping to the other mother. "It's our jobs as mothers to care for our children, to comfort them and to remind them that they are loved."