09-17-2020, 04:22 AM
[glow=grey,1,400]OH YES, I'VE HEARD THE STORY OVER AND OVER AGAIN ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, THE TYPHOON, CREWMATE, 4 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
This was all just a game in Aphra's mind; a cruel one, but one she believed she had the upper ground in. Children were brought into this world, whether they wanted to be here or not, and that was that. Eventually, they would grow up to be adults who could take care of themselves; Aphra was only trying to save herself from being in pain when her kids grew up and didn't need her anymore.
Because realistically, what were they relying on her for? Food? Shelter? Aphra wasn't that much of an abusive mother to deny her children those necessities - at least, not if they haven't done anything wrong in her eyes. Aphra had some sense of a moral compass, even if it was broken and twisted. She definitely wouldn't deny her young children shelter if they did something wrong, but that didn't mean she was going to provide them food or warmth if they could find those things on their own.
Aphra watched Diya's dramatic act, rolling her eyes once the other feline slammed her paw on the ground, spewing sand from the impact. "Children are just toys." She stated bluntly and in a matter-of-fact tone, as if she were in the right here. "There are some things they need, sure. Food, shelter. But comforting them and telling them that you love them?" She snorted. "What, you're just going to raise them to be insecure."
Perhaps if Aphra had a proper relationship with her mother, she would see the extreme error of her words, but alas... Her mother had been killed almost as soon as she and Fakhira were weaned; no wonder Aphra thought that having emotions and caring for your kids made them dependent on you - it was almost like she blamed her mother's death on herself.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Because realistically, what were they relying on her for? Food? Shelter? Aphra wasn't that much of an abusive mother to deny her children those necessities - at least, not if they haven't done anything wrong in her eyes. Aphra had some sense of a moral compass, even if it was broken and twisted. She definitely wouldn't deny her young children shelter if they did something wrong, but that didn't mean she was going to provide them food or warmth if they could find those things on their own.
Aphra watched Diya's dramatic act, rolling her eyes once the other feline slammed her paw on the ground, spewing sand from the impact. "Children are just toys." She stated bluntly and in a matter-of-fact tone, as if she were in the right here. "There are some things they need, sure. Food, shelter. But comforting them and telling them that you love them?" She snorted. "What, you're just going to raise them to be insecure."
Perhaps if Aphra had a proper relationship with her mother, she would see the extreme error of her words, but alas... Her mother had been killed almost as soon as she and Fakhira were weaned; no wonder Aphra thought that having emotions and caring for your kids made them dependent on you - it was almost like she blamed her mother's death on herself.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]