02-22-2021, 03:34 PM
[glow=grey,1,400]LOVE ME, HATE ME ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED, WANDERER, 4 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Water in of itself wasn't that much of a big deal to Aphra, especially given the fact she was born near The Typhoon and lived in the group majority of her adult life, she was definitely used to it. But of course, The Typhoon didn't have to deal with ice melting or mudslides; sure, they had their fair share of hurricanes and flash floods, but nothing that they couldn't really handle.
At Sojourn's call, Aphra made her way over and listened to the leader's words, her tail flicking with uninterest until Sojourn brought up the fact of running mud. Aphra grimaced, the idea of having mud on her fur making her feel sick. "Noted," She answered quietly, not having anything to add to the conversation at the moment.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
At Sojourn's call, Aphra made her way over and listened to the leader's words, her tail flicking with uninterest until Sojourn brought up the fact of running mud. Aphra grimaced, the idea of having mud on her fur making her feel sick. "Noted," She answered quietly, not having anything to add to the conversation at the moment.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]