03-01-2021, 06:51 PM
[glow=grey,1,400]LOVE ME, HATE ME ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, WANDERER, COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED, 5 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Aphra had yet to experience true grief; she had not had a family member die, or at the least, she didn't have anyone that was close to her die. She may have faked grief once or twice, but she had yet to know what it was like to truly grieve and lose someone. The she-cat was lingering nearby Romulus and Byriath, her ears pricked as she listened in on their conversation, though she didn't approach them nor say anything; instead, she would be pretending like she was hunting something.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]