OH LOVER BOY // morning sickness

[glow=grey,1,400]LOVE ME, HATE ME ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, WANDERER, COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED, 5 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Aphra paid no attention as Jormungand went off, nor Inferno, but she was surprised whenever Romulus approached and grew a tree in front of her. He offered her leaves and although the jaguaress had half the mind to argue, she wanted to not feel as if she was gonna kneel over at any second. "Thanks," She mumbled, watching Romulus carefully as she shuffled closer to him and took the leaves in her own paws, briefly glancing at them for a moment as if trying to decipher whether or not it was poison. Even if it was, it wasn't like she would know, anyway.

"I swear to the gods if this is some shit to poison me." Aphra voiced her worries out loud, still hesitant in eating the herbs just yet. She looked back at Romulus, her icy-colored gaze sharp.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]