04-03-2021, 09:56 AM
[glow=grey,1,400]I'M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, ESPIONAGE (HP), COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED, 5 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Good fucking god, who the hell is being so damn loud? Aphra thought, the fur between her shoulders rising and bristling in irritation at whomever was causing a ruckus. She was trying to take a nap, god damn it. Eventually, the woman came across where Conrad, Clyde, and Ruven were, with the former two being stuck in mud. "They should be able to get out by themselves." Aphra's words came out in a huff, a disgusted look on her face.
She definitely did not want to help. Mud would ruin her perfect fur. Aphra was already pissy about having to travel around in mud in the first place, and she definitely did not want to end up stuck either.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
She definitely did not want to help. Mud would ruin her perfect fur. Aphra was already pissy about having to travel around in mud in the first place, and she definitely did not want to end up stuck either.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]