God Wears Gucci [Meeting]
09-25-2015, 11:01 AM
Forsaken would stalk in to the meeting, silent as could be. He was brooding, still sore over the fact his parents had another litter. A glare would be cast toward Ganta and Obscoro, narrowed eyes taking them in. At least until Squirrel came between them. He would breathe in, sensing his mother’s distress. Oh how he hated to see her upset. Forsaken would come up beside Arietta, giving her a gentle nuzzle to her shoulder. “Calm down. I’m sure that Squirrel will tell us everything shortly.” The man’s golden gaze would turn to the slave, a bit of a softer look within them. He had... A bit of a soft spot for Squirrel as well. “Where is Shiro, Squirrel?” "" |