Creepy crawlies
10-18-2015, 01:19 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-18-2015, 01:20 AM by Yoshiko.)
Although the girl appreciated her mother's promise of protection, knowing at least someone had her back, she one day wanted to be able to defend herself without the help of others. Her mother wouldn't be able to watch over her forever, regardless of how long the child stuck around her after aging to an adult herself. How embarrassing it would be to have her smaller siblings outmatch her in a fight, when clearly the larger opponent should dominate the brawl. After all, it would be a shame to let her size and potential strength go to waste.
"Yeah but I'm always playing," she explained with a huff and a green-pawed stomp in response to her mother's inquiry. Really, it was only half the reason. Whenever she was with her siblings, she was bound to start a fight or turn a feeble misunderstanding into a chaotic dispute. Not that she didn't like causing trouble, it were the consequences that followed her mischief that she occasionally dreaded. Apologising was even worse. "And I wanted to spend time with you!" Her voice rang out in a happy melody as she lifted her chin to softly touch the woman's nose with her own.
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