The Curse [Aby]

*Pyralis* · (This post was last modified: 05-07-2017, 05:44 AM by Pyralis.)

How wicked these,
How wicked these hours

Pyralis paced in agitation as she examined the clearing she'd chosen in the battlefield. She knew by now that she was pregnant but she wasn't that far along, barely at all. There was no noticeable pudge yet, but she still wasn't sure if she should be fighting. Oh fuck it. She was going to have to be careful for the rest of autumn and by gosh she was going to have some fun while she could still have it and it wasn't like her little parasites were big enough to be seriously harmed…. right? She really needed to pin down Ana and get the skinny on motherhood.

Throwing caution to the winds she seized her freedom with a challenging howl. She needed a good and dirty fight. Slipping into a light set of defenses she waited, alert, hoping to get a good fight out of whoever answered. Afterwards she could show off her wounds to Amon and maybe see if one of her nieces or nephews were getting more advanced in their healing training. Though…. did she really want to be the practice dummy?

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