This world so cold
06-27-2013, 06:43 PM
"Mommy!!!" Orica yapped out as she saw her mother came in through the break in the trees. Out of the litter it was Orica who took after the female the most. She had her coloring, and her eyes- well , one of her eyes, and perhaps there was alot of her mother's personality in there too. Though Orica liked beating on her siblings and cousins, she was gentle enough to feel very bad when someone actually got her. And she preferred patching wounds to making them. As soon as Orica saw her mother she was changing direction, flinging herself over and trying to bury herself in Ocena's soft white belly fur. She was about to make an introduction herself, but Ithurial was able to handle it. Barely. Orica couldn't figure out why the girl was so scared. She was acting more like a pup than Orica herself was. "Momma, this is my new friend. She wants to be a pupsitter when she grows and we were gonna talk to Daddy about lessons!" Wait for it... "-And what do you mean I'm as bad as dem?!" |