A Call to Arms [Abraxas War Meeting]
11-22-2017, 10:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-22-2017, 10:36 PM by Andras.)
“Sisteeer!” He greeted in a voice that was just as much a purr as it was a snarl. “I’ve heard the most awful things about you.” He tittered, flicking his tail heedlessly like a cat just as Amon began to speak. “Later.” He commanded with an unsettling grin, it was time he found out just what he’d gotten himself into, and more importantly what his sister had been thinking.
He was far too new to the entire situation to weigh in on his younger brother’s war council but his sister’s presence had lightened his mood considerably. He understood this was not the time or place to catch up with his littermate but he flicked his tail over hers in an act of uncharacteristic affection that may or may not have been a nested claim to her as his property. |
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