Be sober, be vigilant
10-15-2018, 03:33 PM
Dea was unprepared for the familiar, yet scratchy voice of her littermate brushing against her ears. Quickly she whipped her head toward where his voice had come from and peered into the darkness that concealed her sibling. She had no real response other than what had really happened to her, and why it came to be that she was somehow lacking. The word crawled over her psyche and she growled softly. "I have never been one to balk from our roots. Since my abandonment, I have had to adapt. Father and Mother both left me. Our new brothers seem to have disappeared as well." She shifted the attention from herself, hoping that her brother would be more interested in these new contenders for their father's seat as patriarch. Looking around, Dea had hoped to see Zeivah, even though they hadn't truly gotten along. If Marek was here, the strange sibling wouldn't be far behind. The girl had always shadowed their brother with an eerie intensity. "And where have you been?" The expression in her eyes grew sharp, and she lashed her tail. Hunger was beginning to gnaw at her, "Tell me and we can hunt, like we used to." She hadn't had a game in so long she had almost forgotten the skill. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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