You could call it an apology
02-02-2019, 02:27 PM
She smiled at him as he moved to follow, and wouldn’t hesitate any longer. She entered the den to find their ‘precious little ones’ growling in a little ball of fluff, play fighting. Poem seemed to playing dirt, going for ears and eyes. Motif was just making nose and tugging at her sisters tummy, clearly more interested in play then winning. Shaye huffed at the sight, shaking her head, but until one of them actually cried, she wouldn’t pull them apart. She settled down in a corner of the den, supervising their play and giving room for Rhyme to enter behind her. She had enlarged the den quite a bit before her pregnancy, and there was plenty of room inside now. All her herbs sat on benches that where lifted too high for the children to get to, and the barrier still proved to be too much for either of them to climb. She knew that once she released them from her den, they were going to be hell to watch. At least she would have a whole pack to help her keep an eye out. No matter what, her and Rhyme where in for an interesting time with these two. |
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