She's waiting for superman
04-18-2019, 06:48 PM
Poem Destruction The woman shifted to look at her as Poem asked her question softly. The young Destruction was surprised at how much the she wolf who turned out to be her aunt, looked like Grandmother Rhythm. She tilted her ashen features curiously as she was given an answer, she was the same woman. Also her aunt. She looked nice enough, and Poem already had an affection for those with scars. Thanks to her uncle Taphy. ”Does he know you’re out here?” Poem shrugged in a non answer, the act she usually took when she didn’t want to lie but she also didn’t want to tell the truth. She tried to stear the conversation elsewhere. "I’m Poem Destruction," the girl mentioned exuberantly. "What’s your name?" She then added with a quick probe. So far she seemed enough like her favorite caregiver, Poem thought she might really like this newfound aunt as well. |
