Scared of the dark

*Cannival* · 06-09-2019, 08:09 PM

Cannival

A sigh was pulled from the depths of her chest, it's air so heavy and forceful that Motif's soft fur scattered beneath her muzzle. "Very hungry." The lioness's wanted to growl, but instead the sound formed a lump in her throat and it sounded like she might cry, too. "You can stay here as long as you want." She told her friend as gently as she could muster, laying her head down beside the pup and shifting to curl tightly around her. "I think you're right, your mom loves you very much and if she could, she'd be beside you right now instead. Sometimes, though... duty has to come before love." She was speaking from experience now, and felt a heaviness once again begin to grow in her chest as she thought of her own cubs and how duty had taken them from her.

"You.""Think.""Speech"

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