Non-Controversal Topics

*Pestilence* · 08-24-2019, 01:22 PM

Pestilence did her best to look regal and princess-like as she sat upon the sunning rock. You couldn't demand something from someone if you looked like a helpless infant, and so she lifted her head proudly and made sure her back was straightened tall as Archon approached. He was smiling, and it very nearly broke the pup's posture as more then anything she wanted to grin back. Although, with a smile came a wagging tail and she couldn't sit very long to begin with unless she focused on it. She knew she had to be stern and brave and strong like her parents.

"Father." She greeted him as professionally as she could think of. What would she ask for? Healing? Hunting? Fighting? Against her will, the pup's tail began to wag against the rock at the ideas that bubbled up inside her head. "Can we learn something today? Something more... physical?" Pestilence had to be careful with her words, because asking for a non-Abraxas related lesson might upset her dad and she didn't want to get in trouble.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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