Conditions
Sirius
08-26-2019, 01:30 PM
While the storm continued in it's odd fashion - growing then fading, building then vanishing - Zee found it hard to be afraid while in Sirius' arms. It didn't help that her concern for his physical and mental health grew each time he spoke, and finally she gave a disgruntled sigh followed by a pointed stare that she hoped properly got across her disapproval. "Sirius you can't just go randomly fighting other wolves." She told him, living up to her position as his moral compass. "Couldn't you have just walked away? What would Deathbelle say if you started something between another pack and Ashen?" The small woman shook her head in disbelief, eyeing his outstretched paws. Her eyes narrowed, pondering the option. It didn't take long for her to give in however, and she scooted back close to him with a grumble. "You're gonna get yourself killed one day, Vessel." Zee leaned against his chest and looked up at him as she teased him, nuzzling her head against his soft fur to show she was not entirely serious. "Thinking" "You." |