Non-Controversal Topics
Archon
08-30-2019, 03:35 PM
Pestilence let out a grumble and a sigh. "Ceremonial herbs?" She clarified, voice flat. "OK fine, herbs are herbs." The pup stood and shook out her pelt, casting a glare towards the den where she assumed Obi was doing more religious things. Likely preparing for sermon number four hundred, if Pesto had to guess. Her father asked if she'd like to ride or walk and she cocked her head to the side, considering hard. She wanted to do something active and fun and riding didn't sound very active, but then again she couldn't ignore the draw of riding high up on someone's back, seeing the world through a big wolf's eyes. "I'll ride." She agreed quietly, a small smile creeping onto her lips as she looked up at him. Scampering quickly to his side she lifted her front end to rest her paws upon his side, waiting for him to get low enough for her to climb on. Pestilence hadn't seen any of her siblings riding on their father, especially none of her half- siblings. The princess felt very special to be offered such a fun time. "Thinking" "You." |
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