ardent

Moving Sucks

Sirius



Pestilence

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
159
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
319
player

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09-10-2019, 07:46 PM


Her mother's vessel showed his face and Pestilence was inwardly glad it was Sirius and not one of her siblings or Obi. Sirius was as close as a Klein as one could be without actually being blood related, and Pesto sure as hell didn't want to see an Abraxas ever again. "Dad is dead and this place sucks!" She declared loudly, kicking a pile of dirt with her paw. He scooped her against him and the small pup lifted her head to stare into his blue eyes.

"Can you help me run away, Seer?" The princess asked softly, her voice breaking. "I don't want to live here anymore. I hate them, I hate them all." She thought of the blessings Deathbelle's other children carried upon them, and then of Archon's half-blood siblings and growled. "I don't want to be an Abraxas anymore. I want to go somewhere where I never need to hear that stupid name ever again. Please?" Sirius had once said he'd do anything for them - that meant anything right? If he said no, she'd command him. Then he'd need to listen. She was a princess. He had to listen.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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