where are you?
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09-24-2019, 04:33 PM
Sirius would offer a brief little sentence, trying to remain cautious of all things. the dwarven woman chuckled bitterly. "I'm not a Klein" Dutch retorted crossly, lifting herself from staring at the ground to face him again "so his loss won't be felt that much by me. it's my kids. he's their father. he should be here for them. especially right now." when they had no doubt took off in different directions when the quake had happened. Hannibal should have helped gather them; his other children were yearlings now and he had no excuse not to help. "honestly, Sirius; I'm not in love with him" she scoffed. even if she enjoyed his company, Dutch felt he was more a friend than anything else. there was still no illusion that she was just some bitch that bore his kids. "I can get over it, but my pups need him. it's why I came to Ashen. I risked everything for that goal" she shook her head a bit violently, her long ears flopping against her skull. and now that Hannibal was gone... she didn't know what to think. "if these pups weren't half Kleins, I would take them elsewhere." if the dire wolf wouldn't be honest with her, she gave him a few of her own thoughts. once they were grown, she would leave. if they wanted to stay or go with her, they were welcome to. all Dutch could hope to do right now was raise them with the right ideals. she sighed. "they aren't here." |
dutch speaks with a thick scandinavian accent.