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Put That Thing Back Where It Came From Or So Help Me

Deathbelle!



Pestilence

Loner

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

All Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1BeeventBronze Medal 2020Critical Fail!
1KValentines 2020VolcanoTreat 2019
01-24-2020, 03:56 PM





Pestilence walked on extremely aware of the woman's eyes upon her and knowing she'd have no opportunity for escape under her watch. Besides, to attempt something might get Alarr in trouble and it wasn't something the young princess was willing to risk. She was obedient and contrite, though the closer they got to Ashen's territory the more stressed the pup became. Mother was going to kill her, that much Pestilence was sure of.

When Valdis howled, she flinched in anticipation. The only thing she could hope for was that the Empress was busy, preoccupied, or simply not in the territory. Maybe someone else would show up to greet the Legion wolf in her place, someone reasonable like Uncle Hari or Uncle Hannibal. Maybe Sirius, the last time she'd been escorted home after an escape attempt it was Sirius who'd retrieved her and Pestilence earned no punishment from the titan. But perhaps that was because he was too concerned with the lioness who'd found her and whether or not she was in danger of being someone's lunch.

With a sigh she plopped her rear end upon the ground and glared out at the shrine. It was a stupid place, much worse then the lake and ravine she'd been born in. Why had mom chosen this place for them? This stupid territory where the volcano stared down at her even larger and more looming and ominous then it had from the redwater rocks. Her shoulders slumped and her ears pulled flat, and the princess stole a glance towards her friend. She could read the apology in his expression, and her own mirrored it. This was so embarrassing. Hopefully Valdis wouldn't try to clarify her lies to her mother.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."