ardent

awaiting wrath

hannibal



Pestilence

Loner

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

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02-04-2020, 01:11 PM
Find #5


The response that burned in her uncle's eyes grasped within her and Pestilence clambered quickly to her feet, skittering a few steps backwards. Her body sunk low as his lip revealed the ivory points behind it and flinched as his sneer breached the silence. Cream-tipped tail tucked tightly beneath her. "I'm sorry." Pestilence's words were a whisper, her tone shifting quickly from fear to disappointment in herself. He spoke further on the topic, and Pesto swallowed hard. Lack of intelligence? That didn't seem right, the blue male came across as intelligent to her and he used more profanity then he did consonants.

She lifted a paw to swipe at her nose, sniffing back her unshed tears before she peered upwards to meet his firm gaze. "I don't know how to phrase it that will get the point across on how badly I screwed up." She admitted. It was true, this wasn't a situation of 'I pushed my sister and got a timeout,' how did adults emphasize their words if not with crude direct words? Her small shoulders shrugged slowly, remembering how badly she'd hurt her mother and believing wholeheartedly that 'fucked up' was appropriate in this situation.


"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."






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