The bad kind of anticipation

Aslatiel · 10-05-2020, 01:07 AM

"Aslatiel Fatalis"

Already in a sour mood, Aslatiel almost ignored the call. Perhaps she could say later that she was out of the territory on a hunting expedition or something. With a grumble, Asla peeled herself away from the napping form of Basilisk and moved towards the door. She hadn't even wanted to leave today. Her split with Indy was still a raw wound and so begging Bas to be lazy and nap with her had seemed like the best course of action.

Outside of her den, the young lady shook out her striped pelt and moved towards her father's call. She wondered what he had to say. Had Indigo said something to him? Dark paws carried her across the territory. She had purposefully chosen the spot for her den so that it was as far away from the familial den as possible. It made her feel more grown up that way.

Seeing both of her parents sitting there gave the girl pause. Purple gaze narrowed as she drew near. They both had silly grins on their faces. She knew that something was up and she had a feeling that it wasn't good. Aslatiel seated herself a few feet away and stared at them, waiting to hear what they had to tell her.

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