ardent

the baddest



Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
442
size
Large
build
Light
posts
715
player
Shelby

How many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! Ooh La LaSamhain 2022LegendaryPride - DemisexualTeacher
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10-19-2020, 07:49 PM
Walk | "Talk" | think


Briar continued to wriggle and struggle under her darker colored sister and kept trying to bat her with her paws in an attempt to make her get off - but she wouldn't use her sharp claws since her parents told her it was a big no no to use them on her siblings during their play fights. She was already going to be in trouble for not being back in the den by bed time, she didn't want to be in trouble for that and hurting her sister too. She was just about to try head butting her sister's shoulder too when she felt an added weight get piled on top of the weight that Ophelia had put on her, making her feel even more trapped and squished in the process. It was hard to tell at first what had happened in the dark, but Gossamer's insistence that she wanted to play too made it click.

"Yeah!! Get off!" she insisted in an echo of Ophelia's command, feeling incredibly smothered by the two pups piled on top of her. She tried to reach past Ophie to swat at Gossamer's head in an attempt to help get the monochrome wolf off of them so then maybe she could finally be freed as well, but it turned into more wild flailing from the tan pup since it was hard to reach up far enough to be very effective in her attacks.

Total WC: 1183