Crime and Punishment
Venom, Hattori, Kitsune, Takeshi
07-26-2021, 11:36 PM
Kitsune had made it to the first Sermon. She had struggled to connect with what the older wolf was teaching them. She failed to find a sigil she liked. Art was… not her strong suit. She had felt a little left out as her siblings and family members had drawn and worked together to make theres. All and all, the experience had been boring and awkward. The next time a sermon had been announced, Kitsune had been in the middle of a hunt and had been under water when her Auntie had called for her. She had come home with a mighty big fish, and was proud of herself until she realised what she had missed.
The second time? She had been sneaking out to see her healing fisher-adventurer, and missed that, too. She hadn’t expected to miss these lessons, but a part of her was glad she had. She didn’t have to sit through these awkward lessons on something she didn’t understand. Still, she was embarrassed, she normally tried so hard to be a good daughter, a good Princess, and do what she had to.
When Toxicity called for her and her parents, she had a sinking feeling right to her gut. Trying not to feel mullish and rebellious, she forced herself onwards. She forced herself not to slink like a chastised pup, but to walk with her head held up. She took a seat before Toxicity, and she waited for her parents to show up. She ignored the frightful way her heart hammered in her chest. Being in trouble was not a familiar feeling to her. This was all Abraxas’s fault. If he didn’t exist, and wasn’t so boring she wouldn’t be in trouble right now...
"Speech"
The second time? She had been sneaking out to see her healing fisher-adventurer, and missed that, too. She hadn’t expected to miss these lessons, but a part of her was glad she had. She didn’t have to sit through these awkward lessons on something she didn’t understand. Still, she was embarrassed, she normally tried so hard to be a good daughter, a good Princess, and do what she had to.
When Toxicity called for her and her parents, she had a sinking feeling right to her gut. Trying not to feel mullish and rebellious, she forced herself onwards. She forced herself not to slink like a chastised pup, but to walk with her head held up. She took a seat before Toxicity, and she waited for her parents to show up. She ignored the frightful way her heart hammered in her chest. Being in trouble was not a familiar feeling to her. This was all Abraxas’s fault. If he didn’t exist, and wasn’t so boring she wouldn’t be in trouble right now...