'something nice'

Aris tilted her head to the side consideringly. Baby bear? Hmm. "Maybe we get lucky, and the mama hears him cry. Two for one." She flashed her brother a toothy grin. "Maybe we make a stuffed bear for the next Fatalis litter to maul, huh? Don't worry, if you're too scared I can take care of both for you." With that final jeer she bounded off into the bushes in the direction he pointed, like an arrow out of a bow, her claws already extended and her spiked hackles raised.

- skipping the gore -


A bit the worse for wear with the blood sticky on her claws and splashed rather liberally on her fur, Aris was nonetheless relaxed and happy as she curled her paw around the neck of the bottle of alcohol, ready to tilt it into her maw again at any second. She had already put away a much larger amount than a more experienced drinker would think someone her size could metabolize and not be drunk, but it had definitely mellowed the little spitfire as the buzz hit her. This was great, probably the best late birthday present she'd ever gotten. And to think it had been Azure's idea - she hadn't thought he'd had more than two braincells to rub together and they'd both been focused on being a jerk. But no, he had a third brain cell and it was pretty good at the whole murdering thing. A man after her own heart. Hopefully one that did not share everything he did with their parents because she couldn't see them approving of everything she'd been doing... Oh well, she wasn't going to ruin her chill by worrying about it - after all, it had been his idea, and a great one.