World so cold
10-02-2013, 06:57 PM
Calix let out a protesting whine when his siblings came flying into the den like bats out of hell, ears flicking in irritation as he stirred from a sleep of the dead. His paws batted the stick that he had curled around absently away, the treasure forgotten as Lel attempted to speak. Calix tilted his head, frowning as he stared at his brother, only to turn his attention towards Jian when the female spoke. "Fighting?" Calix asked blankly, frowning a little. His mother shouldn't be fighting! Why should she fight? The only fighting that Calix had done had been brawls with his siblings, and he found the thought of his mother brawling like that to be strange. Mismatched eyes widened in confusion as he examined his siblings, eagerly awaiting a clarification. Where was his mother? Had she been hurt? Speech, |