THE AFTERMATH

this past week has been pretty blah so I apologize for the slowness of this thread. Also, I'm certain dere was not meant to post in this thread since he has a thread with someone else beneath this one so I disregarded his presence for that reason.

A fragmented howl shattered the silence of the phantom's surroundings, causing the pallid viper to stir from her position with the familiarity of the summon that she had been expecting for weeks now. Worry struck the adolescent as she registered the agony laced within the soprano tone of the beckoning howl of her mother and the babe found her oversized paws carrying her robust figure swiftly towards the sound, anxiety creeping upon her as thoughts of the future Elysius children wracked her diseased mind. Surely they would be pristine in genetics even though they did not entirely share the blood that coursed through her own veins and surely they deserved every ounce of her protection and devotion, but still the juvenile worried that they would receive the attention that she and her litter-mates had never fully obtained from their mother. It was enough to trigger an iota of jealousy within the serpentine wraith, but she would harbor the negative feelings towards her future siblings for the sake of maintaining peace among her family. Elongated limbs brought the Elysius wench to a secluded patch within an unfamiliar and quite eerie forest, distressed whines produced by labor leading her towards the makeshift den her mother resided in. Already, two others had gathered around the mouth to the den in support of the pregnant bitch held hostage within, one of the two causing a genuine smile to warp her porcelain countenance and the other earning her indifference. Silently, the babe sauntered towards her sibling's side, allowing her skull to come into contact with the behemoth's shoulder gently to alert him of her presence before she shot past him on her way to their mother's side, triangular ears careening atop her crown as the unfamiliar canine chimed in. Abruptly, the babe's placid demeanor would shift, a snarl tearing free from her velveteen lips as her mismatched gaze searched for the vermillion and turquoise of the brute's, skull extended and lowered over her mother's distended abdomen. "Perhaps I can cause you some," the adolescent snapped threateningly, pupils unwavering from the male's own. She did not want him here, but if he was present, the viper could only assume he was wanted by her mother, and thus, there was little she could do to see him out lest she wished to displease the pregnant witch beneath her.