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Avacyn ♥



Avacyn

Elysium
Matriarch

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (250)

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age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
486
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
430
player
Shelby

1KSamhain 2022Pride - BisexualThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
02-25-2023, 01:47 AM

As she caught her breath from her hurry to get home, she quickly picked up on her twin's demeanor as he returned her kiss and gave her what felt like a noticeably short answer to her question. It was enough to make her take notice and her wagging tail slowed as he slid his sword into its scabbard and went over to gather something for their dinner. She knew her brother extremely well, sometimes better than she knew herself, so it didn't take much tip her off to the fact that something was wrong. Ever since she began working on her relationship with Albion there had been moments of tension or noticeable aggression between her two lovers, but she hadn't noticed it seeping into her time alone with Saracyn until now. Her white tipped ears flicked a bit with concern as he was turned away from her to get their dinner, but returned the smile back to her lips as he came back with two delicious looking pieces of salmon. Settling down on her stomach in their little sitting area, she grinned gratefully up at her brother as he presented her with the fish and she began to quietly eat, humming softly with delight as she enjoyed the tender, flaky meat.

She lifted her ebony gaze back to Saracyn again as he questioned her on how her day was, the unusually mundane question only reaffirming for her that something was up. "It was busy, but productive," she replied after a moment, wondering to herself if there was something in particular he was fishing for. "It seems like all the final preparations for the raid have been completed. The scouting team left several hours ago to begin getting the camp ready for tomorrow." It felt a bit like she was just trying to fill the air between the bites of her dinner and perhaps she was. There was an odd tension that she couldn't quite name that she wasn't used to feeling around Saracyn. The only time she had ever really felt something similar was when their mother had proposed the arranged marriages for the two of them to Albion and Scylla before he had lashed out and stormed off. There was a bit of contemplative silence for a few moments before she finally mentioned, "It feels like there's something on your mind." It wasn't really a question, but she left the air open in case he wanted to elaborate.

"Avacyn Mendacium"