hang on, hang on, hold up
Aeris brood
02-26-2023, 02:05 AM
She was already a loud, unruly, noisy thing. Hen takes great joy in poking just about anything she can reach with her tusks, swinging them about wildly. Wild. She's wild. Borderline feral, actually. The child cannot help herself, trying to roll around and tussle with basically anything she can get a good enough grip on. Everything about the child is brilliant in the most terribly wonderful way. Cosmas was squarely in her line of fire. Gnawing on the smaller, lighter pup was sorta fun. They were easy to catch and nibble on, and didn't seem to have tusks to poke Hen back with. It made them a good target, even if they weren't the most fun. Shit, there was dad's voice. Come here, but she doesn't shy from it. Hen tried to wiggle away from dad, but it wouldn't work. He pretty much already had the girl by the scruff, and Hen was trying to grumble and growl and wiggle free the entire time. Then-- yeet? Yeet. "Holy fuck!" Hen shouted, muffled against the snow drift. How cool was this? How absolutely fucking awesome was this? She pulled her head from the snow, gaze wild and shining. "Holy fuck that was awesome, do it again!" The cryptborn scrambled on her paws, trying to find her footing. This had to be the best day ever. Henbane Aeris |