ardent

is it too late for second thoughts?

birthing



Cyanide

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Large
build
Light
posts
95
player
Poser

Pride - BisexualSamhain 2022Statue 3 Worship
04-04-2023, 07:42 AM

Somewhere far away, she can feel something. A nudge to her muzzle, and it's not a puppy. Cyanide becomes dully aware that she's no longer alone in this. No longer alone in this thing, this whatever it was, and in the more literal sense too. Eyes fluttering open for a moment, fighting the sleep that had only just come on. At least she has the presence of mind to wipe at her eyes, trying to clear away any evidence that she'd shed tears.

"Hey." She speaks after a long moment. He'd named them, that was good. The wraith manages a small smile, through the aches and just how tired she is. Mentally and physically tired. "What'dya think?" Cyanide inclined her head to the puppies at her side. They looked more like guinea pigs than anything else at this point, but they were here. They were here and in one piece. That seemed like enough, at least for now. For once, the wraith actually wanted to look happy. She was happy... why was it so hard to seem like she was. Looking at the pups was strange, and maybe a little surreal.

"Damn, we made those." Maybe she's a little delirious. Blame it on the stress and the pain.

cyanide
he said to be cool
but i'm already coolest

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