The Recipe
Cutlass
06-22-2024, 02:54 AM
Cutlass snorts, shoving his sister back. she's as big as him, one of the largest of his siblings, and able to give as good as she gets. Las doesn't have to tamper his strength around her, like he might around Sagittarius or little Lyra. "maybe it was your quills, Rona," Las suggests, poking very lightly at the tip of one with a forepaw. they make quite a pair, antlered galaxy boy beside his equally galactic quill-bearing sister. definitely Modesty's children, of this there is no doubt. "hey, which do you think would do better in a fight? your quills or my antlers?" probably quills, he muses to himself, unbothered by the sentiment. Korona will be a formidable opponent one day, of this he is certain, but he feels only pride in this knowledge. some might yearn to be the best, but Las is content to simply be. still, he can't deny the fun in winding his sister up a little. "i'm bettin' on the antlers. sorry, sis, but porcupines aren't very intimidating."
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