Oh, the devil take it, they're mongrels. No spots! No spots at all!
Lysan, Akrasia
12-16-2024, 05:00 PM
| Best to give me your loyalty Their father lead them to places their mother likely wouldn't approve of, and Akrasia lived for it. Fairly dainty yet still large puppy paws followed Ultyr's every step, keeping to his heel. Her silvered pelt kept as clean as she could and shaking her paws of mud once in a while. Their father was going to be in deep shit with their Daddy, if they came back a mess and their mother had to fuss over them to clean them. Best to keep the fighting down, for the moment. Though then again, if they were fighting over her she would just revel in it like the princess she was. As soon as her father stopped she was stopped by his hock and she gave an oof then a glare up at him for not giving her a warning first, or was it because she wasn't being allowed to ride on his back or be carried where they went. Then he was ordering them to do something and she just plopped delicately upon her haunches. Like hell she was going to go wallow in the mud right now, he didn't even tell them what a frog was. Azure pools glared up at him before watching Lys go off to look for the creature he wanted them to find. Then back to Ultyr. Her brother must of been told before this what a frog was, how unfair. "No I don't think I will.... Daddy won't like it if mom has to clean my fur from the icky mud.... Besides, what's a frog?" Smart alek nature and rebellious tendencies shining through beautifully. Ganymede would be proud of her she bet, and she would never do wrong in Lailah's eyes. Walk, "Talk", Think |