Family Feuding
12-04-2013, 09:58 PM
She seemed to have earned back her fathers favour, based on the words he had spoken so lovingly. He spoke of the petite maiden being stronger than her sister, but she knew she was not. Innocent alto lyrics would pour from her throat like honey, declaring her opinions. ?You're mistaken, father. Haven't you noticed the obvious differences in size and muscle mass? The only damage I could do was chew off someone's toes...? She murmured, looking into her father's cherry optics. His offers to attack any who did her wrong was touching, and she stored that away for dire situations. She would not let that information make her snotty, it was not in her nature, but she would be able to make use of her father's possible aid if the situation called for such. She knew she was not a fighter, she was a runner, and she was okay with that. Fighting was useless anyways, the best of leaders could settle any dispute with nothing but their voice. She watched her sire calmly, waiting for a response. ?Speech? |