Devil May Cry
12-09-2013, 05:37 PM
| Azalea |
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Azalea hadn't even noticed the arrival of her aunt as she rushed from the den and then back into it. Time seemed to suspend itself, though, as down in the den the two little pups grabbed at her nipples. It was a most unfamiliar feeling and made her squirm and jerk, wanting to flee but knowing better. This was just another trial in her life that she would have to overcome. Love aside, she could not be known as the "bad mother". It would not happen. When she sought to knew how she did, it made her head jerk up to hear the sound of Chrys's voice. "Aza, you did wonderfully." She choked up, not really sure how to respond or if she was supposed to. "Thank you." She said finally, faintly. She was tired, ready for a nap. Did you sleep when you had puppies? What if she rolled over in her sleep and crushed them! Heart hammered into her chest and she quickly began panting again. "I'm here though, if you need anything." She smiled lightly, knowing her aunt meant that. She settled her head on her paws, eyes slits as she fought the sleep that threatened to pull her under. There was silence, words spoken to Erani. With her eyes closed she would focus all her attention on the wolves outside, curious as to what they would do now. The show was clearly over. "Do... you know who they belong to?" The words were whispered, amplified only by the tunnel that led into the den. A question not meant for her though they should be for no one else. Ears tipped back and her head raised. She turned her head to the side, so her voice would carry out better. One word. One name. "Isardis." "No one else would dare touch 'the property of the king'." Her words were angry, her mind somber. Yet there is one who would have done the deed, if properly provoked or even politely asked, maybe even begged. Vixe. But his body was now a part of the earth again. His soul forever lost to Azalea. A friend taken too soon. |
