The Will of the Gods [Meeting]
04-10-2014, 02:14 PM
| Hestia |
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Big blue eyes narrowed and became harsh and cold as other pups passed by, all not much older. Her eyes landed on one, Saga, and a growl escaped her throat. Then, she heard a low growl, and turned her head. Fiamette was sitting close, in between her own mother's legs. Before she could do anything, her instincts kicked in. She knew that she needed to defend herself, her mother. A low growl escaped her throat, and her black ears flattened. She wasn't sure why she was challenging her own sister. But she was. Finally, she spoke, her words cold and harsh. I do what I want to do. Suddenly, that didn't seem like it was enough. So, still speaking in that low, cold tone, the pup continued. And you don't care about us anyway, so why should you care what I do? With that, and a glance at her mother, Hestia resumed her position of statue, with her head raised high. But she kept one eye on her sister. |
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