The buns are out of the oven!
04-20-2014, 12:37 PM
D?gmar's stomach growled and she frowned. What was taking that boy so blessed long to bring her lunch? The little parasites at her side were taking in all the nutrients her body had to offer and leaving little for herself. Hopefully, the father would be along soon to come get them. If he tarried too long she'd slay them herself and be done with it for she wasn't the most patient of faes and it had already been several days since the actual birthing. The subtlest of noise caught her attention as well as the scent of her partner in warfare, Hati. Her ears flicked back. Well damn, what was he doing here? She heard his question and rolled her eyes. Surely it was obvious. Pushing the pups off her, who immediately began to squeak, she popped her head out of the den to peer at the other Marquis before crawling out and shaking herself off. She smirked at him. "Ohh.. you're concern is touching, Hati. I am recovering after a particular trying exercise in increasing my pain tolerance. I'm now waiting for the father to come get these runts as he didn't seem keen on me killing them. Though I only give him two more days before I slay them and be done with it." It was then her pupil, Drashiel appeared with a duck in his mouth. She licked her lips, excellent. "At ease Drashiel. This is Hati, my fellow Marquis in Arcanum, show him your respect. Hati, this is Drashiel Armada, of our ally Glaciem. Now then, Hati, is there something you need?" |