frumpy butts
06-04-2014, 03:01 PM
The woman was not one for anger. Her emotions were tucked within, only brought forth in some times. The babe would not react in some foul way as any other would. She would not lash out or scream. Nephele would tend to her many wounds and plot. The vixen was one of opportunity and manipulation. Though, she knew Novo was within the pack that attacked she and her brother. The babe would get back in some way or another. She knew her family would support her. Cerb was obviously full of unending rage and her sister was probably planning world domination now more then ever. They would make the others pay, she hoped, at least. A lot of their anger was fueled but false. Their home was overrun by strangers. A pack unworthy of existence. Cowards. Buffoons. But, alas, they would have to heal and gather for anything to happen.
He beloved brother would saunter in with a blood stained pelt to her rescue. She could hear the tapping of his long claws upon the stone ground. She smiled softly, to comfort him , perhaps. She knew he held anger still, but there was no need for expressing it while they rested. She would listen to his deadly words and nod softly. "We will lay them to rest." Her words were were venomous. Though, her lips still curled into her sweet smile. His massive body would dip down to nuzzle her neck. The luxurious female leaned into his touch and sighed softly. As he laid a sound of discomfort filled her ash dipped audits. Nephele leaned in and extended her tongue to kiss his muzzle. His next words brought a shine to her very eyes. The Elysius woman giggled gently and tried to nip his lip. "Dear brother, we will rule." The illustrious bitch was full of ambition and always found her way to power. She believed in her brother, more than anyone. Her eyes were full of ideas with a hint of lust as she was in the presence of her lovely kin. She loved him, in more ways then one.
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