straight stuntin' like that
09-15-2014, 01:42 PM
The queen explained her reasoning behind the warning she'd given, looking rather relieved that that wouldn't be a problem with the steel femme. A small whine would be Sacha's reply to the sorrowful reason, and she would frown. Why would anyone steal another wolf's children? That was just wrong, and cruel. The bond between mother and child was the strongest thing out there, and breaking that bond was just plain wrong. Though when it met her charcoal audits that the children were mistreated, a growl was barely stifled within the giantess' throat. No child should be hurt in any way, their innocence was what kept them safe from most of the horrors in the world. "I can promise no one shall ever lay a wrongful hand on the children." She assured the woman, showing her age so suddenly in the power of her voice and spark in her mismatched optics. Azalea ended their little meeting with an offer of her own, and left her to her own business with a bid of farewell tossed over an alabaster shoulder. Sacha grinned, dipping her head respectfully once more before bounding off into the waiting darkness of the caverns. She needed to find the perfect cave to call her own, and she needed to make sure it had shelves or something to hold all the cool stuff she was going to cover the walls and things in. Large paws propelled her onward with reckless abandon. Many turn offs passed her by, but she had yet to be drawn to one. She would know when to turn, where to look, she always did. There. The little nagging voice in the back of her mind commanded, and the woman skidded to a halt. Crown would swing around to fix an ice and lavender gaze upon the dark tunnel leading further into the very earth itself. It angled downward, which promised that it would be much warmer. Tail sweeping jovially across her heels, she trotted downward and sought the next lead off that would grab her attention and pull her inside. It didn't take long, the cool stone began to warm by bare degrees under her powerful paws. Her attention was drawn to a familiar glinting in the shadows of a cavern to her left. Without second thought, she slipped inside and let out a contented sigh. yes, this one, it would be her home. She would collect trinkets and things now, she needed soft things to create a sleeping place in the corner, where sand had replaced the solid stone. She could dig out a nice sleeping place a wee bit deeper in the ground, and fill the hole with fur and the bits of fabric she collected, maybe some soft moss. Then everywhere else would be home to the shiny, or colourful things she collected all around. Yes. That was it. .:End of Thread:. "Speech" |