Tapping the Barrel of a Steel Blue .38
09-30-2014, 09:54 PM
The call has sounded out for her mate and nephews. Alamea had allowed for Rune to answer it alone, it was his sister after all and the woman wasn?t all too sure where she stood with the woman. There had been something in the summon that had made Alamea feel off though? something told her it wasn?t good. After too long the worry got the better of her and made the snowy woman seek out her sister-in-law. Much like her mate before her as Alamea drew nearer she hesitated, the scent of Maia struck her like a wall, it was distorted and eerily faint. Picking up her pace the woman rushed towards? well she didn?t know what but it certainly was not going to be good. The scene unfolded before her, the scent of her nephews coming from a den, and her mate and? the woman peered at the other man for a moment, frowning before steering herself towards the den. Ducking her head the woman pushed into the shadows, pearl orbs landing solidly upon the unmoving form of Maia. A lump rose up in her throat and for a moment she struggled to breath. "Oh boys?" She rasped. Maternal instinct took over from there. The snowy woman folded herself to the ground, nosing each of her nephews, moving back and forth between the two. "Speech," Goodness Gracious great balls of fire, thank you Fox! |
