This ball and chain

*Maija* · 10-23-2014, 06:11 PM

The golden bitch had been with her newborn daughter, taking time to enjoy her energy and watching her try to sneak towards the den entrance. Her attempts were futile, for Maija always caught her at the right moment, but it was amusing to say the least. She had decided to carry on her duties after Neo had returned from an earlier hunt and take care of their baby. Nuzzles and many kisses were given to her spoiled daughter before she departed from her small side. This girl would be the apple of their eyes, that was for sure.
As soon as she stepped out of her serene atmosphere, she turned into someone different. The happiness slipped back into its shell, causing the walls to rise without hesitation. Her eyes hardened, her face became smooth as glass, and she felt her coat glisten as the sun danced upon her moving body. Muscles that had gotten soft from the birthing were more firm, proving that such things could bounce back. She was glorious and that could be said or unsaid.
Her nose caught the scent of blood and the familiar scent of her sister. Paws carried her in the right direction, all the while her little bodyguard followed in the shadows. The closer she got to the specified place, the closer Cezar ended up getting to Maija. She didn't mind his presence right beside hers, but she flicked an ear in his direction to let him know she knew where he was. When the scene opened up to Valentine and Empyrea, Kylar's newest play thing. Oh my god, when were they going to learn?
Maija didn't need to stomp in order to make her presence known. She gave a low growl, fur began to stand on end, and her steps were silent. Leaf-green eyes flashed dangerously as she walked towards the massive male whom resembled Taurig to the bone. They had blood pouring everywhere, making a bigger mess than was necessary. Her voice remained cold, emotionless, but furious. "Enough." She growled, snapping at thin air in front of Valentine. "Explain to me why you felt you had the right to do this."
As Maija dealt with Valentine's scuffle, Cezar knew that she was concerned for her sister's health. He moved around the drama in the shadows and appeared near Sibelle. His nose began to work and his tail stood on end, ready to spray anyone that came near him. He saw the finer details that Empryea had missed and he began to groom her. Nose quivered as he mumbled beneath his breath before going over to one of the nearby bushes and chewing it up into a fine paste. The herb he had chosen would help with wounds recovering; this he used to his advantage. He worked around her shoulder, cranium, and scruff, doing his job diligently without saying a word. Once he was done, he grunted and looked up to see if Maija needed his assistance. One word and he would be ready.

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