Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
10-30-2014, 02:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-30-2014, 02:06 PM by Motif I.)
Motif tried to gain some sort of sleep as she lay upon the rock, but peace wouldn't come to her. No position was comfortable, the rock was to hard, to jagged and the heat had begun to warm it uncomfortably. She sighed and twitched and lashed her tail and in general thought grumpy thoughts. Her annoyance would be interrupted by movement as something bounded onto her rock, she jumped in surprised and scooted over quickly. ?Watch it!? she growled at the introducer, before seeing it was Rhythm and letting out a sigh. Her sister would nuzzle at her and ask if she was okay, the hot feel of her sisters muzzle in her face was uncomfortable and she pulled away, it seemed even her sweet sister would not get her out of the pet she was in.
?I'm fine, okay?' she grumbled, turning her head around and sighing again, no... she didn't want to snap at her sister, already regret churned in her stomach, making her feel sick. ?i'm sorry Rhy, i'm not myself today? she admitted, not turning back to her sister or meeting the others gentle blue gaze.
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