re, a drop of golden sun
11-12-2014, 05:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-12-2014, 05:13 PM by Motif I.)
Rhythm would whine softly as Motif's pause and the queen would nuzzle Rhythm's neck gently. ?It's ok Rhy, I was just imaging... oh? she held her breath a moment to ensure she wouldn't burst into laughter before continuing. ?Me, ten times larger and Bass all furious tag teaming against someone that might have tried to hurt you? she admitted, shaking her head again at the picture it created, letting her sister know she wasn't worried. She smiled in the darkness of the den and continued grooming her sweet sisters. She knew it was wrong of her to think of Rhythm as the more innocent and breakable of the three of them, but she did, and her protective side seemed the be rearing up in the back of her head, more there and stronger then she was accustomed to. Pregnant or no, she truly would have marched down and kicked the snot out of anyone who hurt Rhythm ? mentally or physically. Rhythm was hers, well, her's and Bass's and no one was allowed to mess with her. Uncertain where these thought where coming from she concentrated more on cleaning out her sisters deep chocolate coat, and thought about how perfect, unbreakable and strong the love between the three siblings was. They weren't the only ones of the litter, but they where perhaps the closest. Harmony had somehow drifted away from them and Chord was always off finding his adventures, it was Harmony Motif and Bass that stayed here together and forged this bond through experience and commitment, between the three of them. "Speech" |
