ti, a drink with jam and bread
11-13-2014, 06:27 PM
The girl would navigate her way expertly back to her den, though she was bringing the rabbit that dangled from her jaws to her sister. It seemed that her den was much more appealing than Motif?s own, and Rhythm had no arguments to this revelation. She enjoyed all the extra time she got to spend with her sister. Spending all that time with her though would prove something else to her though, Motif was not eating enough by far. Thus the reason she had gone out early in search of the prize dangling in her jaws. Eagerly she?d make her return, graceful form coming to rest in front of the den. No matter how much Motif didn?t want to move, she needed to come out and eat. "Mo, wake up and come out here." She?d say softly, but with obvious assumed authority. Motif would do what she asked, even if she had to drag her pregnant butt out. |