ti, a drink with jam and bread
11-13-2014, 08:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-13-2014, 08:59 PM by Motif I.)
The queen would raise her brows, seeing the amusement in Rhythm's eyes. She couldn't keep a smile from twitching her own lips, a trait of odd amusement that she seemed to have developed at some point after finding herself pregnant. She would return Rhythm's greeting with a gentle nuzzle of her own before sighing softly at looking at the prey her sister had brought. She had a strong feeling she was busted, and that Rhythm knew her stubborn pride had reared up somewhere along the way to stop her from asking for help with hunting. Still, she couldn't just lie down and accept the offering without a small touch of rebellion. ?Breakfast sounds good, thanks Rhy ? but im not touching it if we aren't sharing? she told her sister with a sly smile. "Speech" |