You spread those dirty paws

This place was littered with the scent of blood, which was obvious as to what it was. Karola had heard that loners commonly went here when searching for a home, so here she was with her daughter. Her pink eyes looked over at her daughter to make sure she was close, she knew that the girl could defend herself, but she was merel a year. They still had their disadvantages. The woman looked ahead before raising her head in a howl. Calling those who wished to try and gather them.

"Te iubesc"(I love you) she whispered lightly to her daughter. Karola didn't even say that often, but that was a truth. This was a new chapter in their life, so she was willing to move onto in it together. Once Sorc turned two, then she would no longer be bound by Karola, she would be trying to find a family of her own. It probably didn't help that Karola's husband had died at a young age from an illness, it had left Sorc at the age of a season with no father.

TAGGED // Sorc/open