i don't do drugs. i am drugs

Ganja would nestled deeper into the plush fur that lined Dione's chest and the horned demon would continue to curl herself around her daughter, curling until nose touched tail and formed a complete circle around her only daughter. Ganja would murmur her compliance, would agree that Dione and their family was all that they needed as she lifted her paws to tap at Dione's chin. How long would things be like this? So sweet, innocent and care free... Her tiny bud wrapped in her warm embrace. Ganja would state that Toxin didn't want Ganja to hunt monsters and Dione would smile. "He just wants to be the biggest and the stingiest..." Dione would murmur with a soft chuckle. So far Toxin had been the only one of her children that Dione had taken hunting. Ganja would too sweet, Necrosis too lethargic. "I will deal with him, you just need to focus on yourself. On growing big like a plant..." Yes her little bud needed to grow up before she would be exposed to the dangers of the world.