You got the bullets, I got the gun
01-15-2015, 01:59 PM
Her mothers voice would beckon her silently. She was not the first to arrive. Familiar faces had already gathered around her mother, including her sister who was pouting in the back. She would smirk, dipping her head to her mother in greeting. A large male sat beside her mother, a male that was not her father. A brow would lift, but she said nothing. Her father would not be happy, when and if he showed up. The heiress would move to sit beside her angry sister, haunches folding before she sought to nudge the smaller girl with a foreleg. Look like that any longer and your face will get stuck. She teased, though her voice was monotonously serious. Her younger sister played an excellent game of being a little badass, but she was still a pup, and the older girl knew that things would still frighten her. Verdant gaze tipped down towards her sister, a faint smirk threatening to lift her lips.
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