Pestilence or prosper?
02-16-2015, 07:20 PM
Cas blinked, drawing herself out of her preoccupation with her children as a woof from a very familiar voice sounded. Valentine? She wasn't in her den - the idea of being crammed into that thing with three very oversized puppies when she didn't have to be was horrifying even with the escavations she'd done on it - but she was near enough to it to count. "That'd be your dad," she called to the kids, though undoubtedly they'd realized it themselves. "Let's go see what he wants and you can tackle him and put mud all over him instead of me, ok?" But there was good humor in her voice as she stretched her way to her feet to make the trek back to her den to see Valentine... and three more older children trailing along behind sulkily. Oh, so Valen had taken her example to heart had he? "What's this, Valen? Playtoys for your kids? Or just little strays who followed you home for dinner?" Though her words themselves were dark, her tone and her manner were friendly enough as she sought to brush against the tall male, her two toned gaze fixed upon the trio as she grinned at them. "They certainly look like they think they're going to be chewed on."
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