Just checking in
02-21-2015, 07:38 PM
Hera trudged along behind her mother, groaning dramatically as she flopped down onto the ground and looked up at her mother with a mostly joking plead to stop walking. But no, of course her mother told her to get up, insisting that they were almost there... again. She groaned louder and made herself get up and catch up to her mother. Asking to come on the mission had been suuuuch a mistake. The eight month old had wanted to go on a trip with her mother and wanted to pretend to be all important too, but it was such a long walk! Sure, mother had tried to warn her, but she didn't listen. Now here she was, with sore paws and all. She sat down hard on her haunches next to Phoebe when she finally stopped and sat down as well. She glared up at her mother like a routy teenager at her prompting to sit up straight and fix her fur, but when her mother howled to call someone to see them she realized that they really were going to talk to someone here! Someone important! She shuffed herself upright to sit up tall, quickly shaking out her scruff and giving the pale fur on her chest a quick lick to smooth it down before looking up and peering around to see who would come to talk to them. |