Back to the future
03-09-2015, 07:37 PM
Her mother's voice brought her at a run. The Gulley was her home and Warja knew it well; she found Alamea in minutes. Her father beat her there--something she would accept (just this once) without complaint because of the circumstances. As she approached the pair, the butterflies that had taken up residence in her belly began to beat frenziedly against their confinements. All at once she was excited and nervous, but she hid the nerves well, attempting to mask the anxiety and play it off as nothing but excitement. "I don't suppose you're taking orders, are you? 'Cause I'd like more brothers." Grinning, she stopped before them. "How are you feeling?" It felt kind of odd to play doctor to her mom, to be the one in a position of authority, but she pushed through the feeling. Warja's eyes took in their surroundings. Eh, it could be better. She'd prefer it if her mother gave birth in her den. "Think you can make it to your den?" Unless she was, you know, actually on the verge of pushing puppies out that very second, Warja was going to insist Alamea be moved somewhere more secure. |
