OOC:fishie goes bloop bloop  It didn't take long for the Golden she wolf to recognize her and treak over. Realization set into Nights head and she let her ears fall back on her head as her cold eyes peered at the she wolf coming towards her. She knew Firefly Sadira. Not well, but she knew the women. The sable girl didn't know that Firefly had been a very close friend to her mother, she didn't know much about her mother. No one spoke of her except Whisper and even she hadn't known very much only small tid bits. The women spewed harsh words and it made the child feel nothing, coldness engulfed her heart and she felt like she had since she watch Whisper die. With out parents, with out someone to love her lick her baby fur she really tried to chase thoughs very thoughts away. In Cour Des Miracles she had felt like a true orphan, an unwanted infant. Her mother had killed herself leaving her behind in a selfish decision. Whisper had wanted to give her back but had been stuck with her. That was all that she had in Cour Des Miracles, a dead womens memory and nobody to love her. She didn't know what love really was, but she had seen it when Ayita and Leroy had licked their pups. The sable girl had craved that affection until it burned her azure eyes, until finally her eyes just stopped burning and her chest began to feel cold. Night had perffered the cold over the overwhelming burn. For once the child was entangled in emotion, this women had brought them upon her like a wave of unwanted sea water. Blue eyes flashed with an familiar rage and young teeth bared. It was so unusual for Night to express anything other then a lifeless gaze and strange smiles. This untamed anger that ripped through her was a stronger burn then any warmth she usually felt. It made her heart hurt in her chest and her fur rise while she felt her whole body become encased in heat.
"You don't know where I belong you bitch." Her young voice was cold, expressing none of the rage her body suddenly showed. Did this golden women think she had the right to pretend she cared? It only made that burn hurt her chest even worse. Of course what Night was feeling wasn't physical pain since that was impossible for the pup. Her sable coat rose all the way down her spine while azure eyes held a wild look to them. This was her enemy, the people who pretended that they gave a shit. |
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