OOC: ::Word Count::  Kaena generally preferred the company of men to the company of women—to Kae, men simply seemed to make better friends. In matters of sex, she was simply too frightened to pursue an actual relationship with a woman; the silver-furred hybrid had once possessed high hopes for herself and Fatin. Now it would seem all that had crumbled to ash in her hands, and there was only a cold spot on the hybrid's bed where the red wolf had once lain. "Sadly true," the ashen hybrid allowed, rolling a shoulder in a shrug. She wasn't keen on trashing her own sex openly, for she certainly believed she'd gotten the better end of the deal in terms of gender. She wouldn't have traded motherhood for anything, and in the Centurion's mind it simply was not the same thing between fathers and their children. The hybrid flipped the book back around for a moment, scanning the page for something else she might throw on the tattoo. "Perhaps a different background? Dunno, maybe longer and bigger bones for the "x" shape," the hybrid said, thinking perhaps the bones of the original design could use some lengthening and thickening. She stuck a finger into the pages to save it, and flipped hurriedly through the book, seeking a different kind of bone for use there. When she'd found a suitable substitute she flipped it back around to Cotl, still with her finger stuck in the page with the skull, indicating the longer bones to Cotl. "Those work better?" she asked with a grin, eager to get his tattoo on but unwilling to proceed onto anything without his approval first. |
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