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Apparently they believed she was a mere dog, ready to obey their call without hesitation. Oversized ears sprung on top of her head, unable to place the yipping voice that had called for her specifically. Fingers continued to brush against a light tan puppy cheek. How dared he disturb the warrior queen from her prolonged moments of happiness? These red eyes wanted nothing more than to gaze upon her precious offspring forever, and her caring hands wished for nothing but to groom the silky tuffs of thick puppy fur.
With rapidly dropping mood, the auburn hybrid cautiously rose from her seat on the bed and walked to the door. She resented the caller now, but knew that this was her cue to escape now when the darlings were asleep. Although her grace was exquisite to say the least, it seemed to her that her body’s population of muscles screamed in silent dismay as she moved. With the time around Itachi’s birth serving as a lonely exception, Halo had worked her body every day since the day she first had stepped into the clan’s precious lands. She hadn’t kept up with her previous, daily routines as well as she should, and it made her feel slightly ill whenever she skipped the heavy sessions in the early mornings.
She descended halfway down the stairs before pausing, leaning back to have the worn armlet of the stairs support her lower back. One of the fresh Lykois was it? The one that had been sitting next to Ratzana, if she was not entirely mistaken. It granted her a bad impression of him from the very start, but Halo was able to forgive if she learned that he was unaware of the inconvenient fact that her half-sibling was a traitor of many levels. Oh, yes, the very thought of the rat-tail canine made her teeth grind together.
But her lips smiled at him, so pretty and approving of this appealing figure of fresh meat standing by the door. ”You called?”
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