the way your innocence tastes

[Faolin Mogotsi]

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Faolin Mogotsi I'll assume that Faolin had just recently got there, and is now looking for her daughter after her joining? It did not take long to pick up Talitha's scent it seemed. After hearing that her daughter had specifically asked for her and getting everything she needed to know out of Corona and Gabriel she set off immediately in search for her daughter. Gabriel seemed to have the same idea too, because she easily picked up his scent amongst the mix of others. But, there was something else out there, something else that screamed inside her head thrashing around wildly, and before she knew it, she was running again. He was back, oh, and she was back with a vengeance. There was no way he was escaping this time. Faolin lifted her muzzle and followed Gabriel's scent for the most part before breaking off in the opposite direction as they neared the beach. Her tail lashed back and forth behind her and her steps were soundless as her muddy paws beat against the earth below her. Everything passed by in a blur, and she only slowed when she saw the three. Gabriel in between Talitha and Andrezej. Faolin's lips raised in a mock snarl, and she bolted out from the loose covering of trees that had hid her from view. She picked up her pace yet again and let out a bark once she reached around the other side, standing opposite to Gabriel on the other side of their prey. There was no way he was escaping this time. Her feet were too fast, he would not get very far before she caught up to him. Bring him down quick enough for Gabriel to use his own strength to rip the boy apart. It would be all too easy. Sad, really. "If you knew what was good for you, you wouldn't have returned," she growled under her breath, eying her daughter warily. She wanted to rush up to Talitha's side, it had been so long since she seen her daughters face. She had gotten even bigger since she left, leaving that feather behind as a promise of her return. Crimson eyes stared at her with a calm, loving, motherly look that would tell her pup that everything would be fine before turning her fierce glare back upon the boy before her, awaiting Gabriel's move. It would not take long before others had showed up, and it would be all too good. you don't define me.

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