500+ She felt the calm flow in, and she wriggled slightly closer to the pink octopus toy. Toefur was only a thing, but he radiated safety and comfort. She brushed her cheek against the soft plushie, attempting to wipe her cheeks dry. There was some embarrassment about the whole thing, but the little girl was certain laughter would come even for her when time created some distance from the incident. She peeked towards Attila and saw that a part of Attila’s pelt had a few drops lingering, but she moved her gaze away, determined that he would not figure it out from her eyes. She sniffed heavily, but her crying time was over for now. Attila told her it was alright, and so she let the whole incident go, and all that was left was the light blush in her face. She nodded slowly, glad that they did not seem angry with her for ruining the game.
His next words made sense, because that was obviously the reason why she had gotten stuck in the first place. The fact that both her siblings, especially Attila, seemed slightly larger than her was not taken into consideration. Her plan all along had been to grow up as quickly as possible so that she could be just like her mother and become more useful for the pack, but her plan was to be big, not fat. When Ocèane joined in, agreeing that she should lose some weight, she could not disagree. Two against one, and so she sincerely believed their words, not noticing if they were playing jokes on her or not. She let her gaze fall down to her belly. It was plump, just like a puppy’s body should be, but she was sure she could see some extra fat here and there.
She looked up on them both, ears folding backwards to consider this. How could she fix it? They couldn’t have Noir ruin every hide and seek game because she was fat. The tan Aston child could easily see her getting stuck everywhere with her big bum and body. No, that could not happen. ”Yes, but how be Noir to lose weight,” the child pondered loudly, as much to herself as to her two other siblings. They were both smart, her siblings, so she was sure they would come up with useful suggestions for her to take advantage of. She loosened her grip on the toy. She was always slightly sceptical to her sister’s words, but Attila was known to be more sincere. It seemed that Noir was the female version of Claudius, and Ocèane the female version of Attila. The boys were more physical while girls were psychological.
Noir was stronger than Claudius, at least in her opinion, but she disliked how Oce acted. She rarely hurt her lighter sister, but her mouth could be rather harsh and she could use it to create tears in Noir’s eyes. The girl moved closer to her pale brother, seeking support and sincere suggestions for how she could lose her weight. |
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