03-26-2009, 05:52 PM
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Ahhhh. That post was so funny XD
Tayui had taught her children very well, in Ember's opinion. She wasn't sure if she would ever have pups herself, or if she even wanted to...or if she would make a good mother. She would probably mess them up somehow. Mess up their lives. With the amount of drama that went on in her life, or that had gone on, she wasn't sure if she had a stable enough environment to support a puppy. And she had no mate, so who would be there to help her?
Either way...right now, pups were not in her game plan. Ember stood up on her tiptoes, her fur standing on end. She attempted to look even more frightening, showing the very tips of her fangs at the young one. Noir said that she was going to eat Ember, but before the dark female could reply the pup was crying. What had she done? She'd made a pup cry. Unsure of what to do, her posture faded and her ears went back. Maybe she should continue with the game? But she wasn't sure why the whelp was crying.
She cleared her throat, shaking her head. "No....the monster will eat Noir! But what way should she eat Noir? raw, or cooked?"
Tayui had taught her children very well, in Ember's opinion. She wasn't sure if she would ever have pups herself, or if she even wanted to...or if she would make a good mother. She would probably mess them up somehow. Mess up their lives. With the amount of drama that went on in her life, or that had gone on, she wasn't sure if she had a stable enough environment to support a puppy. And she had no mate, so who would be there to help her?
Either way...right now, pups were not in her game plan. Ember stood up on her tiptoes, her fur standing on end. She attempted to look even more frightening, showing the very tips of her fangs at the young one. Noir said that she was going to eat Ember, but before the dark female could reply the pup was crying. What had she done? She'd made a pup cry. Unsure of what to do, her posture faded and her ears went back. Maybe she should continue with the game? But she wasn't sure why the whelp was crying.
She cleared her throat, shaking her head. "No....the monster will eat Noir! But what way should she eat Noir? raw, or cooked?"