IN MY FIELD OF PAPER FLOWERS // Cleo

[APHRA CIPHER .]

aphra knew that she should be close to her kids, consider she was the one who had them. but she honestly felt nothing towards them. no pride, no joy, just... nothing. to her, all they were was trophies, prizes won for sleeping around with the typhoon's captain. aphra thought she'd have an easy ticket up the ranks, but unfortunately she was wrong. but that was fine... aphra didn't care too much for ranks, she cared about fame. there was a difference in her mind, unlike her father's beliefs, who thought fame equaled power.

aphra was in the jungle, knowing full well that it was one of the places that cleo visited often. the oriental longhair was curious if she would find her daughter here and wanted to try and make a conversation with her. why was she suddenly so interested in her kids? because she was curious as to what they thought about her, and if sylvina's reaction was any indication of how her daughters felt about her as a whole, then this definitely was going to be an interesting interaction.

[member=1667]CLEO R. C.[/member]

★ open your eyes up, step in the ring ━

[CLEO R. C.]

[color=#445544]"You're actually still alive?"

Cleo's inquiry was laced with undeniable apathy, a metaphorical brow raising to accompany her clipped and cold words as she looked down upon Aphra from the branch that she currently resided within. A frown would expand upon cinnamon colored lips, ivory canines revealed for the briefest of moments as she contemplated half snarling at her mother. Mother. Mother. No, she did not even deserve that title. Aphra was as far away from a mother to her it got, deadbeat to the extreme with little to no interest in any of her children. But in comparison to the rest of her family, she supposed that she could say that she liked Aphra a bit more. The female had never been around before and thus could play no role in her rescue, she hadn't expected her too either. Maybe Pinch... Maybe Goldie or Coldblue or Auntie Vandal or Aunt Rosemary... But not Aphra... Never Aphra.

She would emit a faint sigh, leaping from her perch with the posed elegance of a developing lady only to stand before Aphra, unimpressed. Eshe coiled tighter around her neck, her forked tongue making an appearance as she tasted the air. [COLOR=#445544]"There are snakes all around you, Mother. I'd watch where you step." A warning and one hardly well-veiled. Sanguine eyes blinked lazily, frail shoulders rising and falling in a half hearted  shrug. [color=#445544]"You'd be stuck out here with nowhere to go."

IT'S BURNING THROUGH THE BLOODLINE

SHE'S JUST LIKE THE WEATHER

© LEXASPERATED

[APHRA CIPHER .]

aphra's head jerked up in surprise as cleo spoke to her, her icy gaze showing shock for a few heartbeats before it returned to its normal cold look. "why would i be, love?" she cooed, her bellowing tail flicking as she tilted her head up at her daughter. seriously though, did all of her kids believe she was dead? how disappointing, really. aphra watched cleo as she leaped down, stepping a few paces back. at the mention of snakes, aphra raised an invisible eyebrow at that. "what makes you say that?" her words were cold just like her narrowed eyes now, completely getting rid of any feign fondness she had of cleo. aphra clearly did not like the threat cleo made, though it wasn't the snakes that got her so upset; it was rather the fact of cleo saying she'd be stuck with nowhere to go. and you know what they say about cornered animals.

★ open your eyes up, step in the ring ━