03-08-2023, 03:55 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — ɪɴꜰᴇʀɴᴏ | ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴄʀᴏᴡ ᴇꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ | ᴄɪᴘʜᴇʀ-ᴠᴀɴᴛᴀꜱ | ʙɪᴏ
ɪᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ | ɪᴄ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ
she remembered the malus flytraps and the power they posessed. she remembered sojourn, taking her out into the forest to play amongst the flytraps. she watched romulus' feeble form, byriath towering over her uncle, stoic in expression and sombre in tone of voice, and listened with a grim expression. the female waited for the speeches to be over, lobes pricking at the mention of warlords. the growl that burst from her maw was hopefully echoed by some as they talked about the exile of gerald. that bastard, framing her partner, his own son.
she was talked about, by name, to go to to the typhoon to see if she could trade for anything. a dip of the head, she pushed herself up from her haunches as the speeches was over and padded over to the pair, casting a worried, lingering glance at her uncle before addressing them both. "i would like to put my interest forward as warlord. i know i have done things in the past that cause you not to trust me, and i have no explanation for why, but.." she took a deep, quivering breath, the lack of nourishment in the past few days catching up to her, rendering her short of breath. "i would like to put my interest forward. and please, let me help out with the malus flytraps. i may not have any experience with earth powers, but i am friends with them. and uncle," concern laced her optics as she turned to face him. "i really hope you get better quickly. you have worried me, and i lave let my health suffer because of it. i am sorry."
ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!
"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"
ɪᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ | ɪᴄ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ
she remembered the malus flytraps and the power they posessed. she remembered sojourn, taking her out into the forest to play amongst the flytraps. she watched romulus' feeble form, byriath towering over her uncle, stoic in expression and sombre in tone of voice, and listened with a grim expression. the female waited for the speeches to be over, lobes pricking at the mention of warlords. the growl that burst from her maw was hopefully echoed by some as they talked about the exile of gerald. that bastard, framing her partner, his own son.
she was talked about, by name, to go to to the typhoon to see if she could trade for anything. a dip of the head, she pushed herself up from her haunches as the speeches was over and padded over to the pair, casting a worried, lingering glance at her uncle before addressing them both. "i would like to put my interest forward as warlord. i know i have done things in the past that cause you not to trust me, and i have no explanation for why, but.." she took a deep, quivering breath, the lack of nourishment in the past few days catching up to her, rendering her short of breath. "i would like to put my interest forward. and please, let me help out with the malus flytraps. i may not have any experience with earth powers, but i am friends with them. and uncle," concern laced her optics as she turned to face him. "i really hope you get better quickly. you have worried me, and i lave let my health suffer because of it. i am sorry."
ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!
"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"
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baby viper | cobra's daughter