08-14-2018, 03:26 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px; padding-right: 8px; font-family: timesnewroman;"][size=8pt]Bubbling with rage, Sylvina would let her maw furrow into that of a snarl, her stature tense and on guard. However, her appearance of trying to invoke some sort of dominance could simply be seen as something for humor. Afterall, she was only but a few pounds and inches tall with a rather gangly looking form. The kitten was going through that awkward stage where she was about to lose her baby fur for a more mature coat. Evidently it left her with random tufts of fur splayed across her frame, but the young bengal couldn't exactly tend to it herself. Not exactly the terror she was trying to portray.
It was obvious that the apparent feelings for her mother were that of anger and betrayal, yet what exactly had Aphra done to exhibit such emotions from the feisty kit? Well, nothing. That was exactly it - the female had done nothing. No motherly relationship between parent and daughter was ever formed between the pair as well as her siblings. It was frustrating for the minnow knowing that the very feline that birthed her had very little interest in her own children, let alone forming bonds, and yet had every opportunity to do so while being within the same group. Was she just a pawn in Aphra's claim to fame? Having the captain's kids was a feat in itself, and Sylvina couldn't help but feel as if she was merely an aspect of strategy.
"Because," Sylvina began with a lash of her ebony tail, "You don't deserve to call me anything."
( sorry for the crappy post, im on my phone uwu )
YOU SINK YOUR TEETH INTO THE PEOPLE YOU DEPEND ON;
INFECTING EVERYONE, YOU'RE QUITE THE PROBLEM !
sylvina roux-cipher — the typhoon — minnow — bengal cat — information