TELL ME I'M ADORED // returning

[APHRA CIPHER .]

to see one of her daughter's crippled forms making their way over to her should have been quite alarming, and yet the only thing that made aphra's invisible eyebrows raise was only in shock that cleo was still here. and the first to see her, nonetheless. eventually though, aphra went back to her usual monotonous gaze, frowning down at her daughter. "i just needed some time to myself." she responded coldly, as if she never got any sort of alone time. the way that cleo was acting right now, with her crippled form and the way she looked down at her paws and refused to look up at her own mother was disgusting.

"is your father still around?" aphra decided to ask, one of her large ears flicking as she spoke. truthfully, the only reason she cared was because pincher had been the captain whenever she left. for all she knew, somebody else could have replaced him. although sleeping with him again, should it ever happen, would be quite fun.

★ open your eyes up, step in the ring ━