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NOTHING SWEET 'BOUT MY MISERY -
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[OOC: Kydobi wants his bebe [member=9250]piers[/member] ]
She had read the letter to him, since he lacked the ability to do so for himself. At first it was confusing, who was claiming he sired a litter? The brisk and impromptu session of lovemaking was meaningless and therefore held barely any recollection. Both of them had each other to forget about another for just one night.
It shouldn’t have even been possible, he was sure this couldn’t have happened. A genetic miracle... really that’s what it was. But he was a father and she swore it was him. So the letter said. And it was signed by her too.
Indiana Bells.
Such a sweet name. Of course, she belonged to Tanglewood. The marauder has never told her his group and perhaps it was for the best, one of the more prevalent enemies of the Pitt. Everyone was, but the Tanglewooders seemed to hold the most bitterness and hate, even after the raid.
It was a Tanglewooder that took his life. As the ebony brute walked through the marshes he remembered Aurum. Brief glimpses of the past. Teeth, claw, blood, pain.... all from the damn lion. Death? Hurt? Savage.
But Kydobi was back and he would be damned to be a deadbeat father. He had had no clue and although it sat heavy in his heart to know he was not present at their birth... or even for the first few months of their lives, he would try his best to make up for it. Besides, he had been dead for two months. However he had a father figure for a little while,even if it had fallen through for the worst. The universe was kind enough to give him that. To understand the importance.
He didn’t really know Indie, but he wasn’t entirely convinced they were his. He needed visual confirmation. But would he even know they were his if he saw them? What would such a cross look like?
Kydobi snorted looking at the filthy big. Who would want to live here? Disgust caused his nose to flare. It’s sharp senses taking in everything.
Finally finding a good spot, a clean spot, he would sit and chuff. Calling for someone
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[OOC: Kydobi wants his bebe [member=9250]piers[/member] ]
She had read the letter to him, since he lacked the ability to do so for himself. At first it was confusing, who was claiming he sired a litter? The brisk and impromptu session of lovemaking was meaningless and therefore held barely any recollection. Both of them had each other to forget about another for just one night.
It shouldn’t have even been possible, he was sure this couldn’t have happened. A genetic miracle... really that’s what it was. But he was a father and she swore it was him. So the letter said. And it was signed by her too.
Indiana Bells.
Such a sweet name. Of course, she belonged to Tanglewood. The marauder has never told her his group and perhaps it was for the best, one of the more prevalent enemies of the Pitt. Everyone was, but the Tanglewooders seemed to hold the most bitterness and hate, even after the raid.
It was a Tanglewooder that took his life. As the ebony brute walked through the marshes he remembered Aurum. Brief glimpses of the past. Teeth, claw, blood, pain.... all from the damn lion. Death? Hurt? Savage.
But Kydobi was back and he would be damned to be a deadbeat father. He had had no clue and although it sat heavy in his heart to know he was not present at their birth... or even for the first few months of their lives, he would try his best to make up for it. Besides, he had been dead for two months. However he had a father figure for a little while,even if it had fallen through for the worst. The universe was kind enough to give him that. To understand the importance.
He didn’t really know Indie, but he wasn’t entirely convinced they were his. He needed visual confirmation. But would he even know they were his if he saw them? What would such a cross look like?
Kydobi snorted looking at the filthy big. Who would want to live here? Disgust caused his nose to flare. It’s sharp senses taking in everything.
Finally finding a good spot, a clean spot, he would sit and chuff. Calling for someone