01-30-2020, 11:59 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]THE WORLD IS BRIGHTER THAN THE SUN NOW THAT YOU'RE HERE — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
C.V. 81's head was spinning. That wasn't a name? But it was what she was called - by the definition she was given, that very well was a name. Did it not make sense to pronounce or something? She thought that was why she was given the name in the first place. "What- of course it is!" She defends it, fur bristling somewhat. She remembers the way she came off, how rude and uncouth and sassy and - unobedient. Her ears lay flat and her eyes widen. "W-wait, n-no. I, um, I-I'm sorry." The girl starts sputtering out an apology, backing up. "If- if you-" she cuts herself off, wheeling on her heels to turn towards the lion.
If she wanted the name? Oh, no no! It was if people wanted to call her that. "I um, if- you guys want to call me... 'Amaris', sure!" What was with the painted dog? You are loved? Maybe by her family, but not by much else it seemed. And she abandoned them. She should really, really go back. She stopped upon Aurum's insistence to not call him... Lord. "Is that not your position?" She asked, not looking at the lion directly, looking downward. "And what is a slave?"
If she wanted the name? Oh, no no! It was if people wanted to call her that. "I um, if- you guys want to call me... 'Amaris', sure!" What was with the painted dog? You are loved? Maybe by her family, but not by much else it seemed. And she abandoned them. She should really, really go back. She stopped upon Aurum's insistence to not call him... Lord. "Is that not your position?" She asked, not looking at the lion directly, looking downward. "And what is a slave?"