02-25-2020, 11:42 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Roxanne had been taking a walk along the beach, her gaze on the ground in front of her, she was currently thinking of all the things she might have done wrong that could have pushed her lover away. Maybe she had been too clingy? The thought made a frown tug at her lips, the draconic jaguar would shove those thoughts to the back of her mind deciding to think on lighter subjects such as the name of her children. Ahab and Michael had suggested a few names when she had asked them, she took a bit of a mental note to all of them except... Jimmy. She wasn't sure why but she just didn't think the name would be fitting to any of their children, if Greed liked it then Roxanne could probably make an exception but she would never suggest it as a name for one of their cubs. Their cubs. He didn't even know he was a father yet, what an inconvenient time to disappear. It didn't make thing easier on her either cause they had spent Valentine's rather romantically and with a heated end, he was still there when the sun rose but after that, well, she didn't know his whereabouts and didn't ask around. Again, not wanting to be seen or heard as clingy, she bit her tongue and sucked it up.
She began to make her way over to her home only to smell smoke did her fur began to prickle upwards, there on her porch throwing bits of burnt bread was Michael. Oh god, what had he done? She picked up the pace despite being slowed down by her bad, still healing limb. "Michael! What happened?" She asked once she got there though it didn't take long for her to lock her gaze onto the burnt cake and figure out what had happened. She drew in a long breath before exhaling, well, it could have been a lot worse than this. So she was grateful that her house wasn't on fire. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
She began to make her way over to her home only to smell smoke did her fur began to prickle upwards, there on her porch throwing bits of burnt bread was Michael. Oh god, what had he done? She picked up the pace despite being slowed down by her bad, still healing limb. "Michael! What happened?" She asked once she got there though it didn't take long for her to lock her gaze onto the burnt cake and figure out what had happened. She drew in a long breath before exhaling, well, it could have been a lot worse than this. So she was grateful that her house wasn't on fire. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]