03-22-2020, 08:44 AM
Sam's ears has twitched, barely moving as she held herself against Goldie's side. People, coming- not really going- and offering comments. Those of which, she was grateful for. Some of them, at least, her eyes scanning Roxie as she arrived, and Marina attempting to take one of the cubs. Did she even produce milk, having not had the litter? She guessed it was possible, with hormones and all, but slowly her eyes shifted towards Aphra.
Not only did her body tense, stiffen, whatever word you'd like to use- but did Marina leap after her. A sharp snarl emitted from the doberman, slowly standing, her wings spread in front of Goldenluxury. Narrowed green and brown eyes cast between the cat fight. She spoke, her voice booming- thanks to the male body- and her heart trembling. Not here, not now. "MARINA THAT'S ENOUGH." She spat, her long wingspan taking up the room. Her body was seething with anger. And she spoke, low and quiet, to Marina alone.
"Fighting? In front of her now? What a piss poor excuse. I get you're uppity about it too, but that's no excuse to fight in front of Gold now." The doberman's lips were pulled back, her shoulders tense and ears shoved forward. But then her eyes turned towards Aphra, and it was needless to say that Sam was just about ready to kill her too- save for the fact her lover had literally just given birth behind her. What the hell, people?
"You. Get the fuck out. You'll be seeing me later." And that was a Brannon promise. A doberman snarling in your face wasn't exactly easy to bear- for both the snarler and the snarled. Her eyes shifted towards Octane, and with a curt nod, she lowered her wings and padded back towards her spot behind Goldie, curling up once again. She'd mumble a few sorry's- probably because of what just happened- into her coat, before her eyes shifted towards Marina again.
"There is no I in this situation. Someone will be doing it with Gold. Unless she doesn't want to, but I think she should in the damn decision." Sam uttered. Her wing was swept over Gold's side, but it didn't hook down to over the cubs. She held.. some resentment towards Marina, but not enough to block her off from the kids. That'd be wrong of Sam, especially considering what she had just said. And, with that, she kept her peace again, slowly grooming Goldie's neck to try and relax her.
"SPEECH"
Not only did her body tense, stiffen, whatever word you'd like to use- but did Marina leap after her. A sharp snarl emitted from the doberman, slowly standing, her wings spread in front of Goldenluxury. Narrowed green and brown eyes cast between the cat fight. She spoke, her voice booming- thanks to the male body- and her heart trembling. Not here, not now. "MARINA THAT'S ENOUGH." She spat, her long wingspan taking up the room. Her body was seething with anger. And she spoke, low and quiet, to Marina alone.
"Fighting? In front of her now? What a piss poor excuse. I get you're uppity about it too, but that's no excuse to fight in front of Gold now." The doberman's lips were pulled back, her shoulders tense and ears shoved forward. But then her eyes turned towards Aphra, and it was needless to say that Sam was just about ready to kill her too- save for the fact her lover had literally just given birth behind her. What the hell, people?
"You. Get the fuck out. You'll be seeing me later." And that was a Brannon promise. A doberman snarling in your face wasn't exactly easy to bear- for both the snarler and the snarled. Her eyes shifted towards Octane, and with a curt nod, she lowered her wings and padded back towards her spot behind Goldie, curling up once again. She'd mumble a few sorry's- probably because of what just happened- into her coat, before her eyes shifted towards Marina again.
"There is no I in this situation. Someone will be doing it with Gold. Unless she doesn't want to, but I think she should in the damn decision." Sam uttered. Her wing was swept over Gold's side, but it didn't hook down to over the cubs. She held.. some resentment towards Marina, but not enough to block her off from the kids. That'd be wrong of Sam, especially considering what she had just said. And, with that, she kept her peace again, slowly grooming Goldie's neck to try and relax her.
"SPEECH"
LEND ME YOUR HAND AND
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO