03-26-2020, 10:54 PM
To say Sam wasn't surprised would be correct. Though, the taste in the air was a little different. It wasn't one of reluctant hate, which is what Sam would have expected from their talks. No, this was something of bitter grief, something of reluctant depression, instead. But none the less, the doberman stalked onto the scene, her body a bit less pep in the step mode. Seemed she was tired from taking care of the cubs herself. Mismatched eyes raked over the flowers in the bouquet, and she slowly sat down. Her wings rearranged themselves to a comfortable body, and she simple sat and watch. No words were spoken.
"SPEECH"
"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