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[ROXANNE R.]

[glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

The Reaver had been occupied fretting over her child, Trygve, who had quite the unruly coat. If anyone asked her where Michael had gone off to, she would've likely told them that he was probably being a lazy ass and sleeping within his home with his smelly partner, Trevor. The thought made her snort though her amusement was shortlived when she realized that Trygve had a knife within his possession. A frown tugging on her maw as she would lightly scold the young boy on why he had such a thing in his grubby paws, Trygve complaining back on how it had been a birthday present. Her fur immediately fluffed up and she would inquire him as to who would give him such a thing then her mind wandered to a particular tom. Michael. She was well aware that her son and Michael had a bond between them, her ears pressed themselves flat against her skull and she would move outside hearing the sound of her full name. Usually, she wasn't addressed as such but the voice was familiar and she was already making her way outside to confront her sibling who had been gone for a week. Trygve couldn't help but let out a soft groan as he kept his birthday blade close to him, he had been wondering where his uncle had gone off to.

Roxanne opened the door of her hut only to glare at the bobcat that was standing in front of her, well, he was definitely a lot thinner than the last time she had seen him. She nibbled on her bottom lip only to shake her head briefly only to mew with her own sharpness "What the fuck are you talking about?" Roxanne Roux wasn't all that good at holding down her alcohol and well, for the most part, she usually forgot most things after her drunken daze. The frown still tugging at her lips and her whiskers twitching in mild frustration, god, it looked as if Michael hadn't eaten or bathed in a while which was a large contrast to his usual appearance. It took her a few moments to remember Roan asking her if she had gotten the plant this morning, she had completely forgot about it and it seemed that wasn't the only thing she had forgotten. Now, it was coming back to her. Her mouth forming an 'o' shape only to lash her tail and snap back "YOU'RE THE DUMBASS WHO STILL WENT! YOU COULD'VE STAYED!" She would shot back, well, it was partially her fault in a sense since she had dared Michael to do her dirty work. A sloth, quite the sin but she had been pretty busy with her own duties as a Reaver. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]