MONTHLY MEETING [ MARCH 2021 ]

[APHRA CIPHER .]

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JORMUNGAND

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Woah, that's a lot of people. Jor followed Sojourn only so far before immediately splitting away, uninterested in what the leaders had to say. He did cast a curious glance at Winterhymns, however, this guy was new, but soon his optics dulled  again  and he turned back, scanning the gathered animals. Many different types, damn.
He smelt a familiar smell and looked over to see Aphra, her stomach lumpy, and felt his tail curve at the tip. He made his way slowly to her, opting to greet her with a friendly smile. "Hey there, Aphra, do you mind if I sit down?." Manners, his mother had taught him. Anger won't get you anywhere in a crowd.

#psychosocial.

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If Jormungand was some stranger, Aphra likely would have snipped at him for even thinking about sitting by her. Fortunately for him though, they had previously met - not to mention, he was the father of their cubs as well. Not that she was particularly happy about being pregnant, but it is what it is. "Go ahead." Aphra rumbled in response, dipping her head to him and shuffling a bit so he had room to sit down.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]