WE HAD HIGH HOPES || MUDSLIDE

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]LOVE ME, HATE ME ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Sojourn had warned her clan about the possibility of mudslides a while back and Aphra recalled thinking about how awful they would be, particularly for her fur. Of course at the time, she hadn't had the burden of carrying cubs and now that they had just been born, the woman wasn't wanting them to die so soon. Not when she had gone through the whole damn process of giving them life.

The rumbling of the ground is what startled her awake from a nap at first, her ears pinning against her head. At first, she didn't think anything of it until the cries of Sojourn, Ravenwood, and Brutei hit her ears. God damnit. Why now? Fuck.

"Jormungand. Inferno. One of you grab a cub each." Aphra attempted to call out to the two who were sharing her home telepathically, her words coming in a sharp demand. She knew Inferno might try to say something smart here, or try to back-sass her - but hopefully the little bitch knew better not to at this specific moment. For now though, Aphra picked up Hydrostatic in her jaws, hoping Jor or Inferno would be here soon to pick up the other two - or at the very least, someone else would help if they couldn't.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]