may nothing get rejected ._. rotten food ._. may nothing get infected

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]I'M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Aphra knew that reptiles were cold-blooded, though she didn't really realize what exactly that meant. She didn't realize that the cold was what made Anthemtalon so lazy, something she clearly despised and was irritated about. In her eyes, Anthemtalon was just some lazy fucker who was trying to fit in and miserably failing. She didn't like it when the lizard had offered Ruven some rotten food, and she certainly wouldn't enjoy it today.

"Don't encourage him." Aphra hissed towards Angelembrace, casting a glare at her son for a brief moment before her icy gaze slithered over to Anthemtalon. "Listen, I don't care how you eat your food, but do not put it with the rest of ours. That rotting pile of bones will ruin our fresh prey." Okay, that's not exactly how that worked but she didn't care. She wanted Anthemtalon to realize he had done something wrong. "Get it out of here, it fucking stinks." [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]