Altar of Twilight hey, mama, how's it going?

and down it came! thankfully the thing didn't fight back too much, it seemed to die rather quickly. Casmir sniffed it curiously, somewhat cautiously, but as soon as he started to move towards the flank she grinned. "nice!" Aria yipped, nudging him playfully on the shoulder as he moved to tear into it. blood stained her white muzzle, and she licked her muzzle quietly-- and somewhat redundantly-- before digging in right beside the Mayfair boy. for a moment, she wondered if this was what life would be like had she not been so 'women deserve more, feminism FTW' and sucked it up, because she had really actually liked him when she'd turned him away... or maybe they'd just fight as often as they did now. who knows.