Broken Boulder pisces

she has heard the notion before, and her conversation with Delight had opened her eyes just barely. . .but she has been too long set in her ways to lap this up. cognitive dissonance is a hell of a thing to overcome; for Kaali, it was better that she shake off the offending bit of reason and latch onto the ideals carved into her by blood and fire.

"i've heard that one before," she counters, with a small chuckle. "gay now, but they'll be on your back the minute your heat starts." Kaali pauses, thinking. "after all, aren't those older whelps Delight's?" she adds, her mouth twisting in a wicked smile.

sweet, sweet confirmation bias.

she shakes her head, her face morphing into something sad--almost scared. (it's all feigned. . .but that's beside the point.) "i know you trust them, sister," she continues, her voice quieter than before. "but you shouldn't. and i can't. ever."