the conqueror worm

Galena · (This post was last modified: May 30, 2020, 12:12 AM by Galena.)

Disgusted expression. Pudgey, wrinkled nose. Wide, angry blue eyes. Galena had to suppress an audible AWWWWW, having been deprived such cuteness for many, many months. The Order always seemed to have children, especially in abundance throughout the Spring... but caring for them had never become a chore. Galena took great pride in her role of Sister, doting on the new mothers and their cubs. Raising children was a communal effort shared by the entirety of Siahaedra.

Suddenly, the little pup seemed to notice her presence. Like a startled cat, it puffed up and rumbled a tiny rrrrrr. Galena could barely contain her heart eyes for the wee beastie. "You rascal," Galena murmured affectionately, taking a moment to slowly cross her paws. She wondered if the baby was male or female (for the fuzzball smelled only of Astara and mother's milk). "Are you a prince or a princess?" In Siahaedra, natal sex determined your path in life. "Either way, you'll have me cowering in no time," she exclaimed, adding some playful wolf noises in for good measure.

Her gaze briefly flicked up, and Galena swore she could see Astara's outline in the darkness of the den. Remembering the violent weeks before, she licked her nose and took a mental note to exercise caution.