Boartusk Heights maduro

the fledglings had grown so much.
arguably, too much.

the queen reminisces on when they were small, pressed against her belly. there was enough milk for all of them — she'd made sure of that — and yet they all fought for every drop. now, however, they know the taste of blood. their bodies are growing, and shifting — soon vincent will be a man, and her daughters will be women.

she leads the four of them now to the great hall, her nails sending ripples of sound as she deliberates her first orders for her children. she stops and turns with a sweep of her tail, and looks down at the four.

my children. a smile tugs her lips. you've all grown up so fast.. it's high time i release you from the nursery. reyna speaks quietly, delicately at first, eyeing each child.
you still have much to learn.. like manners. she glances towards vincent. ..and obedience. she narrows her eyes towards valeria.
but that will come with time. today, you'll be picking your rooms. she nods behind her. first come, first serve. pick carefully, my darlings.

@Valeria @Vincent @Candela @Nymphora puppy thread!!!!