Whitefish River Scourge

Prim seemed content as she plopped down, lighting up at the chance to proclaim her new occupation. A "feerce monsta" which was quickly followed by Nutmeg's load roar. Ira stifled her laugh, but a few chuckles still managed to slip by unguarded. My my, two monsters trespassing on my land? It seemed that Primrose had picked up on her original intention, something heavily protested by her sister.

No, I'm afraid monsters are too foul for baths. Too foul for my kingdom as well. The Count puffed out her chest as she now stood her ground. I'm not sure how you managed to make it this far, but your rampage ends now. I will not allow either of you to harm my people nor my family. Ira was surprisingly fast to fall into the role of a knight as she weakly lunged towards Nutmeg for her protests. She was purposely slow to give the two a chance to scatter or avoid her fangs, though should she grow close enough Ira would grab hold of her daughter lightly.