5/22/2025, 3:49 PM
“Miserable,” she peals mockingly, stalking a step closer so her bloodied gaze can pin the two-toned face. She considers him again, slower this time, a little less hostile. She didn’t mind his snark. In fact, it kept her from getting weary, which was rare these days. Since they’d shown up here everything was one, long spiral into tedium.
“I’m not sad. I’m bored. And I just found out my entire family are fucking traitors,” for such a revelation the cub’s delivery is flat, cold. Apathetic. She shrugs a silver shoulder and tosses the boy-cub a look.
He’d admitted to being a sap, which means he probably had some tragic sob-story, like a dead mom or an evil dad— a long lost twin from which he was separated at birth. Yakone didn’t care to know so she wasn’t gonna ask.
“Got any food?” She pitches instead, nosing the air.
“I’m not sad. I’m bored. And I just found out my entire family are fucking traitors,” for such a revelation the cub’s delivery is flat, cold. Apathetic. She shrugs a silver shoulder and tosses the boy-cub a look.
He’d admitted to being a sap, which means he probably had some tragic sob-story, like a dead mom or an evil dad— a long lost twin from which he was separated at birth. Yakone didn’t care to know so she wasn’t gonna ask.
“Got any food?” She pitches instead, nosing the air.
