6/4/2025, 8:03 PM
The darker of the boys seemed amenable to Solulfur's presence and suggestion of a walk, to her delight.
The other, however, offered only a ferocious (baby) snarl and a shouted denial of his mother's efforts to de-escalate the situation. Golde was holding him back for now, but Solulfur scoffed out a gruff, amused chuckle at the display. Golde's apology rolled right off the Black Sun - she offered the haggard young mother a reassuring shake of her head, then a confident grin. Solulfur lowered herself onto her elbows in a lazy playbow and tilted her head to beckon the pups, impish energy radiating off her storm-clad figure.
Dangerous! Pah! Only to your enemies, litli.
