skyrippa - of zaphkiel x astrid - four
litter mate of oberon, cassiopeia, ophiuchus
sister of astraea, asariel, tzadkiel, vortigern
home: asteraia; love: myself; fated: robichaux
Even as a pup I had been moody. Prone to being independent, enjoying all the alone time I could. It hadn’t been much with a big family. Our den had fast grew too small for the need inside of me. It is no wonder I had splintered off and landed here in a land that didn’t crowd me. Damn, one minute I regretted living here, the next I found reasons to like it. It wasn’t like there were many other good options. I didn’t really want to go south, especially with the heat, which left only north and since the tundra ran empty of packs, well, here I was. Living alone might be nice but I wasn’t stupid – pack lands were the safer route. Considering I often times found myself in trances as I delved into the starworld I couldn’t be left without some effort of protection.
I catch sight of the bouncing child as she races towards me. Small legs, gangly body, trying to grow into herself. Truth be told, I hated pups when I was a pup and I didn’t much enjoy them now. Did I Have some sort of internal clock that was screaming at me this winter? Sure. Would I listen to it? Hell no. I didn’t want to have to care for a pack of mutts. Not yet.
With a less-than-impressed sigh I drop the bird on the ground at my paws before the little thing gets close enough to talk. By then I’ve turned a bit so I’m angled her direction and I’m giving her a mighty stern look. Glare, I don’t know, whatever you wanted to call it. Hopefully this one hadn’t been coddled her whole life because if so, she was in for a world of upset. I wasn’t sweet or the sugar-coating type.
“You jump up and grab them by your teeth,” I say sarcastically, tail brushing against my legs as I roll my eyes. “You can’t. You either have them or you don’t. You don’t. Look, kid, my name is Skyrippa, but honestly, you don’t want to know who I am. I’m not much fun anyways and besides, I’m twice as busy. So run along now, go find your friends to play with.” I lift a black paw and wave it in a general direction. Doesn’t matter which, as long as it is away from me, and I give her a sort of pained smile.
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