A Family Affair [Samara Pups/Valyn]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Amara had been waiting for this very day for a long time. She had all but vanished from her fellow sisters since the moment she conceived and now today she would finally be introducing her little ones to the rest of the pack. She had already been up plenty early to do her morning rounds and by the time she was making her way back to her secluded den she could hear her children romping and playing inside. Her auditories flicked forward, listening intently as they bickered briefly to one another. Without a doubt Micah was more then likely getting irritated with Harper's bubbly personality and Harper probably gave him an earful for being mean. Octavia was probably keeping to herself, or at least trying to within the confines of the den. She decidedly quickened her pace, eager to get them out of the den and into the fresh air. There would be a good bit of traveling to get to the heart of the pack and Amara didn't intend on taking it easy on them. They were all big enough to fend for themselves and she didn't expect them to disappoint her. Disappointment was not an option today. It was not long before she reached the mouth of the den and soon she was making her way through the entrance. Her eyes watched the two ebony forms wrestling towards the back of the cave. A smile crept across her maw as she watched Micah gently toss Harper around. He knew that his sister was much more fragile then him and he appeared to be trying to give her a chance. He had a big heart, Amara just hoped that no one would take advantage of him because of it. Her gaze then drifted over to Harper, her bubbly personality could be seen from miles away. The smile that lit up her face was truly extraordinary. Lastly her sea foam green gaze landed on her look alike Octavia. She was lying off in the corner by herself, watching her siblings with a bored look on her face.

Looks like you guys have been keeping busy while I was gone. She remarked blatantly as she strode over to them. Lowering her muzzle she clamped her jaws around the scruff of Harper's neck to pull her up and off of Micah. Today is the day my loves. Her tail wagged gently though only for a moment. She turned and motioned for Octavia to come closer, which her middle daughter reluctantly did. You will be meeting the rest of our pack today. She commented before watching them for some type of reaction. When she was satisfied that the news had settled she turned on her haunches to make her way back out of the den. The sun illuminated her fur, the wind ruffling it into soft waves as she walked. It's quite a ways away from here so keep up. She called over her shoulder before heading off through the underbrush. Amara was quite confident that her babies would have no trouble following her. If they did however wander off she would leave them to find their way back to the den on their own. If they chose not to listen to her she would allow them to get themselves out of the situation they put themselves into. She had a feeling she wouldn't have to worry about that on this particular trip. The children had been bugging her for ages on when they would meet the rest of their pack mates, and Amara was sure they wouldn't be disappointed. They might be slightly overwhelmed when meeting the rest of the adults in the pack, but Amara wouldn't let a single strand of fur on their bodies to be misplaced. When it came to her pups she was extremely protective, and if she had to get nasty she wouldn't resist doing so. She continued walking, though at a slightly slower pace then normal so they could keep up with her. She knew that in due time there would be plenty of questions asked during their field trip, and she patiently waited for them to voice their concerns if they had any at all.

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notes:: so I did a little bit of ghosting with the pups, hope thats okay and if not I can edit my post accordingly just let me know! And yay the babehs are meeting the rest of the pack ;D
tagged:: Micah + @harper + @octavia + the rest of valyn
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"You guys, mother is coming back. If you don't stop, she's gonna stop you," piped up a small, sweet voice from the edge of the den, pale green eyes peering out at her siblings from a light-furred face. "The less she talks to us, the better." That last bit had been added at a whisper, intended more for her mind than that of her siblings.

Octavia was not overly fond of her mother, solely due to the fact that the small female had inherited all of the worst traits from her--small stature (she was clearly the runt), the same fur and eyes, unstable mind, anger issues--and resentment festered at the back of the pup's mind. She would never escape the parts of her that she hated, and that was Amara's fault. At least her siblings did not have strong opinions on it, as far as she knew; both Harper and Micah were blessed with normalcy, and quite different from their mother. They were dark-coated, Micah was going to be twice the size of their mother, and meanwhile Octavia would remain tiny and dirty-white and always, always she would have to imitate her mother.

A familiar scent reached her delicate nose, and Tavia scowled in her corner, hearing Amara's voice carry out shortly before she came into sight. Their matching eyes met for a moment, and the smaller female carefully smoothed out her face, peering at her mother with a blank, emotionless expression. Amara might know that Octavia did not favor her, but there was no reason to make her realize to what extent she despised her. It wasn't so bad some days, but on others... the whelp shivered as her mother broke up the squabble between her siblings, shaking her head to clear away the dark thoughts that formed like a cloud in her mind.

Amara spoke, then, and Tavia's ears perked up, her own tail thumping the ground several times as excitement coursed through her small body. "Really? We get to meet the pack today?" she squeaked, her adolescent voice revealing how truly young she was. Energy flowed through her and she jumped to her feet, dancing slightly where she stood before darting after her mother, shooting past her siblings in her eagerness.

They had been secluded since birth, tucked away from their family, and Octavia was incredibly excited to expand her knowledge of the pack. Spending the last few months with the only three wolves she was technically related to would have been great, if she didn't suffer from the anger and anxiety that she did. More often than not, Tavia wanted to be alone and away from her family, but the crushing, debilitating agony and depression that hit her when she was by herself was often too much to bear. There was no apparent reason for how she felt, and so she attributed it to whatever mental disease her mother had so lovingly passed on to her smallest daughter. It was humiliating to her, having to sit in one place and cry out for her brother or sister to find and rescue her from herself, and she longed for the day it would no longer be necessary.

Tiny legs finally caught up to and passed Amara, and with her small head held high, Octavia led the way, though she was only a few steps ahead of her mother and continually flicked her ears back to ensure that she had not missed a turn. Her nose only worked so well, young as she was, and it was difficult to follow her mother's scent trail while she lingered directly behind. "Who are we meeting first, mother? Are they nice? Is there water close by the rest of the pack?" Words spilled out of her mouth with little control in a rare fit of excitement; normally, Tavia would not bother to speak so much, but she was overwhelmed with her desire to discover something new to her.

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Tags || @amara6, Micah, @harper
Notes || Octavia is the worst guys. Such a turd.

[Micah]

Micah had been about to pounce on his sister's back when the familiar scent of his mother had drifted across his nose. Harper had been tugging on his ear again, using the fact that he would get in trouble if he hurt her against him. She was constantly provoking him while there mother wasn't looking. She got away with it too because Micah just didn't have the heart to hurt his sister. Even if she did deserve it. Amara talked about this being the day that they got to meet the pack and Micah was full of excitement. He watched the disgruntled look that seemed to pass over Octavia's face as their mother drew near. For whatever reason his smallest sibling didn't seem to have a liking for their mother, but Micah couldn't blame his sister. Amara wasn't the most loving mother and she could be a little demanding in her need for her pups to succeed. Miach was strong and he was able to take much of the tasks that his mother had for him. He was quickly becoming a good hunter able to find and kill some smaller prey. For a pup he supposed that he was a good fighter, bu he had his large size on his side. Besides his sisters weren't the best opponents.

Letting his excitement over take him he charged after his mother keeping right on her heels. His longer legs allowed him to take steps about the same size as his mother. Although he was still growing he was larger than both of his sisters and almost as tall as his mother. Despite his height he wasn't as bulky and still had plenty of growing to do. His paws were massive almost twice the size of his mothers and making him feel important. He would some day be as big as his father, despite never having met the brute, it still made him proud of his heritage. "Will they like us Mama? How many of them are there?" His tail wagged rapidly behind him as he trotted behind Amara. Little Micah had no idea that he was marching straight into a situation that he was too young to handle. He didn't understand what a matriarchal society was, but he would soon find out. "Come on sisters." He took it upon himself to make sure that both of his sisters made it on time, especially Octavia who had much shorter legs. He would carry her if he had too.

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Butterflies flitted through her dreams. They danced above her head, just out of reach of her dream-self. Her wide, curious green irises flicked from side to side as she followed their erratic yet majestic flight. With wingspans as large as her face, Harper couldn't help but be captivated by the way they moved, like live foliage. She had recently discovered the wonders of the bright, fluttering creatures during her most recent exploration into the jungle. She had only ventured away from her mother and siblings a pawful of times, but each trip had left her longing to wander further and further into the beauty of the jungle. She knew she mustn't get too attached to sneaking away, least she get punished for it. 

As she continued to sleep silently beside her sister's light pelt, Harper's oversized paws twitched. Her peaceful slumber was coming to an end. Nearby, her brother Micah was pestering their mother. His loud and constant chirping was cutting into her dreamscape, shattering the image of the beautiful insects, drawing her back to reality. She opened one bleary eye and let her tiny jaws fall open in a yawn. Her teeth were just poking out from her pink baby gums, and her ears pressed flat aginst her skull in the effort. The first thing she notice upon waking was that Micah was being loud. She loved him dearly, but he was always waking the rest of them while they were trying to nap. The second thing she noticed was the ever-present, soothing scent of her mother. She and Octavia were curled up together right next to her soft, white pelt, their collective warmth surrounding them in comfort. 

Her mother was looking at Micah, hardly aware that her daughter was awake. Still trapped in the haze of sleep, Harper watched as their dear mother nuzzled Micah's chest affectionately and muttered, "You look just like your father." Harper's miniature auds perked at the mention of their father, a wolf who had never been spoken of before. Oh how glad she was that Micah's yapping had woken her! With a burst of energy, the young pup stood, jostling into her mother's side. "Oh, mother! Are you going to tell Micah about our father?" she inquired, her thin pup tail wagging behind her. The mottled black pup had wondered who their father was. His presence hung in the air like an unspoken secret. Was today the day she finally knew what he was like? Or where he was?

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Tagged | @amara6 Micah
Muse | Decent
Notes | I think Chili said I could join in with Harper, I hope that's alright!

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Amara was oddly calm as she made her way towards the well known gathering area for the pack. She was surprised that she wasn't nervous considering this was the first time that her children would be meeting the rest of her "family"; but she was proud of them and knew that there would be nothing to be ashamed of. All three of her children were fairly strong and extremely intelligent. She was growing more proud of them with each passing day. All three of them had strong qualities that would benefit the pack in the future, she was certain of it. Her sea foam green occuli scanned the area, satisfied that all was clear. Amara was not worried about others trespassing, she had already done her morning rounds and everything had been clear then. Her paws dug into the ground making evident tracks for her babies to follow, should they fall too far behind. It didn't take long though for Octavia to go bounding past her to take the lead. Amara felt herself smiling gently at the young pup. Octavia was so much like herself, but there was a particular side of her that Amara recognized- this side made her worry. Others could not notice it but she held quite the temper, and only Amara saw it.. for now. Who are we meeting first, mother? Are they nice? Is there water close by the rest of the pack? She contemplated on which question to answer but decided to focus on them in order. You will more then likely meet our alpha Valeria first. Everyone is kind, and they will surely be accepting of you all. There are plenty of areas of water in Valyn, if you like I will take you there after our meeting. Today was a rare occasion for sure, Amara was allowing herself to show her soft side to her children. Today would be a hard enough day for them, and an overwhelming one for sure. They would be meeting numerous adult wolves all at one time which could make things pretty intimidating for three young pups.

Will they like us Mama? How many of them are there? Come on sisters. It did not take long for Micah to be striding alongside her. Of course he was bubbling with questions, he almost always was whenever they spent time together. There are quite a few. I do not know an exact number off the top of my head but you will be meeting Valeria, Athena, Emerald, Akachi, Zofia, Jaienyx, and all of the other pups of course. She spoke while watching him as he caught up to Octavia. There were stark differences between the pups, each with their own unique personality. Amara was curious to see Valeria's reaction most of all, especially considering she had whelped an impressive sized male, one who could quite possibly contribute to protecting the pack in the future. Although their ideals were not based towards males Amara would not allow Micah to be disrespected in any way during this meeting. Her temper surely would not hold fast for very long and she did not doubt that if someone got smart she would be gripping their throat in a second. She continued on her way, eventually moving past Octavia so that she was in the lead. She halted in front of them, her hackles rising slightly as she inhaled the air around them. They were close enough to the gathering area for her to call the others. Tilting her head back she let out a loud demanding howl, one that echoed across the lands. Her song was beautiful, her vocal chords strong until she finally finished it. It was a call of wanting, a call demanding the presence of her sisters. She glanced backward at her pups then, a reassuring smile on her face. It's time. She spoke before silently waiting for the others to arrive.

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notes:: alright so I had her summon the others in this post and hopefully everyone starts filing in xD
tagged:: Micah + @harper + @octavia + Valeria + Emerald + @athena + Jaienyx + Zofia + @akachi + Leviathan + Valkyrie + @valhalla + Silver + Mara + Lethe + @willow + @santhenatempest + @arya + any others I may have forgotten xD
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[Jaienyx]

Although her interest in the pups themselves was fairly limited, she still pushed herself to make appearances whenever a new bunch was introduced to the pack. So far she hadn't been overly impressed with the young that she had met, an inconveniently high number of them seeming to be against one of their most prominent beliefs: that the male was lesser than its female counterpart. Her influence extended towards Athena's young, but that was far from enough. Knowing she wasn't on close enough terms with Amara to weasel her methods into the other female's mothering style, she would simply have to try and find it within herself to accept whatever it was she'd be seeing. It was a shame she couldn't fix all of them, but she could only help those who were willing to make a change.

She was the first one to meet Amara's call. It wasn't unusual, for Jaienyx made a habit of being quick to act; and as an added plus it meant she would be able to take her leave as others started to arrive. From her count, Amara had given birth to three puppies: two females, and one male. She was careful to keep the hostility for the boy vacant in her eyes, and instead took to distracting herself with a warm smile meant for the two girls. She greeted them with a dip of her head, eyes trailing over their heads to meet Amara's gaze, searching for a sign that she was welcome to formally introduce herself. "Hello young ones, my name is Jaienyx - a Fury among the ranks of Valyn." She wasn't sure if Amara had familiarized them with the inner workings of Valyn, but she was open to offering a further explanation if needed. Her golden ears perked forward in a show of attentiveness, waiting for one of them to speak up and offer their name in return. The excitement was plain upon their adolescent faces, and although it was cute in its own right, Jaienyx simply didn't have a soft spot in her heart for puppies. It was no easy task to craft a young mind, and if a puppy was unwilling to conform to her idea of a perfected Valyn, then she saw no use behind their existence.

Thus far, she was neither impressed nor thoroughly disappointed.

@amara , @harper , Micah & @octavia

[Emerald]

When she returned, her tail was not what it was. It had been severed in half, and now was just a short stub on the already tiny fae. Mint had never asked for that. Emerald had tried to ignore it, but she knew that she had to talk to Mint sometime soon about it. The news had already spread like wildfire throughout the pack, and Emerald was uncomfortable about that. Would her sisters think of her as a bad mother? She would never stop blaming herself for not looking after her pups properly. Recently, she had been extra protective of her pups, especially Mint.

Shaking her head, Emerald cleared the negative thoughts out of her head just like that, a thing that she had, unfortunately, practice with. Bringing her mind back to the present, she began leading Silver, Mint, and Jasper towards Hat'moru. Oh, Jasper.

Although there was nothing that was wrong with Jasper, Emerald still was afraid of what Valyn would think of her only son. She would ensure that he was not misjudged and seen for what a lovely wolf he was, though. Not all males were horrible, and she had proof of that, although it was pleasant to be in a pack where females weren't inferior.

"We'll be meeting the pack, Valyn, today. Be on your best behavior, all of you. You want them to get a good first impression, don't you?" What Emerald had just said was specifically directed at her eldest pup, Jasper, who would likely be judged more than his sisters due to his sex. That, hopefully, would not be the case, although it would be helpful for Jasper to play his part in assuring that he was not bad.

Suddenly, an assertive, strong howl pierced the summer air, taking Emerald by surprise, until she recognised the call of her fellow sister, Amara. What a coincidence that she was introducing her pups on the same day. Beckoning to her offspring, the Valyn Fury sped faster, not wanting to miss meeting other pups, although she didn't go too fast for her pups to not keep up.

Jasper was already fast approaching his mother's height, and was starting to even grow a little taller. Silver was also close to mirroring her mother, but not as much as Jasper. Then there was Mint, who was developing as much as her siblings, just not physically. She was clearly the runt, but that didn't make Emerald love her any less. She would still be as strong as Jasper, just in a different sense. Emerald could see Mint growing inside every day, and she couldn't be more proud.

Finally, the family of four arrived at the spot where Amara and her litter was. Jaienyx, the other Fury, was also there. Emerald smiled and dipped her head in greeting before turning to face the little ones.

There were three of them - one was a male, and he was large and dark, already starting to match Emerald. He was close in size to Jasper. Then the largest female was also black in colour, with piercing green eyes and a body slightly larger than Silver's. And the runt of the litter was a small female with pale white fur and the seafoam green eyes of her mother. Despite being the runt like Mint, she was still bigger than her by quite a margin, and would probably surpass Emerald in height one day.

Jaienyx greeted them and introduced herself. Once she had finished, Emerald introduced herself as well.

"Hello little ones. My name is Emerald, the other Fury in Valyn. These are my pups - the largest one is Jasper, the middle one is Silver, and the smallest is Mint. What are your names?" she enquired gently, using a soft voice so to not startle them. However, 'little ones' may have been a little inaccurate, with the pups' evergrowing size.

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Emerald's pups will also be meeting the pack here c: I'll be doing a bit of Jasper ghosting since he's not made yet.

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[Valeria]

It had taken far longer for the remainder of the pack, but finally the sisters were bringing their young together with the rest of the pack. Valeria was neither displeased nor disappointed with their decision to set up separate dens throughout their territory. While the main den rested along the lip of the lagoon, it was obvious that the sisters of Valyn were all very dominant and protective of their brood, and it would not have been in anyone's best interest to manipulate them into all being under the same roof in the early stages of their youth's upbringing. While her four were treated fairly equally in most regards, it was not so much the case with the other litters with Valyn. Frankly, Valeria was fine with this. The males would likely wander off on their own paths within the next few months as they matured, whereas many of the daughters had been groomed as members of Valyn and would join the ranks of their mothers within the hierarchy of the pack.

It was interesting to see the differences between each mother. While Athena had a strict hold over her pups, Amara seemed a bit more lax in that her son was not only still around, but also actively integrated him into the conversation. With their approach, the alphess had wordlessly monitored the interaction, musing at the differences of each character before her. The little ones, like always, were teaming with excitement at the idea of meeting the rest of the pack, while the adults were more indifferent to the situation. Jaienyx seemed particularly indifferent to the situation. As the only female apart from her own sister who had not bred this season, it was clear to see that pups were not her favorite, but up to this point she had remained at least neutral to the situation. It did not escape the alphess's notice that she often case disparaging looks toward her sons, but it was to be expected. Hal and Levi were only tolerated due to their position as the alphess's children. While she could see Hal forging a life in the lower ranks of Valyn, Valeria could not see a future where Leviathan would remain with them. Not only were the others scared of him, Valeria often found herself wondering exactly what was under the male's skin. The way he carried himself was different at best, terrifying at worst. He never was phased by anything around him, and that quality would be difficult to reconcile with a position of inferiority. She simply could not see him being anything more than an outcast, and soon.

"Sisters, I am glad to see that you have come together once more," Valeria greeted the femmes warmly, her gaze cast softly upon the smaller wolves. Emerald, too, emerged with her own young, joining an increasingly large gathering. There were so many daughters that Valyn had been blessed with, and it was so encouraging to see that they were growing stronger by the day. Many of the young wolves would be able to accompany on the hunts, and perhaps this would be a good opportunity to present the idea to their mothers. The pups were steadily approaching their first birthday, where the sons would be forced to make their decision and the daughters would be inducted into their permanent ranks.

"Amara, Emerald. I am glad to see that you have brought your children before the pack at last. It is a time for celebration, and how better to celebrate than with a hunt?" the alphess's golden eyes glittered excitedly, curious to see what would become of the smaller wolves. While they were still somewhat gangly in their appearance, each one was swelling into a form closer and closer to that they would bear in adulthood. They were more than capable of contributing at this point, and it would be good to see who would be well suited to the rank of the Fury. "It is about time we see what are daughters are capable of, is it not?"

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Word Count: 681 words
Tags: Everyone in the bloody pack that I can't tag individual so here's a couple @amara & Zofia & Silver & Jaienyx
Notes: I'm finally getting my muse back. Also guys, I'm throwing up a pack plotty type page to explain the one year thing that Val is referencing on the character development board, just as a heads up.

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As the small family traipsed along through the forest, Octavia's heart grew warm with excitement. The idea of meeting new wolves, of knowing she had more in life than her mother and siblings, was incredibly exciting; she would never be alone again, if she made the right connections here, and that above all else was what fueled her to be on her best behavior. She didn't even make a fuss when first Micah, then Amara passed her, choosing to keep her pace steady as she thought about how beautiful her future would be.

Tavia was lost in her thoughts and bumped gently into her mother as they stopped, reeling back wildly from Amara's legs with her eyes wide, but her mother seemed to take no notice. There was an intense look to her, just before an impressively loud howl came forth from her muzzle, and the little clone stared at her in awe for several moments. She had not yet seen an adult howl, and even though Amara was not her favorite creature, it was an impressive sight to see. The volume caused Octavia's ears to flatten against her head, but the sound itself was not altogether unpleasant.

When silence once again reigned over the forest, the small white female lifted her ears again and peered out into the forest, her small nose working hard to pick up any unfamiliar scents. There were plenty of new ones, to be sure, but there was no telling which scent belonged to who, or even what--though she was growing older, Tavia was still not very adept at differentiating scents without seeing what it was she was sniffing. It was likely a contributing factor to why she was always getting lost; with luck, she would learn better once she spent more time with the rest of the pack and less time with only her family.

As if her dreams were coming true, wolves began to file into the small space Amara had stopped them, and Octavia's eyes widened again, pupils dilating with excitement as the females of Valyn came to answer their sister's call. The first was a pure white wolf, similar to Amara but with dark brown eyes that seemed warm, despite her passive attitude. The smile that came to her face was comforting and kind, however, and Octavia smiled back immediately, her small teeth bright in the morning light. The female introduced herself as Jaienyx, and said that she was a fury, but this was a slightly foreign word to Tavia's ears. Amara had briefly touched upon the ranks and workings of Valyn, but she had not gone into great depth.

The smallest wolf was about to utter a response when yet another white wolf entered the clearing, this one trailed by several pups of her own. Her golden eyes were even more inviting than Jaienyx's, and Tavia felt drawn to this new female, enough so that she paid very little attention to the pups that she had brought along. Emerald introduced herself as well as her pups, and though she spoke to them as though they were merely weeks old instead of months, the green-eyed pup was extremely excited to get to know her.

"I'm Octavia!" she said excitedly to Emerald, wagging her fluffy tail back and forth in excitement. "It's very nice to meet you!" Rude as she was being to the pups and Jaienyx, Tavia felt no shame in picking out a wolf she wanted to speak to. She knew manners, and she was very aware that it was polite to greet everyone just as warmly, but there were already so many wolves here, with two families and all of the adults. How was she supposed to speak to everyone at once and still allow her sister and brother to speak as well? It seemed silly that everyone should have one large conversation instead of several smaller ones.

Before she could say any more, however, one more female stepped into view--and this female caught Octavia's attention more tightly than any of the rest. She was absolutely stunning, with her pitch-black fur contrasted by light golden markings and piercing amber eyes. Additionally, she carried herself with the pride and grace of a wolf in charge, and Tavia had no trouble recognizing that this must be Valeria, the wolf who ruled even her mother's actions, along with the rest of the pack. Awe filled her, and the whole of Octavia's body stopped its movements; she could hardly bring herself to blink. This was a wolf she would be honored to speak to, but the silence and stillness that had taken hold of her simply would not let go.

Words || 800
Tags || @harper, @amara6, Micah, Jaienyx, Emerald, Valeria
Notes || Sorry this took so long guys.< 3 I just tagged who was already here instead of everyone in the pack.