Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160805001428/@comment-26108027-20160817203013

Quispe gasps softly. Memories flash through her mind.

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Rosalind held her cub in her arms, singing softly. Aphra's music box was letting out a gentle melody that Rosa sang along to, a lullaby for her four-tailed daughter. Aphra was already asleep, but Rosa couldn't stop until the music box ran out. She could hear the chaos outside of her tent. The humans were invading her camp. Her mate, Elis, was fighting them away alone. They were hurting him, she could tell. Rosa's tears fell onto Aphra's soft stomach. Her voice trembled. Elis let out a long howl, and Rosa could hear him fall over. The humans laughed wickedly.

Rosa stopped singing and prepared to fight for her life. She set Aphra in her bed and turned to face the humans forcing their way into her tent.

She coughed softly and looked down at the sword sticking out of her stomach. She soldier behind her pushes her to the side, letting her fall to the floor.

"Hold up! There's a cub in here!" The captain of the squad said. "Peirce, come here!"

A soldier stepped forward.

"You're planning to marry Jennet, correct?"

"yes."

The captain picked Aphra up and handed her to Peirce. "Take the cub."

Peirce nodded and walked out.

"Come on, Quispe, we're going to your new home." Peirce mumbles softly.

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Quispe shakes her head, panting softly. She closes her hand around the music box and sings the all-too-familiar tune, a lullaby that matches the music.