Lioness of Prideless
Played by Naboo

"There is more than you give yourself credit for Drakon." Her eyes glowered for a moment and she felt a twinge of jealousy and pride at her brother. Though they may not share the same mother, father's genetics were strong between both of them, though Erenvel herself had inherited the least of the physical traits. She had the chevrons of rust and blood along her mane, the stern darkness of her muzzle, but so much of her was also part of the witch's doing. "Your eyes are similar, your muzzle, even your undersides. Had you not been born darker you may be nearly indistinguishable." But that was a good thing, and she praised him lightly before her voice altered and her breath hitched in her lungs. "And of your children, do they carry any Tollaire traits?" She wondered what her own children would look like, what they would pass on, what they would get from her. That'd be difficult though seeing as she'd never carried a torch for anyone since Xerxes had gone. Still she couldn't admit to herself that she missed that wonderful, dark and manipulative beast.

@Drakon
art by ki-re, code by naboo