illie, sap sipper
she/her
26
september 23rd
snowpoint city, sinnoh
bi curious
geneticist
head professor
oh, drunken gods of slaughter, you know i've always been your favorite daughter.
TAG WITH @illeana
illeana reyes
overstepping [dw]
POSTED ON Jun 22, 2020 21:05:10 GMT
[attr="class","illiepost"] [attr="class","illieicon"] [attr="class","illie b"] [attr="class","illie i"]each growl, bark, snap is met with an accompanying snarl from the young dragon. he's over the moon, really, to be in such exciting company. dogs, just like one she has at home, but better! they're more playful, more aggressive, more up his alley than the good tempered floofs illeana owns. somehow, he enjoys this change of pace more than he knew and throws himself into the thick of playing, all teeth and claws and happy little nibbles. while her gible matches the growlithe, illeana matches stormy. a giggle is joined by another giggle and she's practically beaming beneath the warmth. her legs wobble with the pressure of excited embraces but somehow, neither of them topple. instead, they stay rooted in place, pressing closer like penguins huddling for warmth. it sends blood pooling into her cheeks and leaves her breathy. "a blessing? that's definitely you," she's quick to deflect the hidden compliment, quick to pawn it off onto one of her favorite people but that doesn't make each word any less genuine. they peel apart yet stay connected all the same. hands grasping one another, fingers intertwining with ease. warmth seeps from every fiber of stormy's being and really, she doesn't expect anything less. it's something she's grown accustomed to but always seems to enjoy more each time she encounters it. her own smile spreads and brightens to match. "have they been a handful lately?" her gaze drifts toward the puppies as they roll around with her own little menace. atrox growls loudly, happily, at the play. "so much energy between the trio." a laugh escapes and she's dragging her gaze away. there's a subtle shift in the expression she wears. it falters slightly at choice words but clings regardless. surviving. somehow, that's all anyone can do anymore. her smile softens, her eyes melting from happiness into understanding. "i'm glad," she murmurs with a squeeze of stormy's hands. "have things gotten any easier to manage?" it's difficult to shy away from prying into her friend's business, from asking question after question until she has a list of problems to fix. things aren't always so simple, aren't always so amendable. and then, they're interrupted by the scrambling puppies as water soaks them out of their playtime. atrox blinks, confused at the lack of fun. unsurprisingly, the gible stays in his place and instead romps around by himself. illeana, however, stifles a gasp and observes as stormy makes quick work of the slowpoke that had been terrorizing her pups. they bounce off back to playtime within moments, bundles of happiness and wet fur joining the gible again. except, he's a little preoccupied now... an aipom taunts him from a branch in a close-by tree. the small monkey chitters and swings, arms waving wildly. of course, with how small his arms are, atrox finds the display frustrating and rushes at the trunk of the tree. the cracking of bark comes a moment later as bits of trunk splinter beneath the pressure of IRON HEAD. aipom screeches at the disruption, tail gripping the branch as leaves flutter and shake around it. the sound reaches illeana's ears and she's groaning, peeling herself away from stormy to shoo her angy dragon away from terrorizing the aipom any further. "atrox, no," she half pleads, half scolds. at the sound of her voice, the gible retreats back to the growlithe and the aipom is left to its own devices... which just so happen to be climbing down from the branch to dart up illeana's back instead. it settles at her shoulders with a soft coo, tail swishing lazily. she flushes and raises a hand to scratch at large ears, a soft sigh escaping a moment later. "alright, i guess you can use me as a seat."aipom whoops a little too loudly in her ears as she finds her way back to stormy's side. a sheepish smile settles onto her lips once she returns. [attr="class","illietag"] Stormy Silph capture attempt on aipom <3 [newclass=.illiepost] width:350px; text-transform:lowercase; text-align:justify; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px; padding-left:10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.illieicon] height:100px; width: 100px; float:left; padding-right:5px; [/newclass] [newclass=.illie b] color:#E37474; [/newclass] [newclass=.illie i] text-decoration: underline dotted #E37474; [/newclass] [newclass=.illietag] width:300px; text-transform:lowercase; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.illiepoke] width:300px; text-align:right; [/newclass]
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