Post by Alex/Umber/Crane on Nov 26, 2018 18:47:28 GMT -6
Abigail
Him. Their... creator. Abigail snorted. Not only was he depriving her of her warm sleeping spot, he was lying about her creation. Abby had been born to Tiger and Kaspar. Her fathers had only loved once, and they had loved each other entirely. That love had nothing to do with gods or creators. She was born of their love, not from this being. Her life was made of two truths: The truth of this love and the truth of sleep. And this being was ignoring-- no, depriving her of --both of them. That wouldn't stand. She could feel the sleep clawing at the back of her mind. Everything, she knew, was limited. Abigail just wanted to lie down and nap. But she had a job to do. All these others that were arriving--! They were all buying the scale's crap!
"You lie," She growled. "You lie! People of Vive, hear me speak! This scale is a fraud, I promise you! He is simply trying to gain a following! There is no such thing as a 'god' or a creator! This scale was born from the pools, or from the love of two beings-- same as you and me! Let me prove his mortality for you!" She cried out, pushing herself to her aching paws and into the sky, crying out for everyone she saw to hear. And then? She dove. Towards the face of the so-called god.
Abigail lashed out her paw to slap the imposter, screeching with rage. She put as much force as she could into the attack. And when she was done, her exhausted body collapsed underneath her with the intent to have her sleep for a good few hours still.
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Uh, she's not actually asleep yet!! Just collapsed. I didn't want to go through w/ the aftermath of The Slap b/c I wasn't sure how it'd work, and Abby's used to a heckton of sleeping~
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