Dead Empress Backwater I know I'm not very adventurous

If Vanadis' eyes had rolled any harder, the earth might have spun the wrong way. If she and Viorel were any indication of what their children would be like.. they were in trouble. Could the world even handle that much chaos? "We're doomed."

She watched as the interaction played out, lightly shoving Viorel as he laughed in an attempt to hide her smile. "You're not supposed to laugh." She whispered, trying to sound serious but failing miserably.  Vanadis was, however, quite pleased with the fact that her mate hadn't tried to intercept and seemed just as content to let them figure it out themselves as she was. The two of them would have to learn to coexist and coddling them wouldn't do either of them any favors.

At the least, his brother was willing to supply the ready dose of affection that Eros wanted. He leaned into the gesture, whining as if to emphasize just how sorry Archer really should feel for him while his little tail betrayed the charade, wriggling behind him appreciatively.

His brother was trying to speak his name, and he wanted to return the favor, but rrruf was all that came out. He frowned, but motored forward nonetheless. He hadn't realized until now, but all the fuss had given his eyes time to adjust a little bit better, and it wasn't so horribly blinding.

He supposed, if it meant being with his family, he'd suck it up...

/Fade