[versailles]

FEN
she/her. 4 moons. pale cream molly with darker markings and blue and brown eyes.
[ no purrks ]

fen huffs as she cranes her neck, trying to peek over the tall blades of grass as the family travels along. she has been practically running trying to keep up with her mother's pace. though, she's gradually beginning to slow down, paws growing sore. she isn't surprised that they're in a journey again – mother's been walking them all around since they were old enough to waddle, it feels.

"yes, mother." she acquiesces, trying to quicken her pace. the sharpness in her voice and the knitting of her brows perhaps showed her displeasure with the situation. the last place they stayed at wasn't perfect by any means, but goodness, she'd like to stay somewhere for more than a sunrise or two. somewhere to call home.

her cool gaze slides over to her sister, brows further furrowing as she sees tears. fen slows down alongside phantom, trying to nudge her gently with her shoulder. "why are you crying?" she questions, staring at her sister with confusion. "do not. come on." she urges.

[ @Estelle @Starphobia @Nixey ]