#thealphastar

[ravenwingsofregret-blog]

NEW USER: the-alpha-star

Brianna was laid across the hood of her car, basking in the sunlight. She hadn’t felt this good for a while, so she really needed the break. She heard something come towards her and she turned her head, trying to get a look at who it was.

[canistilljustbeme]

The shewolf is going to lay down in the shade and lick the large wound on her shoulder.

She thought she’d seen a new animal!

The cub tilted her head as she regarded the other quizzically. She didn’t speak, not for now - although she only held to Daddy’s if I see any strangers, don’t talk to them rule as far as it suited her - but rather just… observed.

Who was this, anyway? She wasn’t a Pridelander, Kiara could see that much, but… was she friendly?

And, to judge by that wound, had she been in a fight?

Those answers weren’t going to come to her if she just remained silent, Kiara knew. But she also wasn’t sure she wanted to speak up first this time, either. For now, she just waited, wondering how long it would take the newcomer to notice her.

[fallendecepticonheir]

Starfire woke with a terrible ache in her spark.. She whined and rubbed over it with a huff. "Starscream.." She mumbled to her mate to wake him up.

Starscream groaned as he shifted in the berth, partially awake but still groggy from sleep. He muttered something as Starfire spoke, but did not react fully.

[fallendecepticonheir]

The femme crawled up into the berth with him, snuggling and curling into his side.

Starscream purred happily when Starfire curled up beside him, turning onto his side and nuzzling her neck.

[fallendecepticonheir]

Bonded (CLOSED)

This was it.

The big day.

Starscream inhaled and exhaled nervously, awaiting his bride to come forth. He looked to his side at the looming statue of Zephyrus Prime, his stern optics burning holes into his spark. As much as he knew the significance of the site, he still felt alarmed at times.

He was very surprised how the ceremony was turning out. It turned out that a group of mechs and femmes not only believed he was still alive, but also worshipped him; good subjects indeed. He told them about being wed and they insisted on watching. Pit, one of them used it be a minister from Praxus!

So, the old mech (Prism, if he recalled correctly) stood with a tome in his hands, a red carpet led from the altar to a doorway curtained off with violet drapes. Spark flowers flanked the carpet and the impromptu guests sat on both sides in anticipation.

Now all that was needed to begin, was his bride. His soon to be bondmate.

Starfire.

[fallendecepticonheir]

( oh god)

((Oh yes >:D))

Starscream looked at the ring in confusion, only to kneel before the femme. “I accept your proposal.” He said.

[snipsysnips]

Excuse me while I leave my dignity here

Thank you, I’ll take good care of it.