young & wild & free
09-14-2016, 01:38 PM
The ebony-coated woman huffed as she trudged along, her belly swinging with each step. She couldn't be quiet if she wanted to, her paws tromping the ground that was littered with leaves and the brush from the massive evergreen trees. Each paw fall caused her to grunt slightly as the weight of her growing belly pressed on her diaphragm. "I'm going to weigh more than a bear at this rate," she muttered to herself, flicking her ears as she waddled along. Maybe it hadn't been the best idea to wander away from pack territory, but she was growing restless. She'd stayed cooped in Ivalice lands since her trip to the East with Steel, and she was used to traveling much more often. She loved her home, but she needed to see new things - pregnant or not, she was not going to stay bound to one place. Suddenly, above the noise of her own trampling paws, she heard loud paw steps and the rustling of the forest floor. She tilted her head, curious, as emerald green eyes scanned around. She didn't see anything yet, but then again, these massive trees didn't allow for much for viewing into the distance. Deciding she would find out the source of all the noise, she padded around the base of a particularly enormous tree trunk, to see on the other side a young lady, carelessly prancing and frolicking over top of the fallen leaves and dried up brush. The older woman paused, a smile lighting up her face as she watched the youth for a moment in silence. Oh, how this girl truly reminded her of herself when she had first left home many seasons ago. Endlessly happy, energized by the newness of everything, and positively free. A slight twinge of envy coursed through her, but it wasn't because she was unhappy with her life - no, far from it. Esarosa was ecstatic over the direction her life had taken; she was in love, she had a place to call home, and soon she would bring life into the world. Yet, at times she felt daunted by the responsibilities that ruled over her actions, and from now on, her life would no longer truly be her own. It was, in a way, bittersweet; she would have it no other way, yet she felt a funny longing as she watched the girl. Well, perhaps for today, she could pretend that she was just as free. Setting forward, she approached the young woman, her tail waving in the air. "It's a great day to be alive, isn't it?" she called out, a simple, optimistic greeting to catch the girl's attention. |
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