Asante sana Squash banana

The young Abraxas knew that his cheeks were flushing beneath his dark fur, and he was glad that he held no light colored fur on his body. Sarabi seemed to settle quite easily on his shoulders. She was much smaller than Benkos, and Iroh wasn’t nearly bothered by her weight. He turned his head and looked back up at the primate, her brightly colored face reminiscent of the color of his eyes. Iroh turned back to his cousin Pyrrhic as he tried to explain her behavior, her approval was a hard thing to earn.

Sarabi nodded, the corners of her lips pulling up amusedly as she looked down at her wolf pup. Her sons were all impressive warlords, this boy would be as well. ”Grow up fast he will, I am sure.” She ran her fingers through the thick black fur of his scruff, quite liking her new royal litter. ”I’ll still be training with you though, right Pyrrhic?” he asked, unsure if he liked the idea of his cousin being replaced completely with the female mandrill.