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Asla



Aslatiel

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
104
size
Small
build
Light
posts
1,055
player
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Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
06-01-2021, 06:33 PM


Asla's ears tipped backwards at the mention of her grandmother's death. She had missed the funeral because their father was a mess. She couldn't be spared to leave. Thoughts of Indigo dealing with the loss on his own flashed in her mind and she had to steel her thoughts against it. Now wasn't the time to lose herself in thoughts of her brother; her lover. Briar obviously wanted something, so Asla waited to hear what it would be.

The girl started hesitantly and Asla's brows raised as she continued to wait for her sister to get to the point. 'So I really like Artorias...' Ah... Noooow the hesitancy made sense. Briar had herself a little boyfriend. Asla's maw instantly turned upwards in a cattish grin and she tilted her head. "A boyfriend, eh? That's pretty cute." Aslatiel obviously saw nothing wrong with reaching a degree of intimacy at Briar's age. She'd been kissing others for as long as she could remember.

The true question came when Briar brought up her feelings. "Ah, I see. So..." she began, a soft chuckle sounding. "We have these things called hormones. The older you get, the stronger they get. Sometimes, when you feel really good, like when you and Art are kissing, they start to take control." Hormones were the reason that she was currently so giantly, disgustingly pregnant.

"Hormones lead up to having sex, Briar." She wouldn't lie to the girl. Being open and honest was the best policy. With their mother gone, Asla supposed that she was the next best thing, though she wasn't even close to being the best role model. "Hormones are what ended up making me sleep with someone and get pregnant. You don't want this. Not for a long time yet." Asla gave her full belly a gentle pat.

The striped woman gave her little sister an honest look. "Kiss Artorias all you want. Heavy petting is fine, but no sex, okay?" Asla patted her sister's paw affectionately. "So tell me all about Art." The woman's galactic gaze glittered as she waited to hear a bit of gossip about her little sister's budding romance.

"Aslatiel"

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