STARDUST (birth)

The silver woman would swing back her skull upon his grooming, her low words not particularly a surprise coming from her; but The King were certainly unprepared for them. Pale lips would twitch with the pride that rose his chest, coral towers flicking towards her as rubies would search for her crimson gaze, to run salmon tongue down the contours of her shaded snout, lavishing her with the admiration that would coil his heart, ?My adore, my love,?? he would reach to groom a tender ear.

With the forceful plea?s of her aching muscles Argent would continue, The King watching eagerly as each babe was pushed uncouthly into the world. His nape would crane, the scent of Argent so far drowning any distinguishable identities, not that it would matter at this point. The arrival of Sendoa would guide the albino?s gaze to rest upon her lingering form, twisting his spine to waltz proudly to her proximities, to send the gliding of a salmon tongue down the sides of her pretty face before he would again return to the side of his Duchess, lowering his haunches to sit by her side; gaze lavishing their babes whilst he would continue to groom at her pale ear.