half past the point of no return
10-28-2013, 11:17 AM
The call of another had interrupted her brooding, not that she much minded it, and the voice was familiar. Euphrosyne, a fea she had met previously. A little sigh left her, as she moved to the front of her den, snatching a bundle of herbs on the way, she already assumed the woman was giving birth, it seemed the only reason that she was ever called these days. Her own stomache swelled with the promise of life, making her gait awkward as she moved toe towards the sound of her pack-mate, all the while her mind kept floating back to an ivory brute, the one whose green eyes she couldn't get out of her mind. Her movements were slow, her back ached, and she cursed every footstep before she finally arrived at the mouth of a den. Poking her head inside, she spoke, her voice quiet. "Euphrosyne?" She waited there, wanting permission to enter so that she didn't get her head bitten off, as the smell told her she was waltzing in on a mother in labor. Blinking slowly, her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she moved slowly further into the den, careful to stay close to the entrance, but enough to block the entry of others, as she waited for words from the other dame. THANK YOU YUMPY MY LADY LUMPY Speech, |
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