I NEED A SAVING GRACE
11-01-2013, 11:08 AM
OOC- Bas, Taur and puppies
Aa raging howl split the earth, shattering the atmosphere and bringing the world to its knees. Pain riddled the silver temptress, contractions ripping through her bodice. Lips curled back in a silent snark. Her sides heaved, breaths came in heavy pants. There was no relief. Limbs trembled as she tried to support her weight long enough to get to her den. Growl vibrated in her throat. Contractions hit her like unforgiving waves.
It was slow and painful process trying to get to her den, each step was accompanied by pain. Where the hell was Bas? A snarl ripped from her jaws as a contraction brought her nearly to her knees. Her bodice dropped as she slide into her den, falling in a heap inside. She knew enough to know that the pups would be huge between herself and their bastard father.
The pants and contractions continued, contorting her face into one of clear pain. Audits fell back against her skull, her growls mingled with low whines. She rolled to her side, muscle stiff with discomfort. Already she wanted this dreadful experience to end. Silently she cursed the bastard who had gotten her pregnant. Attempting to relax, the temptress waited, waited for the little demons that occupied her womb to be born into this world and continue to plague her.
"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"
Aa raging howl split the earth, shattering the atmosphere and bringing the world to its knees. Pain riddled the silver temptress, contractions ripping through her bodice. Lips curled back in a silent snark. Her sides heaved, breaths came in heavy pants. There was no relief. Limbs trembled as she tried to support her weight long enough to get to her den. Growl vibrated in her throat. Contractions hit her like unforgiving waves.
It was slow and painful process trying to get to her den, each step was accompanied by pain. Where the hell was Bas? A snarl ripped from her jaws as a contraction brought her nearly to her knees. Her bodice dropped as she slide into her den, falling in a heap inside. She knew enough to know that the pups would be huge between herself and their bastard father.
The pants and contractions continued, contorting her face into one of clear pain. Audits fell back against her skull, her growls mingled with low whines. She rolled to her side, muscle stiff with discomfort. Already she wanted this dreadful experience to end. Silently she cursed the bastard who had gotten her pregnant. Attempting to relax, the temptress waited, waited for the little demons that occupied her womb to be born into this world and continue to plague her.
"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"