Do You Wanna Meet All My Monsters?

Speech ─ Think


he ran into umbra, her face pensive with words coming out that he'd never forget. 'medusa, she is ready to birth. go now.' he took no time and bolted past her then, galloping heavily through the gorge to meet his pregnant wife in her den upon many pelts. his gaze was critical, landing on his wife's face with a look of concern. he met her with a slow halt, his ears flattening down to his skull as he went into the spacious den to greet her. his pink tongue coming to clean her face and provide soothe. "I'm here love, I'm here." he studied months for this day, coming to sit before her now as his herbal satchel was flung off his back.

"Has your water broken?" his eyes looked about, expecting to see soused pelts. or was he early enough?



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like the shining stars of the north, follow me to the pole