Battle Scars[Demonio]

His frame pressed gently against Desdemona?s as he lay beside her, mass plopping gently against their den floor as he began to dig into his meal. Sharpened daggers made easy work of the herbivores hind limb, the meat settling deliciously into his stomach, which now had to be disproportionately large give the amount of food he?d just stuffed himself with. It had been good food though. A gentle smile curved his maw as his mate finished her own piece, settling his delicate head atop his forelimbs, her dual colored gems slipping closed as she allowed herself to fall into the land of dreams. A quiet sigh slipped past his closed lips as he settled down, allowing his crown to rest against the back of her nape, his own bi-colored gems falling closed as he joined her in the land of dreams.


EXIT DEMONIO


THREAD COMPLETE