I COME BEARING GIFTS
01-12-2014, 08:12 PM
The dual toned man stopped eating, shoving his pale audits forward and bidding her to go on. A shaky breath was brought in, her smile becoming anxious for a heartbeat as excitement glittered in her moonstone orbs. Standing, the femme would step over the carcass and seat herself with her shoulder brushing his. Neck would crane to bring her regal muzzle to his ear, Russian tainted lyrics flowing from between formidable canines to rustle the fur within his aud, low tones full of pure joy at the news she was to deliver. "I am carrying your children." Ethereal tones would murmur, brimming with excitement and yet perfectly composed, as one would expect from the Queen. She would soon bear an heir to the throne, and she would have her own princes and princesses to care for with her King. Long banner would beat steadily upon the sandy ground, her excitement unable to be contained. She nipped at his cheek, kissing where her teeth had just gentle purchased themselves. "Magnus Speech", "Aurora speech" |