blueberry babies
07-09-2014, 05:59 AM
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The russet tempest had relaxed and smoothed out her stature, dominance decreasing in her form. Calm words would come from inky lips, a sigh following. Her crown would lower and give the mocha capped tempest a gentle lick upon her crown, and she would pull back playfully. "I'm not a litte puppy!" The words came from her mouth with a series of giggling out of sheer playfulness. Her coal black nose found it's way to Mira's neck, nuzzling it gently then licking her on the shoulder, smoothing down her hackles a bit. "Why don't you be the little puppy, and I'll be the crazy mother?" Yet another sing-song chime came from inky lips as she would bound away, much happiness in her stride. Pearly banner would sweep to and fro behind her, so hard that her rump shook with it. |
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