Wisha-pon-our-stars

*Misha* · 09-15-2014, 10:16 PM

The ivory and red woman would giggle in response to her mate's and Sven's little conversation.

"But Sven is da best name ever, Weinturr," the small arctic ground squirrel would say with a hiss and a roll of his amber eyes, elongating his name in a mocking manner.

"That's enough, Sven." Misha would tell him in a stern voice, lyrical chord laced with her soft, anfelic voice.

"Raijin sounds lovely," she would tell him softly and then nod at his continuing words. "Yes, I still love them if our children cannot be here physically with us," the ivory and red woman said softly, her nose pressing against his alabaster fur lightly as she nuzzled him affectionately.

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