Evil Sirens
09-25-2014, 05:52 PM
Another would approach, their paw steps quiet, muted. Her crown would lift, peering out of her den. Very few knew where her den was within the plains, usually she slept within the heart of the moor. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the familiar scent of her golden toy. Her pregnant toy. Rising, she would slip out of her den, immediately finding the woman near by. A slow grin would pull her lips, tail swaying at her hocks. "What can I do for you, pet?" She would purr, stretching out stiff muscles. Her coral gaze would sweep over the woman, noting the subtle swell of her belly. She would tsk, shaking her head as haunches reclined to the grassy earth. Coral gaze would clash with her verdant one, a brow lifting in question. It wasn't often that she got visitors, unless they were wishing to join, or she was forcing their presence in a meeting. But Maija was different. She always had been. And probably always would be. But now she had something that she wished to talk about, no doubt. Perhaps it was about her pregnancy? Or the terms of her pregnancy? Either way, the Queen was more than willing to discuss the matter, not that she would be changing her mind. WORDS HERE |
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