Oh my, what a reunion.
12-08-2014, 11:29 AM
After complimenting her, Pandora could hear the slight regret in the female's tone. Immediately, she knew that Isolde was not so excited about becoming a mother. The Romanian didn't blame her, for she would have hated herself if she ended up having children so early in her young life. Silently, she considered herself blessed that she had avoided such misery, but hoped that Isolde's trials with her future children would go smoothly.
She felt the girl's eyes rove across her body and Pandora couldn't help but be flashy. She rolled her shoulders and took a step to her left, turning herself to show the radiance of her physical features. Softly giggling, she waved her tail around her hocks before looking at Isolde over one gleaming shoulder. "As well as I can be," she answered, turquoise eyes shimmering as she admired Isolde's facial markings.
Pandora then turned herself so she was facing the female and slowly approached her until both of their noses gently bumped. She took in her scent, noting the pregnancy created rises in her hormone levels. Golden-backed ears perked forward as her eyes met Isolde's without a hint of bashfulness. "Even now..." she softly remarked, "you are still beautiful as ever, glowing like a beacon." Feeling as if she had entered Isolde's personal bubble, she began to pull back, wondering if she would be pulled back in or told to leave.
She felt the girl's eyes rove across her body and Pandora couldn't help but be flashy. She rolled her shoulders and took a step to her left, turning herself to show the radiance of her physical features. Softly giggling, she waved her tail around her hocks before looking at Isolde over one gleaming shoulder. "As well as I can be," she answered, turquoise eyes shimmering as she admired Isolde's facial markings.
Pandora then turned herself so she was facing the female and slowly approached her until both of their noses gently bumped. She took in her scent, noting the pregnancy created rises in her hormone levels. Golden-backed ears perked forward as her eyes met Isolde's without a hint of bashfulness. "Even now..." she softly remarked, "you are still beautiful as ever, glowing like a beacon." Feeling as if she had entered Isolde's personal bubble, she began to pull back, wondering if she would be pulled back in or told to leave.
"Speech"