07-18-2017, 08:06 PM
“Well not exactly, but it leads to mating, which is when…” I sigh, turning my eyes skyward for a moment, before I managed to meet hers. “Mating is when a boy climbs on top of a girl and makes a baby. Any boys come sniffing around your haunches you give them a good kick okay?” Sweet gods, I was not going into any more detail than that, at least I hope I wasn’t. My face would have been flaming if horses blushed. She was a very aware child. She paid more attention and thought the most random things, things I don’t ever remembering thinking much about until I was a little bit older.
“Well no, you don’t have to have a baby. It would depend on the season. Sometimes girls feel very grumpy and irritable, much closer to when its cold. That means they come into heat, and then babies can be made. Any other time just means it feels good, but, I wouldn’t want to take a chance. Accidents can happen after all.” Disclaimer, good place to put a disclaimer. “Or at least wait until you are a couple years older.” Please gods, wait until you are older.
I can see the questions swimming in her eyes as she looks up at me. I almost sighed, my shoulders almost slumping in an oh-god-please-stop kind of way. My next question had put a stop to it. Her face falling away, ducking so she didn’t have to meet my eyes. I wanted to demand who, wanted to demand her to answer me but I manage somehow to reign myself in. I take a couple of very deep, quiet breaths that steady me some.
When she lies to me, I know it as soon as she lets the word slip past her lips. I stay quiet, and she finishes and when she peeks a small glance upwards towards my face, I give her a very soft smile. “Oh baby, I’m not mad at you.” I wrap her up in a hug, pulling her close against me and snuggling my wing tight around her so she is all cozy. “I am very much not upset with you.” However, the little bastard that had touched her was going to hear some very choice words from me, once I found out who it was.
“Did they say to keep it safe and secret? Is that why you are worried, little love?” My lips finding her forelock, tugging on it lightly, doing what I could to put her more at ease. My anger was burning steadily in my chest, lighting a fire through my blood, but somehow I managed to keep it from exploding outwards. And if she was a tad worried about the baby thing, then well it had to be a boy. There were only a few of them on the island, only a few of them that she played with.
“I wouldn’t want you to break your secret. What if I guessed their name? Then we can talk more about it?” A sneaky little friend smile that had my eyes lighting up in mischief, or at least what seemed to be mischief to my dear little friend. “Then you aren’t telling anyone. I’m guessing it, right?”
“Well no, you don’t have to have a baby. It would depend on the season. Sometimes girls feel very grumpy and irritable, much closer to when its cold. That means they come into heat, and then babies can be made. Any other time just means it feels good, but, I wouldn’t want to take a chance. Accidents can happen after all.” Disclaimer, good place to put a disclaimer. “Or at least wait until you are a couple years older.” Please gods, wait until you are older.
I can see the questions swimming in her eyes as she looks up at me. I almost sighed, my shoulders almost slumping in an oh-god-please-stop kind of way. My next question had put a stop to it. Her face falling away, ducking so she didn’t have to meet my eyes. I wanted to demand who, wanted to demand her to answer me but I manage somehow to reign myself in. I take a couple of very deep, quiet breaths that steady me some.
When she lies to me, I know it as soon as she lets the word slip past her lips. I stay quiet, and she finishes and when she peeks a small glance upwards towards my face, I give her a very soft smile. “Oh baby, I’m not mad at you.” I wrap her up in a hug, pulling her close against me and snuggling my wing tight around her so she is all cozy. “I am very much not upset with you.” However, the little bastard that had touched her was going to hear some very choice words from me, once I found out who it was.
“Did they say to keep it safe and secret? Is that why you are worried, little love?” My lips finding her forelock, tugging on it lightly, doing what I could to put her more at ease. My anger was burning steadily in my chest, lighting a fire through my blood, but somehow I managed to keep it from exploding outwards. And if she was a tad worried about the baby thing, then well it had to be a boy. There were only a few of them on the island, only a few of them that she played with.
“I wouldn’t want you to break your secret. What if I guessed their name? Then we can talk more about it?” A sneaky little friend smile that had my eyes lighting up in mischief, or at least what seemed to be mischief to my dear little friend. “Then you aren’t telling anyone. I’m guessing it, right?”