Jah-Lilah
I know you're tired of loving with nobody to love.
The red mare meandered meaninglessly through the dense underbrush of the forest on this day, stricken with a particularly bad case of wanderlust. She was back to the velvet underground, back to the floor that she loves so much. Her body weaved effortlessly through the trees, she knew them like she knew her own body, like she knew the bodies of her lovers. Her stomach was just beginning to swell slightly, she only bumped it a couple times when she was making her way to a secluded section of the barren woods, the branches stripped clean of their leaves by the winter time. Her hooves crunch satisfyingly in the snow, packing it down and leaving a trail for any who desired to follow. She was unafraid, unbothered. These days there was nothing for her to worry about except feeding the growing life in her belly.
She had one mate who was Keeper of the island, Circinae had stepped into the role as if she was born to do it. Wolf-of-the-Water had found them a beautiful place, filled with all the things in the world that Jah-Lilah loved most. The trees were lush and beautiful, it was warm, there was an endless array of places for her to hide away and nestle a sweet baby in. Her other mate was master of the sky, ever watchful and near to them as always. She couldn't wait to continue their adventure together, the three of them (plus one) in their new home. My firefly was over the moon. When the girl has reached her desired spot, she stops to graze. She pushes her dark muzzle through the surface of the snow to grasp at some shoots of lemongrass hiding beneath the snow. She grunts, kicking again at her belly as another cramp rocks her abdomen. She exhales, sniffing around for some chamomile to soothe her gut.
So just grab somebody, there's no leaving this party with nobody to love.
stronger than you know
@[Thana]