01-10-2018, 12:25 AM
Heda
She hadn't expected their intimate meetings to result in anything this year. They have been trying relentlessly for two years, and it appears that she or maybe him was fustratingly infertile. Their past efforts, resulted in sorrows and streatched hopes. Over the two years of sorrow, and bittness, she had found herself snuggling against him during this time of year, confiding her sorrow and immense feeling of guilt and failure that engulfed her. The fact that she may be broken, unable to carry a child was heartbreaking to her, that is until this winter.
Loess was blanketed in snow. The land was absolutely gorgeous with the change of seasons, but that wasn't the only that changed, Heda too had changed. Her barrel just barely swelled child, and she had attained a rather ravenous appetite, in fact, she couldn't stop eating. All these bodily changes made the navy pointed women overcome with joy.
Engulfed with excitement, the golden girl chose to seek out her husband. She hadn't seen him as of late, and a matter fact she had only seen him escorting that ebony girl to his land, the newest member of his clutch of pretties. So with an ecstatic leap, she lifts off wingspan spread agape, and she takes off to the skies in search of her kelpie mate. She searches throughout Loess's winter landscape, finding it rather hard to find an obsidian and alabaster stag during this time, especially since the shadows on the snow often fooled her sight. But eventually, she finds her scaled king standing atop of a tall bluff in the very depths of his kingdom.
She begins her descent slowly, reaching the ground in descent time, and landing elegantly on a fluffy white pillow. Her heart flutters with excitement, as she prances towards him in a rather joyful tone. "Ivar, my love!" Her words pour out of her lips like honey. As she walks up beside him, pressing her cranium against his scaled hide of his nape. Then she reaches her muzzle towards him in a greeting of affection. It doesn't take long for her to spill the beans, wings tightly clasped around her barrel in excitement. "I'm with child." She purrs against him, gently raising a wing, allowing him to view her slightly swollen barrel. "We did it." She whispers, pressing herself against him.
Loess was blanketed in snow. The land was absolutely gorgeous with the change of seasons, but that wasn't the only that changed, Heda too had changed. Her barrel just barely swelled child, and she had attained a rather ravenous appetite, in fact, she couldn't stop eating. All these bodily changes made the navy pointed women overcome with joy.
Engulfed with excitement, the golden girl chose to seek out her husband. She hadn't seen him as of late, and a matter fact she had only seen him escorting that ebony girl to his land, the newest member of his clutch of pretties. So with an ecstatic leap, she lifts off wingspan spread agape, and she takes off to the skies in search of her kelpie mate. She searches throughout Loess's winter landscape, finding it rather hard to find an obsidian and alabaster stag during this time, especially since the shadows on the snow often fooled her sight. But eventually, she finds her scaled king standing atop of a tall bluff in the very depths of his kingdom.
She begins her descent slowly, reaching the ground in descent time, and landing elegantly on a fluffy white pillow. Her heart flutters with excitement, as she prances towards him in a rather joyful tone. "Ivar, my love!" Her words pour out of her lips like honey. As she walks up beside him, pressing her cranium against his scaled hide of his nape. Then she reaches her muzzle towards him in a greeting of affection. It doesn't take long for her to spill the beans, wings tightly clasped around her barrel in excitement. "I'm with child." She purrs against him, gently raising a wing, allowing him to view her slightly swollen barrel. "We did it." She whispers, pressing herself against him.
Go ahead. Laugh at the girl that loved to easily
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Ex-Queen of Loess