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01-10-2016, 11:15 PM
Heffalump
A low grunt escaped him as his broad back arched up, pulling his belly away from the sharp nubs of Hera’s horns as she scurried to hide beneath him. The little points poked the sensitive hide surrounding his navel, though his ire was quickly squashed by the apologetic and innocent look in Hera’s searching, silvered eyes. One simply could not get angry while looking at the guileless face of the young filly. A soft sigh blew out his nostrils as he gingerly relaxes his abdominal muscles, letting his belly sink gingerly back down. And then he winks at the filly, hoping to assuage the worried look on her petite face.
His gaze shifted to Anzanie as her sweet words lilted in the air. He smiled as she referred to herself as an ‘elephant.’ “The elephant is my namesake, you know. And, pregnant or not, you certainly are more lovely than I, Anz,” amusement colored his low words. Ears splayed, sideways as her flattering comments sink into them, a small smile and warming of his eyes as he looked to stare into her own light pools, silently conveying his thanks.
His face clouded as hers became pained and shocked. At her mention of the filly’s mother, he infinitesimally shook his head, lips pursing together as he greatly wished he could telepathically speak with his Glazier. Though Hera would need to speak of her mother in order to not forget her, for now it would be best to let the precocious filly eat and sleep. She had had a few busy days filled with heartache, long journeys, and new faces.
Giant head dropped once again towards Hera, his plush and broad muzzle seeking to nudge her towards his pregnant friend. “Well, Hera? Would you like to nurse?” His low voice rumbled as his head tried to encourage her towards Anzanie’s flank.
His gaze shifted to Anzanie as her sweet words lilted in the air. He smiled as she referred to herself as an ‘elephant.’ “The elephant is my namesake, you know. And, pregnant or not, you certainly are more lovely than I, Anz,” amusement colored his low words. Ears splayed, sideways as her flattering comments sink into them, a small smile and warming of his eyes as he looked to stare into her own light pools, silently conveying his thanks.
His face clouded as hers became pained and shocked. At her mention of the filly’s mother, he infinitesimally shook his head, lips pursing together as he greatly wished he could telepathically speak with his Glazier. Though Hera would need to speak of her mother in order to not forget her, for now it would be best to let the precocious filly eat and sleep. She had had a few busy days filled with heartache, long journeys, and new faces.
Giant head dropped once again towards Hera, his plush and broad muzzle seeking to nudge her towards his pregnant friend. “Well, Hera? Would you like to nurse?” His low voice rumbled as his head tried to encourage her towards Anzanie’s flank.
@Hera @Anzanie Hera is so cute I can't take it :D <3
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