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01-08-2016, 01:19 AM
I already know I'm going to hell so at this points it's go big or go home Zandora was comfortable, her child was at ease and did not toss and turn, offering the vixen her much needed sleep. Although the thing growing inside her(which she still had yet to really realize) was content in the coldness of the Aurora Basin, Evara was not. The black leopard had grown slightly larger, as did her desire to explore. Evara was huddled against her bonded, she begged with those jade eyes that always stole Zandora's Following the small paw print trail, her bonded brought her to a gathering. A happy yowl was released from the cat, the jungle animal loving the fluffiness of the snow. She ran off to go play with, Oh shit, Ashamin's companions. It was too late before Zandora spoke through their bond, warning the creature not to mess with Ashamin's bonded, for Evara had already gotten to Lochan's side attempting to play with the black creature she had never seen before. Her eyes searched for blue, her purple orbs questioning his thoughts on this. Be gentle Evara. Zandora reminded her, not all were as strong as her. Her attention turned to that of the rest of the horses here. She recognized a lot of faces, seeing the ever-viligant Sialia, the reaper, the shadow man and her recently befriended man of peppermint. It had been quite a while since she had seen Mortuus Nox, their meeting in the woods seemed like it was years ago. Her eyes slid over the rest of the unfamiliar faces, a mare of stars, patches, and golds. She could see the roundness of the gold's barrel, and seeing their common interests, the vixen neared the golden. "Who's the father? Congrats." She asked kindly, how strange it was to be so kind, it almost felt artificial for the mare of shadows. Zandora then listened to Johnny's spill deciding to let the first wave of workers enter the cave as she slid up close to the sugary boy after greeting the pregnant mare. Reaching out she nuzzled the man, her tongue sliding across his neck in greeting. She was surprised that he was actually sugar, but the sweetness was lovely. She felt particularly affectionate today, pregnancy to be the blame. "How have you been dear?" She asked, glancing at Evara before she turned her eyes to the crafter. OCC: like pretty much everyone is in here, I tried to keep this as to the point as possible |
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