10-01-2018, 07:35 PM
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He tumbled just a little. It was alright though. Momma caught him against her pretty purple leg. It didn't quite make the world stop tilting, but it helped.
Ohhh, and then her lips play in his black crested hair, her breath in his ear sending shivers down his little white shoulders and pulling a helpless grin to his mouth. His brown eyes dazzled up at her, and then he eagerly followed her nudging guidance with soft, impatient grunts. His teeny black nose tapped his way almost blindly along her until he found it, took hold and suckled, little tail waving happily at the end of a pale white rump, tell-tale purple spots.
His coat told more stories than he would probably ever know.
He hadn't even realized his tummy was so empty! And he remained working at his milk for a good while. Sometimes it would grow hard to focus on it, and his curious gaze would slide to the big blue rock. His lips would drag off her skin, until he realized there was nothing to suckle and he'd dive back in again, peering around at the blue rock as best he could. He didn't want her to think he was done yet and walk off!
But soon enough his tummy got nice and full, and he got so very sleepy. Sleeping didn't sound fun at all though, not where there were so many new things to see. This didn't smell like where they'd been, actually... and he lifted his nose to double check, then searched for her face in silent question. He had learned this language of not speaking from her already, and from the wolf, and the man that the wolf turned into. And on that note, from the purple wolf that turned into Momma.
Oh. And suddenly he was sad and looking around them, aching. Where had he gone?? His mouth opened with a teeny squawk, braying and searching for him as he circled Momma, staying at her side so he didn't lose her too.
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He tumbled just a little. It was alright though. Momma caught him against her pretty purple leg. It didn't quite make the world stop tilting, but it helped.
Ohhh, and then her lips play in his black crested hair, her breath in his ear sending shivers down his little white shoulders and pulling a helpless grin to his mouth. His brown eyes dazzled up at her, and then he eagerly followed her nudging guidance with soft, impatient grunts. His teeny black nose tapped his way almost blindly along her until he found it, took hold and suckled, little tail waving happily at the end of a pale white rump, tell-tale purple spots.
His coat told more stories than he would probably ever know.
He hadn't even realized his tummy was so empty! And he remained working at his milk for a good while. Sometimes it would grow hard to focus on it, and his curious gaze would slide to the big blue rock. His lips would drag off her skin, until he realized there was nothing to suckle and he'd dive back in again, peering around at the blue rock as best he could. He didn't want her to think he was done yet and walk off!
But soon enough his tummy got nice and full, and he got so very sleepy. Sleeping didn't sound fun at all though, not where there were so many new things to see. This didn't smell like where they'd been, actually... and he lifted his nose to double check, then searched for her face in silent question. He had learned this language of not speaking from her already, and from the wolf, and the man that the wolf turned into. And on that note, from the purple wolf that turned into Momma.
Oh. And suddenly he was sad and looking around them, aching. Where had he gone?? His mouth opened with a teeny squawk, braying and searching for him as he circled Momma, staying at her side so he didn't lose her too.
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