Ygritte
03-20-2023, 03:03 PM
BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE
And Beqanna yields yet another blessing with the draft wave of her pale hand. The gentle pink pointed bay finds herself into the Dale, sides swelled with a growing life, and also a growing smile.
Her thoughts drifted to her former painted lover, the leopard Kreios. Would he be proud of her strength, her wit, her ability to survive? It did not matter much for she had. Ygritte droops a wing to stroke her swelling side. This foal was not of the former king but Ygritte would love her fiercely nonetheless.
Her good eye, the left, glitters amber honey in the sunlight as her pony like features youthfully gaze by the Beqanna magic. Ygritte moves confidently with as little wincing as possible as she sought any others who may dwell but the chances seemed slim…and she wouldn’t be alone for long before the foal came. The old queen knew the ways of motherhood well and the impatient foal in her belly would be an earthly presence soon.
With a blue glittering sky, the daylight soon reflected over the hide of the salmon bay mare till she soon took upon the skyscape in a matching pale Alice color blue. Ygritte was happy. It swelled in her breast and across her lips. There was peace in her heart as she finally felt to be at home after so long. The Dale, as close as the Dazzling Waterfalls (and she had found) would be her home.
Her thoughts drifted to her former painted lover, the leopard Kreios. Would he be proud of her strength, her wit, her ability to survive? It did not matter much for she had. Ygritte droops a wing to stroke her swelling side. This foal was not of the former king but Ygritte would love her fiercely nonetheless.
Her good eye, the left, glitters amber honey in the sunlight as her pony like features youthfully gaze by the Beqanna magic. Ygritte moves confidently with as little wincing as possible as she sought any others who may dwell but the chances seemed slim…and she wouldn’t be alone for long before the foal came. The old queen knew the ways of motherhood well and the impatient foal in her belly would be an earthly presence soon.
With a blue glittering sky, the daylight soon reflected over the hide of the salmon bay mare till she soon took upon the skyscape in a matching pale Alice color blue. Ygritte was happy. It swelled in her breast and across her lips. There was peace in her heart as she finally felt to be at home after so long. The Dale, as close as the Dazzling Waterfalls (and she had found) would be her home.
Ygritte.