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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 11:48 pm
Wings Sleep moved from under the brush. She had just finished eating her meal and visiting with the buck, but her belly still was saying she was hungry. Not paying to much attention to what she was doing, Wings started talking to the swamp around her. "I don't know what is wrong with me. Am I in the way of a family again?"
The doe didn't mind being in the family way again. "Oh if I am, I would enjoy a larger family. Maybe ones that will stay closer to me." She entered a small clearing, joy across her face at the thought of more children. It was one of the better times to bring forth life, spring was just around the corner. Spying a small dry area, just large enough for her, Wings put her knees down, preparing for a little bit of sleep. As she was drifting off, the smaller animals could hear her murmuring about children.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 12:22 am
Fish Bones has been watching the purple doe for a while, unobtrusive in his foxbun form. He wasn't sure if she knew she was expecting, but from her rambling he figures she suspects. Still he watches, waiting for specific words to be spoken before offering what he can.
Once she speaks them, Fish Bones creeps closer to her, ready to reveal himself. Before he can, however, she wanders off and hunkers down for a nap. Finding this a better situation, Fish Bones scurries up to her. Stopping just a paws length away he studies her, still unsure how to do this.
Giving what might appear to be a shrug, Fish Bones takes the last few steps and snuggles up to the doe. Flopping down next to her, Fish Bones looks up at her, waiting until he's caught her eye. May your clutch be bountiful, he thinks, knowing full well she can't hear him. But Fish Bones would rather it this way, just in case he's messed something up. His task done Fish Bones snuggles up to the doe again and lay his head on his paws, a clear indication he plans to stay for a nap too.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 1:59 am
Feeling a body cuddling into her, Wings looked down and spotted the little foxbun. It was a little unusual for her to have one snuggle into her, but she welcomed the furry body all the same. There was something intelligent looking into those eyes, but that could just of been the sleepiness talking.
Watching him curl into her, the doe lays her head back down with her nose over his back. She couldn't wait to do this with her children. A soft sound exits her nose as she makes sure to keep the foxbun warm, "Thank you." It was said softly to nobody in particular.
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