flora
Snapping her teeth in Koa's direction if only because it seemed the appropriate thing to do, Spice nevertheless shifted to make room for the dragoon as he kneels before her bonded. Still blowing chilly air onto the back of Flora's neck, the dragonling gives a crooning sort of cry before looking to Pip for some acknowledgement that the other dragon was feeling the same onslaught of emotions as she was.
Dry heaving into the sands, a croak that sounded as though it came right from the bowels of Flora's stomach echoed its way from her parted lips. "Gods—and—" Feeling flushed and cold all at once, the queen pressed the back of her hand against her lips and clenched her teeth together as if she could will the unease in her stomach to subside. "—pregnant, and—"
Grasping at whatever bit of Koa was within reach, the Doubletake offered him a stare which was truly lost and infinitely young in its despair. "Koa," She mewls, wanting him to simply turn back time, to undo everything that had happened that they could all start over fresh. Reaching shakily for the water, she leans back on her heels before sagging bonelessly against him as sweat began to bead on her brow.
"But if she's pregnant, how is she supposed to do anything to get free? We have to find her." But who to tell first? Hadama and Torchline? Surely not Stormbreak, not with Dahlia as their new leader. Perhaps just the demigods?
Dry heaving into the sands, a croak that sounded as though it came right from the bowels of Flora's stomach echoed its way from her parted lips. "Gods—and—" Feeling flushed and cold all at once, the queen pressed the back of her hand against her lips and clenched her teeth together as if she could will the unease in her stomach to subside. "—pregnant, and—"
Grasping at whatever bit of Koa was within reach, the Doubletake offered him a stare which was truly lost and infinitely young in its despair. "Koa," She mewls, wanting him to simply turn back time, to undo everything that had happened that they could all start over fresh. Reaching shakily for the water, she leans back on her heels before sagging bonelessly against him as sweat began to bead on her brow.
"But if she's pregnant, how is she supposed to do anything to get free? We have to find her." But who to tell first? Hadama and Torchline? Surely not Stormbreak, not with Dahlia as their new leader. Perhaps just the demigods?
let me taste your silhouette
