Sun Mote Copse azure & ash

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the heart. eshamun knew her heart was great, but she did not love indiscriminately, and saw the emotion welling within her to be born of lust and curiosity. she ran her lips along the edge of giana's muzzle, then drew aside, letting her eyes fall to the other's pale stomach. eshamun considered whether or not an interlude so focused would bring harm to the children — but asherah's pregnancy had continued, despite the ta mitra. pleasure would not hurt giana's children.
"what is it you wish?" eshamun asked gently, seeking the woman's eyes, now the color of a churned storm. giana gave an air of unconcernedness, but beneath it, a worry lurked, and the ekar-aji sought to console it before she drew the rust-marked wolfess aside.[/tr][/td][/table]