March 25, 2023, 10:58 AM
His little nose brushed against another wall, and he nearly cried again, but it was at that moment that he felt a gentle grasp wrap around him. A familiar touch. Boris fell limp in his mother’s jaws until he touched the ground again.
The stroke of her tongue soothed him, as did the soft vibrations that rattled from her. He cooed in response — it may have have sounded like an answer, though he remained deaf and blind to everything but smell, touch, and taste. He crawled forward all the while, on a straight path now towards his ma and the rain touched ground.
The stroke of her tongue soothed him, as did the soft vibrations that rattled from her. He cooed in response — it may have have sounded like an answer, though he remained deaf and blind to everything but smell, touch, and taste. He crawled forward all the while, on a straight path now towards his ma and the rain touched ground.
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RE: oro - by Boris - March 25, 2023, 10:58 AM