heat thread! there's a roll based on fertility; AW
Lilitu rose from sleep to find herself burning, just like at Akashingo. The feeling of Charles's loins against her haunches made her shiver, and she folded downward in her den, repulsed.
When the sick feeling had faded, she left. She traveled the sequoias, weaving to and fro in the forests.
Her muzzle was high, and her stomach churned. Her loins ached; this was no mistake. She had reached the time of no return—
But would she return? There was a return.
She knew there was.
Lilitu paused by a broad trunk, panting. She couldn't dash the feeling of Charles from her psyche. Maybe it would be different, this time.
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