Post by Amytis on Mar 16, 2020 22:13:36 GMT -6
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The sun had all but disappeared beneath the far horizon… which meant that the pale, albino female could move about freely over the desert sands of the Occasus. Amytis had slowly begun to spend more and more time exploring the lands that she now called home, and apart from the river that made up one of their borders, she could not help but wonder if this was essentially what Vor’asa would have looked like during her Agoge. The young female shook her head and shut her pink orbs… no, she didn’t need to be thinking about her past, about what once was or could have been. She had a bright new future as a warrior Queen, something much greater than anything she could have ever dreamed of for herself within Kairos lands. As of late, the young female had felt a new sensation come over her… as if something had changed within her, including a new scent that seemed to be coming from her rear end.
The young warrior had thought to ask the other Queens about the sensation, but she did not want to appear naive nor ignorant to them… was this what she had heard of the previous winter as one’s heat? Did this mean she was actually ready to bear pups, as the Rajah had made it clear he would expect her to do as one of his Queens? The idea made a small shiver of excitement run down her spine and her tail started wagging eagerly, spreading her heat scent about her and bringing it to the forefront of her attention once again… how did she get rid of that scent? Was it permanent? Was this just how she would smell from now on? No, that didn’t sound right… the older females in Kairos had not always smelled like they did last winter, so why would she? Amytis let out a slightly frustrated sigh… maybe she should’ve asked the other females. At the same point in time though, maybe this was something that Kharak himself could shed more light on… and if she was ready to bear pups for him, that would be all the better, right?
The albino female had made her way beyond the borders of the Occasus desert and into another plot of territory that the red-eyed brute, Beowulf, had informed her was also a part of Kharak’s kingdom. The young female had found that even though the territory was literally right next to the desert, the climate itself was much… cooler than it was in the endless sands. Today she had stumbled upon the oasis and she had every intention of exploring it and perhaps making it her own little spot, outside of being with Kharak that was. She had been surprised to find the little oasis out here amongst an otherwise lifeless sort of land… the pink-eyed femme had made her way to the edge of the water and laid down, looking into the clear liquid and watching the silvery fish lazily swimming through it within easy reach. Had Amytis had more experience in fishing she may have even tried to catch herself a small snack… but for the time being she simply tried to focus on the swimming creatures, and tried to ignore the sensations coming from her rear end.
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The sun had all but disappeared beneath the far horizon… which meant that the pale, albino female could move about freely over the desert sands of the Occasus. Amytis had slowly begun to spend more and more time exploring the lands that she now called home, and apart from the river that made up one of their borders, she could not help but wonder if this was essentially what Vor’asa would have looked like during her Agoge. The young female shook her head and shut her pink orbs… no, she didn’t need to be thinking about her past, about what once was or could have been. She had a bright new future as a warrior Queen, something much greater than anything she could have ever dreamed of for herself within Kairos lands. As of late, the young female had felt a new sensation come over her… as if something had changed within her, including a new scent that seemed to be coming from her rear end.
The young warrior had thought to ask the other Queens about the sensation, but she did not want to appear naive nor ignorant to them… was this what she had heard of the previous winter as one’s heat? Did this mean she was actually ready to bear pups, as the Rajah had made it clear he would expect her to do as one of his Queens? The idea made a small shiver of excitement run down her spine and her tail started wagging eagerly, spreading her heat scent about her and bringing it to the forefront of her attention once again… how did she get rid of that scent? Was it permanent? Was this just how she would smell from now on? No, that didn’t sound right… the older females in Kairos had not always smelled like they did last winter, so why would she? Amytis let out a slightly frustrated sigh… maybe she should’ve asked the other females. At the same point in time though, maybe this was something that Kharak himself could shed more light on… and if she was ready to bear pups for him, that would be all the better, right?
The albino female had made her way beyond the borders of the Occasus desert and into another plot of territory that the red-eyed brute, Beowulf, had informed her was also a part of Kharak’s kingdom. The young female had found that even though the territory was literally right next to the desert, the climate itself was much… cooler than it was in the endless sands. Today she had stumbled upon the oasis and she had every intention of exploring it and perhaps making it her own little spot, outside of being with Kharak that was. She had been surprised to find the little oasis out here amongst an otherwise lifeless sort of land… the pink-eyed femme had made her way to the edge of the water and laid down, looking into the clear liquid and watching the silvery fish lazily swimming through it within easy reach. Had Amytis had more experience in fishing she may have even tried to catch herself a small snack… but for the time being she simply tried to focus on the swimming creatures, and tried to ignore the sensations coming from her rear end.
words; 550
tagged; Kharak
notes;
credits:
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