Help Me To Conceive...(experienced topic)
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Help Me To Conceive...(experienced topic)
By the light of the full and pale moon, Lark draped his long and slender neck over his mate's identical one. He closed his black eyes as he inhaled her scent through his black mug. He smiled at the wonderful smell she had and he loved it. The moonlight cast down upon the two lovebirds illuminated their matching white, florescent coats making them look like pearls. Lark and Grace were a perfect match for each other for they appeared so look the exact same. Both unicorns had white silk locks that flowed thick and full down to the knees and both golden horns placed gingerly upon the center of their heads. They had white feathers that danced around black hooves of steel.
Lark removed his head and lifted his mare's sagging skull. "Do not worry, my Love. We have only tried a few times and we can still try again." A deep, harmonic and masculine sound erupted from his chest. His voice was pure music to anyone's ears. He kissed her cheek gingerly and fixed his dark gaze on her eyes. Grace shook her sculpted head from side to side violently as she said, "No, Lark. We will never have a child." her voice was light, airy and similar to a melody. She dropped her head once more and let salty tears run down her cheeks where they dripped to the grass below and left silver stains.
The two stood perfectly still in the dead of night, even breathing and steady hearts beating, as they each thought of the future. Grace wished for a pasture full of little foals prancing about while Lark wished for a way to create the ting children his mate desired. One of them was infertile and neither one knew who is was...
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(check out the storyline first https://horseisland.rpg-board.net/t10219-help-me-to-conceive-storyline#272757 )
Lark removed his head and lifted his mare's sagging skull. "Do not worry, my Love. We have only tried a few times and we can still try again." A deep, harmonic and masculine sound erupted from his chest. His voice was pure music to anyone's ears. He kissed her cheek gingerly and fixed his dark gaze on her eyes. Grace shook her sculpted head from side to side violently as she said, "No, Lark. We will never have a child." her voice was light, airy and similar to a melody. She dropped her head once more and let salty tears run down her cheeks where they dripped to the grass below and left silver stains.
The two stood perfectly still in the dead of night, even breathing and steady hearts beating, as they each thought of the future. Grace wished for a pasture full of little foals prancing about while Lark wished for a way to create the ting children his mate desired. One of them was infertile and neither one knew who is was...
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(check out the storyline first https://horseisland.rpg-board.net/t10219-help-me-to-conceive-storyline#272757 )
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