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Date Posted: 12/ 8/07 11:29pm
Author: Evie
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Durgan 's message, "inside" on 12/ 8/07 11:12pm

(She would have kept pacing and frozen herself as she worried had he not come to her, and she merely let him stop her. Her gaze moved to his as he spoke and she went into a sort of catatonic state, just standing there and looking at him as he spelled out her fears and gave her only one true option. As he spoke making her chose between her and the whelps, and having one whelp versus none, tears started to slip from her eyes. She felt like a failure.. she wanted too much and she couldn't have it and it was bothering her so much at that moment. It was obvious what her answer was when she choked on a sob, the only sort of sound she was capable of making, and sank into his arms, her own going around his neck as she sought his comfort.) I want to lay in the cave, curled around our clutch, warming them while you protect us, Durgan.. I want to hunt for them, I want.. oh, Gods, I want.. (She was shaking as she clutched him, her hand fisted in the dark hair at the back of his head. She felt cursed at that moment, when she had been given her soulmate she had been denied the ability to share that one most magical moment of being Drakon with him. Bree would haev that.. she would be able to sleep in the nest that Dane built for her, while he curled himself around her and held her, his fire keeping them warm. She sobbed then, burying her face in his neck as she mourned what she could not give him. They would have whelps, they would have children.. but not in the traditional way. She would suppress her magyck, bear a human child. Her knees went weak on her as her mating scent started to rise up around her. It was normal for a female nearing her first season to be emotional, exhausted and quick to seek comfort. It was the nesting mentality, and her body was undergoing many changes. Being moonsick made it harder on her body, for she was not as used to the dragon changes.) I will wear the necklace because I love you, Durgan.. (The words were a whisper through their connection as she shook with the force of her tears. She would cry herself out, then sleep, then feel foolish and probably cry some more.. but for that moment she felt a failure, and was heartbroken for it.)

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