Sera had found herself in a pretty place.
Her muscles ached. The time she had spend with that pretty brute back at the hills had been fun, but now she was restless again, body itching for some action. Even a fight would do, really, but she’d rather not. Her body was precious right now. She wouldn’t want to disturb anything going on in there.
Maybe the next man she’d find would be blue eyed. Her mother had blue eyes, and a lovely brown fur to match it, but Serafina hadn’t inherited either. Machello and Otavio, they got the eyes; Valente, he got everything. But Serafina looked like her father. A bit smaller and less muscular, was all.
How were her brothers, anyway?
She stretched, letting out a loud yawn. Heat really was exhausting, huh. She wanted to sleep again, but she’d been sleeping on and off anyway. When she was awake, she was sleepy. When she was asleep, she was uncomfortable.
Jun 10, 2018 05:47 PM
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