Post by Spiderfly on Aug 27, 2009 21:17:06 GMT -5
Not enough for points or anything, but I felt like drabbling lol. Hope you guys enjoy
Full
Characters: Dafina
So full. She just couldn't believe how horribly full she really was. Little velvet paws flailed pathetically in the air, round furred belly bulging. Dafina wanted to roll over, but she honestly wasn't even sure if that was possible. Maybe just onto her side? The small rabbit began to roll but stopped, feeling the contents of her belly shift uncomfortably. She just had to find an entire patch of blueberries. . . and eat them all. UGH!
Loved
Characters: Anubis
He had never been loved, not as the only male child from his litter. His father was a gruff Jack, as proud as any torque could be. He had worn his bindings happily as proof of his regional loyalty. Anubis' mother had even been a torque. It was a small warren, and as such, the old man had expected nothing but perfect, female babies. He needed them for trading, to keep the blood in his warren running strong.
So when Anubis had popped out. So very male, and so very Jack, his father had lost a little bit of his sanity. The bindings inflicted upon him had been horrendous. Debilitating him to a point where the small Jack could hardly even feed himself. And then, he had grown. He had grown in body, and in bitterness, and he had broken his bonds. Having grown into his abilities as well he lashed out, binding his father, as he ran out the door.
Shackles
Characters: Khizr
Chains. . . They kept him company. He was almost starting to like them, for all that they kept him prisoner. They were familiar, and perhaps the only dependable thing he had left. Khizr wasn't even sure how long he'd been in this dungeon. How long he'd been in the care of his demented captor. His lover, his caretaker, his warden. Fuck!
Things spun in the deer's head and he screamed in anger at the walls around him. He wasn't even sure what time of day it was. When the last time he'd seen the Queen had been. The last time he ate. His screams turned into sobs and slowly the deer curled up, tucking a chain beneath his chin as his eyes ran themselves dry. How old was he?. . .
Full
Characters: Dafina
So full. She just couldn't believe how horribly full she really was. Little velvet paws flailed pathetically in the air, round furred belly bulging. Dafina wanted to roll over, but she honestly wasn't even sure if that was possible. Maybe just onto her side? The small rabbit began to roll but stopped, feeling the contents of her belly shift uncomfortably. She just had to find an entire patch of blueberries. . . and eat them all. UGH!
Loved
Characters: Anubis
He had never been loved, not as the only male child from his litter. His father was a gruff Jack, as proud as any torque could be. He had worn his bindings happily as proof of his regional loyalty. Anubis' mother had even been a torque. It was a small warren, and as such, the old man had expected nothing but perfect, female babies. He needed them for trading, to keep the blood in his warren running strong.
So when Anubis had popped out. So very male, and so very Jack, his father had lost a little bit of his sanity. The bindings inflicted upon him had been horrendous. Debilitating him to a point where the small Jack could hardly even feed himself. And then, he had grown. He had grown in body, and in bitterness, and he had broken his bonds. Having grown into his abilities as well he lashed out, binding his father, as he ran out the door.
Shackles
Characters: Khizr
Chains. . . They kept him company. He was almost starting to like them, for all that they kept him prisoner. They were familiar, and perhaps the only dependable thing he had left. Khizr wasn't even sure how long he'd been in this dungeon. How long he'd been in the care of his demented captor. His lover, his caretaker, his warden. Fuck!
Things spun in the deer's head and he screamed in anger at the walls around him. He wasn't even sure what time of day it was. When the last time he'd seen the Queen had been. The last time he ate. His screams turned into sobs and slowly the deer curled up, tucking a chain beneath his chin as his eyes ran themselves dry. How old was he?. . .
