[m] Traitors Never Play Hangman
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Word Count → 425 :: feel free to pp Venom.

And I don't want to kiss anyone but you.
I fucking love you.

Fatigue. It was something that plagued the woman, yet she was always wanting to get up and do something. Venom often had to tell her to take it easy, as did Zera, but her being a Taurus, and even extra stubborn, she hadn't listened until her body would not let her continue on. This would be when she would lay on the den floor, and feel the coolness against her cheek. She had been weird and she liked to do this recently, and even Venom thought that it was weird that she would just randomly lay on the ground. Today was one of those days that she was being really stubborn though, and she had left the den completely, her dressed in a shirt that barely fit her because of her belly, and no pants for the ones that she had were fit for her without a belly. She cursed the children in her womb because of them making her fat. She hated it. Soon it would all be over though, she knew her time was coming soon because they were getting antsy themselves. Just like she was.


She had noticed that Vitani was going into heat though, and she remembered that she wanted to breed her with Korosk, Zera's stallion, to give them a foal with the heavy set body and the feathered hooves. She had sent Venom to get Zera, while she had gotten Vitani out and into a fenced field without the presence of all the other stallions whom were freaking out to try and get to Vitani to mate with her. Panda snickered at the things they were saying to Vitani, and she would reply back to them about how she was a taken woman. Panda had gotten to a clear field and waited for Venom to come back with Zera, and in that time she waited, she had taken a joint she had rolled earlier and took a lighter to the end of it and she started to smoke it. If the smell of marijuana didn't tell them to hurry, then nothing would, she supposed.


She had not taken Korosk from his stall, finding that she would not be able to control both steeds in the field at one time, so she left that task to both Venom and Zera. She hoped that they wouldn't mind, but there was only so much that the pregnant woman could do, and in this case, she was glad that she had an excuse to be slightly lazier than normal.

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