[m] Traitors Never Play Hangman
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Zera’im had been resting for most of today, and she was sitting cross legged on her sleeping pelt meditating now. Her breath was deep and measured, in through the nose and out through the mouth, and she spoke softly in tongues as she prayed, her voice wispy and hissing, like a purring snake, speaking words that only she and The Great Spirit knew. In this instance she was praying for Panda, praying for the little ones growing in her belly, praying for comfort. The monochromatic woman had taken to lying on the ground, trying to desperately cool the heat the pups within her created. Zera thought it was too bad that the canines of this place lacked the ability to create ice, for she was sure Panda would have enjoyed chewing on it.

Her prayers were just ending when Venom entered the room, Good afternoon Venom, she said opening her mismatched eyes and giving the soon to be father a smile, your aura is excited, what is going on?. Venom smiled back her in his boyish way, “Panda asked me to come fetch you, she wants to pair the horses.” Ah yes, the horses. Panda had mentioned that soon Vitani was to come into heat, and Zera knew how much Korosk had been looking forward to this. Panda had spoken to him about it, a skill that Zera’im wished she had mastered in her younger years; low speech was not her forte.

The old collie began to stand stiffly and Venom went to help her up and she gladly used his large form for balance. The damp, cold weather had really done a number on her this year, and Zera became more and more aware of her body’s aging.

The two of them made their way quickly to the stables where Zera’im went and grabbed Korosk, though without any bridle. The large stallion stayed by her side, but as the three of them made their way to the field where Panda and the mare stood, he began to prance and bray in a baritone that shook Zera’im’s inside. Already his large member peeked forward, but he held back, waiting for his master to let him loose. Zera’im whispered softly at him to be still, that soon release would come, and she went over to the very pregnant Panda, and pulled the joint from her mouth flicking it away, Tsk you! Stop that. Is Vitani ready? Korosk is quite large, though I’m sure he will be as gentle as he can. But she wondered if this was the truth as she looked back at him as he was nearly jumping out of his skin.

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