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Epsy settled into the grass in one of the more out of the way areas of the biosphere. She was feeling heavy and cumbersome. It wasn't doing much for her moods and desire to nest. The biosphere just wasn't the right place to lay eggs. It was too crowded. She needed more space and instinct was making her more and more restless.
Zeta walked slowly and curiously toward Epsy. He didn't particularly want to be snapped at again. He had not intended to make Epsy angry. Zeta arched his neck and circled her. She didn't move and just laid there looking sad and thoughtful. Zeta crouched to one side of Epsy, carefully shifting himself forward to rest his head across Epsy's neck. He didn't say anything for a moment, simply delighting in the touch and feeling an unusual need to make Epsy happy.
"Zeta sorry, Epsy. Not know what did, but sorry."
Epsy sighed and didn't say anything.
5 thoughts on “May 19, 2005 (1 Comment)”
Vicky -T-
awww!
Refugnic
That’s so sweet…and just typical. I mean, I take no delight in stereotypes, but that’s rather typically men.
‘I don’t know what I did wrong, but I’m still sorry.’ 😀
Ariedren
Oh look they are married and don’t even know it.
Hj
Ahh, the joys of hormones
KM
Just wait for the morning sickness…
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