azrael
▻ svarga (x azrael) ◅
She felt little about Azrael’s youthful loss. Truly, holding his parent’s final resting place was probably all that really mattered. For herself, she did not think she had been wrong for choosing him with such a flimsy excuse. Many lost battles - the sanctuary was a place that was meant to treat them back to health, afterall, so she had seen plenty.
She doesn’t usually venture very many places, but the shoreline was beautiful in the morning and she decides to take advantage of it. She makes her way down, the edge of Sanctuary meeting with her Chosen’s own home territory. Her belly is swollen with his gift, her own body cherishing its purpose made complete. She feels what her mother had described to her, the fulfillment and satisfaction - but also the immense adoration that brought her muzzle around multiple times to nose at the roundness.
She had not been available to find her Chosen since their couplings beneath the jungle waterfall, amidst the pool and the flying weeping willow leaves and branches. She would be proud to show him what had quickened within, to show him his virility was secure, even if his youth had stolen his crown.
Her trot is floating, her horn hooked ears pricked as she spots him and crosses from her portion of the territory into his own. "The sea is not a god to which it would be wise to pray. It is tricksy, fickle, and terribly temperamental. It would be more right to pray to the earth that hems it in, or perhaps to an ancestor who had gods-given wisdom you wish they’d impart." She smiles, though, once she gives her advice as Priestess, and again becomes mortal and woman. "Do you not notice something is changed about me?"
PRIESTESS OF PARADISE’S SANCTUARY
▻ mare - bhimthadi - sooty bay tobiano sabino - 15.0 hh ◅