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The vixen swished her tail slightly looking between the kit and the Jill. The fun thing about the word malaka was that it could mean a number of things including insults but in this instance with the light tone and context it was presented to be friendly banter and would roughly translate to...

Marble would pause and slowly turn to the figure in the shadows as they would make themselves known, seeing them at the end of the road as they come forward calling out to them. Something about an exchange of goods, it would take them a moment to figure out what the Jill was on about. Well this...

This was wonderful, this comfort and warmth, having her close and being safe in the moment. She would shuffle her seat around the circular table so it was easier for her to hold Minerva, feeling the show of affection might be a but much for some, for Marble she also didn't care at this point...

It had been several weeks now since Miothiyle had made her way to Bully harbour and the vixen could say that she was settling in quite nicely. The hunts in the nearby forest were good enough and the beasts she found always got a fair price from the butchers, there was plenty of work down by the...

Miothiyle couldn't help but give out a happy growl as she held Minerva close. At the same time she was a little concerned at how quickly they were drinking and how hard it was affecting them "Ummm glass of water for this one please?" waving at one of the servers passing by and getting a nod...

She enjoyed working with the badger, he was quick to learn and had enough endurance to keep up with the work, plus the extra strength was a bonus with the heavier cargo. Without the crane though there was a lot of backlog with the heavy crates that were far too large for a team of beasts to move...

The next two drinks arrived, offering a thank you and a coin to pay for the alcohol, consider if she should get some food for the pair of them to help Minerva better handle the Alcohol. The arctic fox burying their head into her neck and Marble couldn't help but nuzzle back. When she asked her...

The red fox was trying to keep her excitement and hide the blush she had, finishing up her drink and clearing her throat as she looks away. "Another?" Trying to quickly distract her partner from the shyness she was now showing. Stiffening and giving a cute little yelp as she felt Minerva coiling...

"Well actually it is a reference to a poet of our past. She would write sonnets about her wife so it become slang to refer to woman who were into women as followers of Sappho and then shortened to Sapphics." With a slight chuckle and then a moment of thought. She would continue with a...

She would tilt her head watching as Minerva seemed to be confused by some of her explanations, something that wasn't entirely unexpected that this was an issue. Marble was from a culture to the far south of the imperium which was then south of where Minerva were from, neither of their mother...

Sitting across from he other vixen and settling in to what she expected to be a quiet night, not quite realising that her companion was having a slight internal conflict about her choice of clothing. In the hotter emerald isles it wasn't uncommon for people to be more exposed in lightweight...

Miothiyle was quiet, it wasn't necesserily that Minerva would be opposed to her different but more so that the other vixens culture and upbringing might. If they could get past that or not and truely love Marble for herself regardless of her difference was what made her nervous, would she even...

It was overwhelming, all of the things that had happened in the last few hours, what was still to be done, but holding the hand of Minerva she felt safe. She would give a soft gasp being caught by surprise as the vixen pulled them in to a deep kiss, Marble's tail going stiff for a moment before...

Marble couldn't help but smile as she saw the arctic fox's ears perk up and tail start to wag. Tilting her head and nuzzling under the others snout and resting on her chest. "I am not lying about anything." Trying to keep the volume of her voice level, not wanting to sound angry or upset. "I...

An uncertain nod, shrugging off her gear and the torn shirt so that the other may tend to the gash across her chest. By the looks of it the arrow had skimmed across her chest, cutting into the soft tissue of her breast causing it to bleed quite a lot but utlimatly not a serious wound. She did...