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A Father's Lullaby

"I want you to say things are alright, and you’re coming home soon, silly Jenzu…"

"I’m ‘fraid I can’t say that, girlie. I’m tryin’, though."

"Well, hurrup, we miss you lots, yup."

The roar’s and screeches she’d been trying so hard to ignore grew louder and louder, until there was nothing. M’chumba waited a pause, hoping. Praying that she would hear her mate’s voice again.

"… Jenzu…?

The only sound that came through was the scraping of teeth against the skull, and the gurgles of a geist.

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"Ya sure ya don' gotta brothah named Socks? O' Kilt? O' Sleeves?! An' whe'ah did ya teefs go?! AN WHY IS YA' FACE BURNT? AAAH! Ya funneh lookin'. Ah like ya. Ya my new frien'."

Before bed, here’s some M’chumba harassing Retro. Prolly didn’t get all her details right yet cuz I wasn’t looking at a reference.

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Et's like et stays dat weh.... wit'out aneh kinna help.... Ah mus' learn dese tricks...

This silly little doodle popped into my head this morning. So I drew it. M’chumba is not sure what to think of Retro’s… well.. Retro. ITS A’HAWK-OFF!

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Sand Cat (Felis margarita) teaching the lions how to roar

By Ami 211

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Ah love mi Jenzulu, wit' all mi heart~

((Super-quick sketch-thing of Jenzulu and his mate, M’chumba, all snuggly. c: M’chumba belongs to izzeibean~. <33))

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Aaaah, lookit my li'le girlie! She's so cute.

C:

((So maybe you’re having a bad day, or things aren’t quite as sunny as you’d like.. in any sense.

Here’s a 6-7 year old Kunda being happy-go-lucky and running from.. or after… IDK. Kako? Tas? :3 Who knows~.

<3333))

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Red Sand Dunes, Mui Ne, Vietnam. (por Flash Parker)

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Life has nevah felt mo' complete, now dat Li'le Kunda be en et.

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Little Bright Eyes

Truth be told, he’d been terrified all but the entire way through.

And he wasn’t even the one having the baby!

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A panicked squeak snuck it's way from M'chumba's lips as she scrambled back against the hut.

"J-jenzulu, please." It was a pathetic sound that she made. And still, the seven foot massive male advanced. He crawled on his hands and knees, eyes locked on her form.

"C'mon, my little chickadee. Ah ain' gonna hurt'cha... fo' long." His eyes then turned onto her rounded stomach, tongue flicking out to lick the base of his tusk.

"J-jen... Jen, please, no.."

Still, the crazed druid didn't stop. With her spine flat against the hardened leather wall of their home, she whimpered. He growled, looming right over her.

"Wha'? Don'cha love me, chickadee? Don'cha wanna make me happeh, Choo?" His words came out as a hiss. "Didn'cha say ya was mine?" His hand lifted, setting on her extended belly. For a moment, his touch is affectionate. Claws dragged tenderly over the bump in a caress. It was short lived, though. The hand shot up to her neck, gripping it tight. She choked out a sound and grabbed for him with her one hand. "Ya mine, ya hear? Mine. Ah don' wanna see ya wit' aneh othah mon. Ah ain' gonna share. Ya. Mine."

And he squeezed. Even when the tears rolled freely from the little Sandfury's eyes and down her cheeks, he squeezed. Her breath hitched in her through and chest pulled. She grew desperate for air in no time, until finally, her eyes rolled back.

Just before she lost consciousness, she woke up with a start.

“Wha’s de mattah, girleh…? Shuahly ya ain’ afraid ‘a de dark…”

((I guess this is what Jen looks like if he ever goes insane! 8D”))

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Sand Cats by Carin Rhoden

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After Ah'm done bein' pregnant an' everything, gonna... gonna do somet'ing like dis in de citeh, mhm! A nice place to hide fo' people wantin' quiet.

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Almost Time

The days are getting longer and longer, it feels like.

It probably doesn't help that I'm stuck in the hut more often than not, now.

I'm so faaaaaaaaaat. Fatty fat FAAAAT.

But that's okay.

I'm fat with life! Does that make sense?

Anyways!

Plus One is always hungry, so I've been eating a lot, yep. Lots of raw meats. The bloodier the better, yum! Oh, and fruits are good, too. Mama Mai says that it's gonna be soon, now. She said that I look like I'm ready to pop. Is that a bad thing? Jenzulu likes to sing to my tummy. I know I like it, too. And I'm sure Plus One appreciates it. He has a nice voice, even when he talks. Which he's been doing a lot to plus one. Jenjen's so excited! I think he forgot how nervous he is to be a papa.

I'm still nervous. I'm nervous and excited! And scared.

What if I can't be a good mama? What if something goes wrong? What if something happens to Plus One? What if the Cultists come back? what if they try to take my baby?

All these what ifs are scary. Very scary. Maybe I should tell Jen about them again, because he hugs me when I do. He hugs me and tells me he loves me, and he makes everything better....

This is a good idea. I want a hug.

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We Built a Family

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Ready to Pop

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