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Summer Year 770 of the New Age

An image from Robin and Lorelei 's ongoing RP, Robin belongs to ScribbleBugg and Lola to me.
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Lorelei blushed a little at Robin's complement and looked away shyly. Lorelei followed Robin under the nicely shaded tree. "Oh this is the perfect spot."She said cheerfully she plopped down next to Robin. Her ear flicked a bit at the ticklish lick and she sighed contently. Finally, Lorelei started twisting Robin's lovely mane into braids with her mouth and horn. They were a little lumpy and messy at first, but once Lorelei got into a nice rhythm they started coming together nicely. She could hear some birds and squirrels playing in the tree above them and her heart grew warm-what a lovely day to be spending with such a close friend. Part way through the braid she took a rest and looking back around at Robin's face and stated innocently "What a perfect place to be." She looked around at the sun peaking through the canopy making little freckles of light on the grassy forest floor. "I really do love it here in Glenmore, don't you agree?"

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Summer Year 770 of the New Age

An image from Robin and Lorelei 's ongoing RP, Robin belongs to ScribbleBugg and Lola to me.
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Lorelei blushed a little at Robin's complement and looked away shyly. Lorelei followed Robin under the nicely shaded tree. "Oh this is the perfect spot."She said cheerfully she plopped down next to Robin. Her ear flicked a bit at the ticklish lick and she sighed contently. Finally, Lorelei started twisting Robin's lovely mane into braids with her mouth and horn. They were a little lumpy and messy at first, but once Lorelei got into a nice rhythm they started coming together nicely. She could hear some birds and squirrels playing in the tree above them and her heart grew warm-what a lovely day to be spending with such a close friend. Part way through the braid she took a rest and looking back around at Robin's face and stated innocently "What a perfect place to be." She looked around at the sun peaking through the canopy making little freckles of light on the grassy forest floor. "I really do love it here in Glenmore, don't you agree?"