Three Minds One Heart.
The sculptured shape of Parrum N’arrok cast a shadow as the being moved to sit before its companion. Over both their naked russet bodies the golden flush of breeding readiness accentuated their fine features. A gentle humming began and their violet elongated eyes closed, the long dark lashes sweeping over dusky cheeks. They joined hands and trembled as their bodies began the process of expulsion. With rhythmic undulations in their muscles, an opening became evident. Through a distended tube in their chests a capsule of milky clotted matter appeared. For both of the beings, the effort involved in expelling the capsules made them sweat slightly, but no other outward sign of distress showed. The envelopes distorted as they squeezed through the outer sphincter and each being lifted their four-fingered hands to cradle them as they emerged. Once gently held the shape of the capsules changed. The outer soft shell developed a covering of thick sticky moisture and the capsules themselves grew, quickly doubling in size. The beings reverently turned and placed the capsules in an incubator with infinite care. Once beside each other, the capsules flattened, their edges touching. The contact caused them to glow softly and the miracle of creation began as they merged to form one single entity. With the lid of the incubator lowered and fastened, the beings seated themselves and sighed, Parrum nodding with wistful satisfaction. “E’ssart tells me it’s your first.” The companion nodded, a tired smile on its face. “Yes. When the cycle began I was happy to learn you found me suitable. It is auspicious to have such a celebrated partner for my first time. I’m sure our genetic material will create a commendable individual.” Parrum sighed and smiled. “Well we’ll never know will we? For myself, I wanted to give my experience to help you. Given your age…and the fact that this is your first cycle…I know how confusing it can be.” The smile warmed the being’s heart, the young companion so eager to please. “Thank you Parrum, I am honoured.” The older being sat forward and brushed its fingers over the head of its partner. “ H’romm would you like to indulge?” A flush of a different hue washed over H’romm’s body. The eyes darkened and the tips of the pointed ears curled. “You would recognise me so?” Parrum smiled softly, its melodic voice deepening. “Yes, I find you worthy.” Tears of deep blue shimmered and the downy hair that covered the lithely muscular body rose. “Oh Parrum…I am privileged!” With indulgent gentleness Parrum guided the younger being to a comfortable lounge and they lay together. Taking the lead, Parrum placed its hands either side of H’romm’s head and waited patiently while H’romm sited trembling hands the same way. In a whispering lilt, Parrum asked,
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