Lake Lewisia #648

[scrubjayspeaks]

"What if she doesn't like it here, any more than I liked it where I came from," she asked as she looked down on their sleeping newborn, all pink skin and tiny bone nubs where her horns would one day grow in. One partner teased, "I think we have some time before she moves out and we need to schedule weekly check-ins," and she gave a little laugh despite herself. Her other partner, his own horns missing their gold caps and leather straps on account of the unscheduled midnight birth, pulled her close and said, "We all find where we belong, and right now, you both belong with us."

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