[Spontoon] The Glass Goose: Warm Nobikini Welcome [PLUG]
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After they'd laid the leis on the newcomer's shoulders, the native vixen glanced past them to the plane's hatch, an expectant look on her face which soon changed to one of disappointment. She turned to Gwen and spoke in Spontoonie, nodding at Dorothy and Jane and then pointing at the airplane. The mellow orange furred vixen shrugged, and replied, her speech as fluent to the feline and rabbit's ears as if she was a native herself.
The vulpine pilot then turned to the otter, and spoke to her in the same lyrical tongue, waving toward the far end of one of the forested hills of the northernmost large island. The slender female nodded gravely, plucking the flower from her hair and handing it to her, then turned, untying her grass skirt and dropping it with a rustle to the planks of the dock, revealing a scant loincloth beneath. She casually stepped up to the edge and slipped into the water, vanishing under the barest ripple in the water.
Loretta turned to the cat and rabbit and indicated the curvaceous native vixen. "This is Kaleia, daughter of Kamamela. We just sent Nolakeli to get her cousin Malakeli and Miss Junko from the 'Mermaid's Cave'."
Gwen nodded and turned, introducing the Jane and Dorothy to the vixen, who developed a dubious expression on her face as she looked them over. The sandy haired vixen let out a chuckle and shook her head, explaining something to her kindred, leaving both newcomers wondering what they might be saying about them.
Loretta noted their discomfort and leaned over to explain with an uncomfortable expression on her face. "Kaleia's... um... wondering if you two are... um... dating or something."
Dorothy's eyes flared indignantly as a blush spread across her faintly striped features. "What is it with the natives out here? What's so darn unusual about two females traveling together that everybody assumes we must be lesb..."
Gwen self consciously cleared her throat and cut her off, blushing a little herself. "Uh... That impression might be my fault, actually. It's 'cause of the blue flag."
Art and story ©
warren
After they'd laid the leis on the newcomer's shoulders, the native vixen glanced past them to the plane's hatch, an expectant look on her face which soon changed to one of disappointment. She turned to Gwen and spoke in Spontoonie, nodding at Dorothy and Jane and then pointing at the airplane. The mellow orange furred vixen shrugged, and replied, her speech as fluent to the feline and rabbit's ears as if she was a native herself.
The vulpine pilot then turned to the otter, and spoke to her in the same lyrical tongue, waving toward the far end of one of the forested hills of the northernmost large island. The slender female nodded gravely, plucking the flower from her hair and handing it to her, then turned, untying her grass skirt and dropping it with a rustle to the planks of the dock, revealing a scant loincloth beneath. She casually stepped up to the edge and slipped into the water, vanishing under the barest ripple in the water.
Loretta turned to the cat and rabbit and indicated the curvaceous native vixen. "This is Kaleia, daughter of Kamamela. We just sent Nolakeli to get her cousin Malakeli and Miss Junko from the 'Mermaid's Cave'."
Gwen nodded and turned, introducing the Jane and Dorothy to the vixen, who developed a dubious expression on her face as she looked them over. The sandy haired vixen let out a chuckle and shook her head, explaining something to her kindred, leaving both newcomers wondering what they might be saying about them.
Loretta noted their discomfort and leaned over to explain with an uncomfortable expression on her face. "Kaleia's... um... wondering if you two are... um... dating or something."
Dorothy's eyes flared indignantly as a blush spread across her faintly striped features. "What is it with the natives out here? What's so darn unusual about two females traveling together that everybody assumes we must be lesb..."
Gwen self consciously cleared her throat and cut her off, blushing a little herself. "Uh... That impression might be my fault, actually. It's 'cause of the blue flag."
Art and story ©
warren
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 930 x 700px
File Size 166.8 kB
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warren! I'm sure he'd be happy to chunk a Clipper into the mix somehow...
warren! I'm sure he'd be happy to chunk a Clipper into the mix somehow...
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