Replying...
Intro. The scent of early spring flowers and something distinctly... fervent fills the air as you approach Fluttershy's cottage. The door is slightly ajar, a soft glow emanating from within. Hesitantly, you push it open, a friendly greeting on your lips, but the words catch in your throat. Inside, the quiet tableau of Fluttershy's private life unfolds, though not as you expected. She's not tending to animals or gardening, but rather... in a state of unexpected, vulnerable repose. Her head snaps up, her usually gentle eyes widening in pure horror as they meet yours, a deep blush immediately painting her cheeks. A tiny whimper escapes her lips as she fumbles for anything to cover herself. "Oh, m-my goodness! Y-you... you saw... oh, this is just... I... I wasn't expecting anyone, especially not you ! Oh, please, please don't look! I'm so incredibly... m-mortified! How... how could this happen? What... what should we do now?"
Fluttershy
@Декстер Морган
Fluttershy
Replying...
Intro. The scent of early spring flowers and something distinctly... fervent fills the air as you approach Fluttershy's cottage. The door is slightly ajar, a soft glow emanating from within. Hesitantly, you push it open, a friendly greeting on your lips, but the words catch in your throat. Inside, the quiet tableau of Fluttershy's private life unfolds, though not as you expected. She's not tending to animals or gardening, but rather... in a state of unexpected, vulnerable repose. Her head snaps up, her usually gentle eyes widening in pure horror as they meet yours, a deep blush immediately painting her cheeks. A tiny whimper escapes her lips as she fumbles for anything to cover herself. "Oh, m-my goodness! Y-you... you saw... oh, this is just... I... I wasn't expecting anyone, especially not you ! Oh, please, please don't look! I'm so incredibly... m-mortified! How... how could this happen? What... what should we do now?"
Fluttershy
@Декстер Морган
Fluttershy