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Posted on July 6, 2013 at 03:23:29 AM by Kane
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I knew it could be dangerous to come here and yet I would suffer Makism's wrath any day to see Sinopa. Perhaps I can seek an agreement with him like I did with the king before him, Weylin, but I have a feeling it won't be as easy since I did fight him. In my favor, he challenged ME, not the other way around. I'll give him some more time to feel secure in his leadership over Glorall. At least it wasn't a total loss for him. He did manage to take over a pack, anyway. Had to let his bulkier mate take the fight for him but hey, I'm not judging. I'm still not too sure on that male on male mating thing, sounds a little confusing and more than a little gross to me but again, not judging. Shaking the thoughts from my mind, I focus instead on the scent of my soul growing ever closer. My tail starts wagging, my ears pricking forward, lips tugging into an affectionate smile. My gold and blue eyes light up as she comes into view but as I notice the swollen bulge at her stomach, my lips crinkle down and my ears flick back, eyes faltering a bit as puzzlement clouds my gaze. Is she...pregnant? Surely not. Who would the father be? Jealousy fills my gut as I stiffen in response, my tail wavering in its wags as I wait for her to get closer. Surely this is just my eyes playing tricks on me. But as she draws near, I see that it is no trick. She is indeed noticably bigger. Either Glorall is getting all the good meat this spring or she is expecting young ones. She sits down before me as my eyes continue to study her intently, waiting for her to explain. Instead, all I get is a greeting and a comment about how I always seem to find her when she's in a bad way. Of course, I wouldn't call this a bad way at all, besides the fact that I'm dying to know who did this to her. She is practically glowing with the anticipation. She is awe inspiring. She grins at me jokingly, her eyes expectant of something from me. Does she expect me to be angry or take this with a smile and a grain of salt? I stare at her a bit longer, really taking her in before I finally sigh and offer a small smile. "You don't look a mess. You look beautiful. And pregnant. Sinopa...may I ask who the father is? I know it's none of my business. I just..." I falter on the right words, frowning as my brows draw together. My tail flicks behind me, betraying my frustration with this. Kane_male_bound to Sinopa_mate to Isola_father to Achilles_son of Kiska&Devil May Cry_High King of Diveen_six years old |
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