His words were broken and nothing close to flowing, but Sen understood him more than enough. This was indeed a friend of Hush's, and so the pale creme boy felt the rest of him relax. Of course, with newborn pups below and behind them, there was still some anxiety as well as concern lingering, but nothing compared to his initial reaction. All was well, and thus he felt much better. This Coszcotl speaks then of the little ones, and of tribute of some sort, and then Sen as a strong father. He almost corrects him, but he refrains. Instead, he's dipping his jaw down and speaking quietly. "Thank you, Coza. That means more than you could ever know." For while he knew very well they were not his by blood- he knew they were his simply because Hush was his, and he would care for her as well as her children. He would be their father, the likes of which they would have never known otherwise. The thought brings a certain memory rushing back to his mind, but he dismisses it, pushing it away and focusing on the present. His present, with Hush, their children, and this friend of hers, Coza- perhaps a new friend of his as well. He doesn't hate the idea. Glancing to the beauty beside him, dark violet eyes lit up with the sight of her.
Though she had just given birth and was so obviously tired- she was radiant, joyful, more than he had ever seen her. She had been happy with him, that was granted- but this, this was something else entirely. She had let that wall down, that thick, unfathomable wall of hers, and she was content and happy to relax completely and utterly with the two males before her- Sen included. He could help the way her smiled seemed to infect him, causing his own to caress his handsome, slender muzzle. And then he had to feel her, to reach out with his muzzle and gently caress first the underside of her jaw and then up along her cheek to her ear, where he gently nipped and nuzzled more into her. He wanted her happy, safe, content- it was all he wanted of her, all he could ask of her. And then she was laughing, that beautiful, wonderful sound of hers that simply melted his heart and made him feel at one with all that surrounded them. It made him happier than he had ever been.
She seems to glance then at him, almost wearily, seeming to wait for his reaction. She gets nothing but a vaguely arched brow, as if to say What. Think you can scare me away that easy? With a breathy chuckle slipping from him, he's melting against her the moment he feels her shoulder pressed against his. Sen of course returns the favour, leaning against him and relishing in their touch, their contact- their bond they had forged so quickly and yet so deeply. Her nuzzling of his neck has her sighing in content, his pale ears perked and eager for her words that she gives Coza. She agrees about him being a strong Father, and pride then swells in his chest. She agrees. She thinks so as well. She accepts him for what he's offered her. Sen is more than overjoyed, but does his best to contain it and to not simply howl out a song of joy. Instead, he simply remains to listen to her words, and whatever words Coza had to offer, since he too is rather curious about this tribute ordeal.
how do you go back when everything
you have ever known is dead and gone |