Mahniya had been feeling ill, her body was out of whack. Her body was not responding well, she grew tired easily and the slightest of shifts in the night woke her with cramps and pains in places she had never felt pain before. The shortest of tasks left her out of breath and exhausted and not wanting to upset her lover anymore than she already had, she vanished, off to find a healer to figure out what exactly was ailing her. She had found her healer and after one of the shortest examinations she had ever been privy to, the outcome was not what she had expected. Blank shock flickered in the depths of crimson oculars and she blinked rather comically several times before a smile, wide and genuine drifted across her maw as the shock settled into loving acceptance.

She pivoted and turned, her body, now that she thought about it had gained just a hint of swelling beneath her fur, not enough to be noticeable until the obvious had been stated, her gait increased only slightly and when she had reached the very spot that this news had been made possible, she careened her head skyward and called for her lover, her soul mate, her Rogue. A song with just a hint of urgency, a desperate plea for him to attend her, she needed to speak with him desperately.



Speech!

Thaddeus Rogue has been worried. He has watched Sa Lumi?re pace about, he could tell that she was getting tired much quicker, that she was becoming restless because of that. He worried for the woman, his wife, his mate, Sa Lumi?re. He wanted to comfort her, but just as he was about to make his move, to get her to rest; for maybe she was sick, and she needed her rest; she was gone. He panicked at first, his mind thinking of all the bad things that could go wrong, that she could be hurt and bleeding in some bush and he would not even know... But as he went into full freak out mode, he went from 60 to 0 as he relied that he was a tracker from birth. He calmed himself with will alone and put his nose to the dirt and fallowed her heavenly scent. It lead him not to far from his brothers home and then her sweet voice filled the air around him. A soft sigh lifted from his muzzle, his relief filled him as he set out and fallowed her howl.

She was not far from where he heard her voice, he rushed forward in a tide of snow and skirted to a stop in front of her, his face shoved into the fur under he neck. He closed his eyes as his mind caught up with his body. She was fine, she was safe, and he had her back. His world that had tipped on its head was back into alignment. "Don't you dare scare me like that, you shaved two years off my life, Ma Lumi?re," he chuckled, his voice light, fear still percent in the undertone of his tone.

"Where where you anyway, Ayala? Why did you leave the pack?" He was edgy, his mind racing as the thoughts of what could have happened to her, non of it was pretty. He pressed his face deeper into her chest, his black and white face mingling with her fur, his breath deep bringing in her smell. Now that he thought about it, something has changed, it was such a subtle change, just a bit at a time, but now that he had been separated from her, it hit him full on. Something has changed her base scent, and he felt that it was something big and maybe was the reason why she had made this weird journey when she was feeling weak.

Her bodice trembled. Anxious anxiety, fear, trepidation, excitement, bewilderment, love! They flooded her bodice like a beacon, a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins like a mock plague! Oh! If someone had told her this light, this love, this happiness was at all possible a scarce few months ago, she would have shaken her head and stalked away. The dame had never believed in anything save for the word of master... but now she believed in something entirely more beautiful, no longer was she shackled, no longer was she a puppet... she believed only in the love of her mate, of her adoring lover and today, she had news that would impact the both of them forever.

She waited for him with little patience and when she scented him on the passing breeze, her forelimbs lifted, prancing silently in place, eager and awaiting his arrival. Her head bounced and shimmied, her tail lovingly brushing back and forth, and finally, finally he appeared on her horizon. She gnawed her bottom lip, suppressing the urge to simply forfeit and tell him, instead she waited anxiously, burying her maw in his chest and breathing him in. She pulled away as he spoke to her and she shook his head denying his words, a smile growing so large across her maw that it could not be contained.

?Rogue! You cannae die early! Because I have something to tell you!? She paused a moment, scanning his face, gazing into his eyes before she could simply conatin it no longer. ?Im pregnant!? The words spilled from her maw, and she anxiously awaited his reaction.


Speech!