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gosh, he hoped medusa got the letter. it would read as below:


sharp and on time, he put an enormous amount of time tonight to get it all ready. he bathed himself with crips salt water then washed himself with rare green frankincense he bought from the local market prior. he smelt divine and masculine, his cologne rich & clean. his fur was groomed and plush. one could say he'd wear a suit if he had one-, so ready and suited to receive her. what was the occasion? to know her more, to discuss important things coming. their children and so much more. their life together.

he sat on a large plate of stone dressed with soft pelts, across from the one medusa would be assigned to. between them, a smooth plate of wood carrying a bottle of expensive wine and two glass cups. he hoped she'd like it-, the willow tree just above the scene like a curtain swaying with the gentle night breeze. crickets sung and the lapping pond was a calming ambient background. hopefully she couldn't hear his heart beating out his chest.. his eyes looked afar, watching the moonlit plains ahead as he patently waited for his wife medusa to show up.


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She had found his letter. And right away, Umbra seemed to make a huge fuss over the woman like a mother hen. Coupled with Nox's help, they threw Medusa into a bath that they had set up shortly after finding the note. They scrubbed her like they had never scrubbed before (especially considering she didn't take regular baths), and made sure she was cleaner than she'd ever been. Her fur was soft and no longer sticking out at odd angles, she was brushed and smelling nice after Nox rubbed her down with a perfume he'd been working on. Nothing that didn't scream Medusa, of course. It was like the smell of the earth after it rained. Easy on the nose and pleasant enough. Her companions were aware of the blossoming romance between their charge, and the man that had come into her life, and they were taking no chances. She deserved more than just the love of family. And as her longest friends, Umbra and Nox always told her she deserved the world. Perhaps this would be her chance. "Medusa Mortem, you be on your best behavior, you hear me? I'm sure you will...but then again, he already knows who you are so..." Umbra sighed as she fretted over the finishing touches. Worried over Medusa's future, wary of the man. But he had been nothing but good to Medusa, and it would seem an unlikely match had blossomed into something nobody had expected. Still...the piebald male was young still. And perhaps that's where Umbra worried. She left her den and headed toward the Willows after they were done prepping and primping her, and while she wasn't used to being so squeaky clean, she had to admit she actually felt pretty nice. Grinning, the masked woman swiftly headed off to join her would-be husband. As she passed through into the sweeping curtains, she saw his masculine form sitting. Waiting. For her. She smiled, her tail wagging softly as her dual-toned gaze fell on the arrangement he had set up. Her head tilted slightly to the side, wondering what all of this meant. What he was up to. But of course, she didn't think it was bad. Just a brand new experience for her. "Erebos looks very nice! And..." She gestured with her paw at everything else, "This is very nice, too!" She carefully studied the layout for a moment, figuring then that she should be sitting across from him if the table set up and his own seating was anything to go by. She approached and took her seat, tail softly waving as she smiled at the man that by this point, meant more to her than she ever thought. "Medusa" | "Érebos"

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she brought out in him a romantic; but Érebos had always been tender to his close ones. selective with his display and often times, taking it seriously when choosing to show vulnerability of any kind. he kept his walls high.. but medusa seemingly went through each and every one of them. would their children do the same? a part of him unsure how good of a father he'd be.. remember his own father to be stern, strict, critical and intense yet in the wee hours of the night-, Érebos could hear his father make his mother laugh. a laugh she never did unless they were alone.. how did Cassius get through such a dangerous wall? and what did this all mean for Érebos? "Is it too much..?" he asked, brows pressing forward as concern washed over him for a moment, ears spaying. her words mattered to him greatly; whether she approved of it or not would determine the mood he'd have for the rest of the night ahead.

sighing, he listened.. remembering she hadn't ever done things like this before. right. "You look beautiful." smooth recovery-, he smiled. eyes looking her over and noticing the change of scent and care she put into herself. refreshing his senses, he admired her. "I wanted to bring you out here tonight to.. discuss the marriage ceremony. If.. that's still what you wanted." he spoke with a deep, accented voice. there needed to be other things discussed as well.

"But I wanted to make you more aware about my family and our traditions." he admitted, shifting his weight as he remained seated, and relaxed for the most part. "The dunamis go far back, before me. I am not the original patriarch and I would lose my power the moment they'd step in boreas. We live by a strict family code, loyal and bonded by blood then duty to one another. as of recently, knowing about your aversions to some of the acts my family may be known for.. I wanted to clarify." Érebos was a sober minded brute. and whether one wanted to admit it or not, Érebos was right to take matters like marriage and children so seriously. All dunamis did. "We are not good wolves. We never have been. We cull defected puppies that would've slowed us down as a whole, we enslave offenders, and we are known to be devious in our game of thrones." his raspy voice spoke. "However so, we believe there are always two sides to a coin. to cull off deformed pups would mean saving it from a poor quality of life it would've had-, and to enslave offenders would not only keep them off the main streets of town but prevent things like this from becoming the norm for my family & I." he took a moment to let it sink in before continuing. "While I sympathize with you love, I cannot turn my back on our traditions for you." he exhaled sharply before adding on, "But I can keep them out of your sight." he offered a compromise, to show her some respect for the past she had. the dunamis were usually a very logical, practical bunch. Érebos was no different.


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"Is it too much..?" She grinned and shook her head, "Medusa has never had something like this done, Erebos has done her a great surprise! And she likes it very much!" More than liked. She loved it! It went to show how much he truly cared for her, and she had known that from just about the start of their relationship despite having never had someone like him before. Or anyone, really. Skeptical as she was at first after Widow's warning, she simply didn't see what Widow had been trying to warn her about. This Erebos clearly wasn't the Erebos that Widow had known...there seemed to be a massive difference, one for which she was truly grateful. ""You look beautiful." Her smile grew wider and she felt a blush flush her cheeks. He brought up the mention of marriage, something they had briefly discussed previously and something she had considered. But she would wait to give him her final answer until he was done speaking, moreso about his family traditions and how the Dunamis worked. She listened with an open ear and an open mind, of course. Churning his words over in her mind as he spoke. While she herself didn't have family traditions of her own, she knew others did. She never really considered traditional stuff, never grew up with it, didn't care for it. She was a free and chaotic soul, and her children were no different. Some form of loose structure? Sure. But nothing so rigid and strict that it would impede on the freedoms and individuality of her family. So when he finished, she considered his words for a moment longer before giving a single nod. "Medusa loves Erebos...so yes, she would like to marry him," She got off her perch and walked over to him, reaching her muzzle up to nestle beneath his. "Medusa wants Erebos to be happy, she does not care what he or his family does, and she will work with Erebos. Medusa knows everyone is different, and has different ideas. Medusa has done her own...things that others don't like, but" She shrugged. Of course she had done questionable things and would continue to do so, likely. After all, her collection of pelts, bones, and other material weren't all just from prey animals...but also from predators and other ahem, wolves. Erebos was young still, after all. Compared to her especially. And he promised to keep certain things out of sight, and that she could live with. Red would be taking Insomnia over in due time and her family would run the legacy she had worked hard for. She expected no less from Erebos and the legacy he and his family also sought to create. "Medusa" | "Érebos"

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he felt his heart swell with gratitude, a genuine smile on his maw as he looked at medusa. she had agreed. sealed the deal and signed off her hand. she came towards him then, nestling in his chest as she spoke on. once she finished, Érebos said, "Then the ceremony shall take place in a few days. I want to be officially married to you before our children arrive." a political man, he couldn't leave out the obvious. "I desire to be your equal in terms of rank, influence and power. I understand you intend to pass insomnia to redrum soon. So till then, allow me to rule with you." he spoke bluntly, honestly- with transparency that was priceless. he knew she'd understand. "I plan to take my own pack in due time, to which you will be our queen.. if you will come that is." he asked, his deep voice trailing.

Érebos came to plant a tender kiss on her lips as they looked at one another, the man was smitten on her. "enough of the boring stuff. How are our puppies? any names you want for them?"


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