A Moment to Spare

Erani's eyes sharpened at first, and Chrysanthe noticed, but it didn't deter her from finishing her thought. These were words that she had kept to herself, that she hadn't told anyone else, and honestly she needed the second, wiser opinion. As much as she wanted to be completely independent, she knew that she was far from being able to do and understand it all on her own - that was where her family came in, and for this, for Erani's willingness to listen, she was grateful. Yet it didn't seem that she exactly approved of her actions with this male - because as soon as the secret was out and she knew just how far that the yearling had taken things with this male, she was worried. The idea of pregnancy made Chrysanthe's stomach flip, her blue eyes widening.
Children? But she was just a child. She swallowed hard, looking down at her paws as she thought of the moment she had shared with Gideon. As odd and marvelous and terrifying as it had been to be so close to him, it... was something that she should start regretting, wasn't it? Erani was too kind to scold her, and as she spoke Chrys could hear the strong mothering tone, and knew to take these words seriously. Erani thought she was too young, too young to be throwing herself at someone older than her - someone that, unbeknown to Erani, had a kingdom to run. The female hated admitting it, but her guardian was probably right.
For now, she had no yearning to rebel, to say that she was confident and mature and could make this decision and he had been interested in her hadn't he? She hadn't been a spur of the moment thing, had she? It was a cycle of thought and emotion that made her feel more tired than any fight or spar that she had been in had. "He's older." He was also ridden with responsibility and part of a pack she knew nothing about. "Seracia doesn't seem to be a bed place." She... had the power to go make sure of that, didn't she? Yet the thought was discarded, the last thing that she needed to do was kick up feelings and dust and see him when she should probably start avoiding him all together.
And then Erani changed the subject, and Chrysanthe was glad that she did. Thoughts of Gideon James were painful and if she was going to listen to Erani's advice, she would do well to start forgetting about him now. "I do - how many of them do you think there are?" She asked, tentative for a moment. Slowly she moved her muzzle toward the white fae's stomach, letting her nose press against her ribs. The beta pulled back though, surprised when she swore that she felt one kick. "They're lively aren't they?" She asked, feeling excited for Erani's little brood. Still though, the feeling of being replaced lingered - she had simply learned to swallow it down, just like she had done with Collision. Her more... ugly feelings had no place here, not when the situation called for so much joy. "Talk like this."