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When Solveiga mentioned being taught by him, Regulus nodded without hesitation, which in turn brought a grin to her face. He was so kind. She was so grateful to have found him today, and to have become a member of his pack. "Thank you, I'm glad to hear that," she said softly, bowing her head to him a bit to show gratitude. Hopefully they didn't have to start right away, though. She hoped to put off the embarrassment that would surely arise from such a lesson.
Her mind was pulled away from such thoughts, however, when the man smiled brightly and said that when he was born, his mother had thought he was white and covered in her blood. Solveiga laughed a bit, nodding when he said he was glad it was just him. "As am I," she said. "And I suppose it would depend on the mother. If she were colorful too, you would have quite a vivid litter of pups on your hands." At this she laughed more brightly, imagining a rainbow of puppies prancing around. "But if she had more muted colors, like me for instance..." Immediately Solveiga stopped and her ears tilted back again shyly. She had been about to ponder over how the colors might come through, perhaps in a mix or perhaps dominated by his red. But then she had brought herself into it, making her the hypothetical mother of his children, and in her timid nature the poor young woman had been unable to continue. She hoped she hadn't embarrassed him too; after all, she certainly did not mean anything by it.
Luckily the silence did not persevere much longer, as Regulus was now asking the small woman what part of his family history she wished to hear. She sighed a bit in relief and looked gratefully up at the man. She was not all that talented at holding conversations. "I think I'd like to hear the more recent history," she responded, smiling gently as she wrapped her tail around her hip on one side. "How Celestial came to be, and how you grew up to become its king," she added, her smile growing and her tail wagging lightly against the ground.
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