Let's Catch Up

*Demonio* · 06-22-2013, 12:31 PM

He was a warrior, a man who would charge into battle any day, as long as his reasons for doing so were justified. Emotions weren't strangers to him, but her certainly wasn't the kind to go around flaunting them or even letting on that they affected him in way. He was careful around others, keeping himself guarded, putting up the warrior's front rather than who he actually was. But when he was with Desdemona and his best friend Chrys, that warrior fa?ade was no longer needed. They both knew who he was really was, so trying to cover it up would be a waste of him. And he didn't want to cover up the real him with them. They were his family and he needed his family to see him for who he was, not who he wanted them to see him as. And they did. And obviously they accepted him, or else he wouldn't be married to wife and he wouldn't be here talking to his best friend. Best friend. He would've never pegged himself for ever having a best friend, and yet that's what Chrysanthe would be for him for the rest of his life. So long as she wished to be. He would never force anything from that she didn't want.

A light chuckle slipped past his pale lips as she poked his muzzle with her own nose, always the fun youngster he remembered, just a bit older, more filled out and with an important duty now. He could see a slight hesitation about her at the mention of being present during the birthing of his pups, but she agreed to be there regardless. He was well aware of the reputation Tortuga carried and he knew they weren't exactly well-liked throughout the other packs, but in that moment he wasn't a Tortugan asking a Valhallan to come. He was Demonio asking Chrysanthe to be there for one of the most important events in his life. She was his family, and he felt that she had the right to be there. He wanted to share the moment with her after all. A nod of gratitude was presented to the young queen. Thank you. You will have nothing to worry about. I will personally escort you from our borders into my home so you can bare witness. Anyone who has objections with that will be answering to me. He knew his promise probably didn't hold as much weight given the fact that he held no high rank, but it was a promise regardless. Rank or no rank, would safely see her into his home and bring her to witness the birth of his children. He knew Desdemona would have no objections.

Though she didn't say anything in regards, he could see the shock written all over her face. Was she that surprised that he was married to the now queen of Tortuga? A crimson blushed attacked his cheeks as he ducked his head. Had she not expected that from him? He didn't blame her. He hadn't exactly expected that either, to ever be married to a queen, but that's kind of the way things had turned out. He wasn't sure if she saw that as a bad thing or not, given the shaky new alliance they had, but she seemed pretty happy for him as she spoke, crown raising to meet hers, mismatched gaze on her own azure. You're something else Demonio. Here you are, madly in love with a litter on the way, and you still don't see how amazing you are. If anything you two deserve each other. But I think that she's lucky to have you. There was that blush again, even hotter this time. It made him feel good about himself knowing that Chrysanthe truly approve of his marriage to Desdemona. She probably would've accepted it even if he'd been married to some other woman, but he liked knowing that she was happy that he was with his true soul mate.

It's good to see you happy Demonio, you were so worried before. You had better take care of yourself. And perhaps, one day, I'll see you leading beside Desdemona? He chuckled. You really don't know how much it means to me Chrysanthe that you support me like this. It makes me truly happy to be able to call you a friend, perhaps even my best friend if you allow it. And you don't even have to worry about me taking care of myself. You know I always do. A shrug lifted his shoulders as she mentioned the idea of him leading beside Desdemona. Maybe, maybe not. I've never really seen myself as an alpha type. But enough about me. What about you? How has your love life progressed? Surely you have found someone? Haunches folded beneath the massive brute as he sat before the young queen, curious as to how her own love life was developing.

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