Those Who Fight Further

Bane gave a long lick on the side of Tahlia's muzzle and let out a rumble of satisfaction when she pawed at the base of his neck. The way she smiled her beautiful smile with that relaxed and giddy look on her face made Bane push his tongue into her muzzle and rake along a row of upper fangs. The male stopped mid-lick when his mate opened her golden eyes and her smile softened upon hearing his worrys. Tahlia leaned her head back against the ground as she relaxed and with a hush tone, verbalized her confidence in him. "I know... it's just that... as the years went by without my first mate I began to question my a ability to produce healthy pups. And seeing their bloodied motionless bodies... I cannot bare the thought of seeing anything like that again." During the pauses in his wording the grey wolf would give a lick or two into Tahlia's maw.

"And when I finally did produce offspring it seamed that no weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. Because they weren't ours." Bane lifted a hind leg over Tahlia so he was straddling her, his mate nuzzling his neck and giving a lick along a scarred cheek. A fire was burning in him, the greying wolf lay shifting himself further down along her stomach. "A week or two more of caring for Alena... then it will just be with you for a while, then our pups. And as far as ideas go, I do have one and one only, and these next few days that idea will go along the lines of this."

-Fade-