Mornings With Decisions [Demonio]

This was the first night in a long time that he had been able to sleep peacefully. Nightmares of his sister's death did not plague him during his slumber. instead of nightmares, he had dreamt of his beloved Desdemona, a bit into the future, her belly heavy with his children. He was bringing her food, a nice plump deer for her to eat for herself and their growing children. His chest swelled with pride, still unable to believe that such an amazing woman like his woman was going to have his children.


And then a slight tug to his ear broke the dream, the beautiful scene before him dissolving into darkness. Demonio stirred, his bi-colored gems blinking slowly as he awoke from his dream, a huge yawn splitting his jaws wide, a high-pitched slipping through before he shook his head gently, chasing away the sleepiness. His mate's divine ivory frame came into view, her jaws clamped gently over his audit as she tugged on it to wake him. I'm awake, I'm awake. he mumbled huskily, reaching up to grab her own audit in return and give it a gentle tug, a playfull smile curling his jaws. He released her ear as he stood, limbs extending, first his forelimbs and then his hindlimbs, joint popping with satisfaction, a quick shake given to his pelt. A light leap was given, clearing his beloved's mass easily, turning only to plant a kiss across her cheek before he strode to the entrance of their den, lids falling closed as he soaked in the morning sun. Shall we seek our king? He called to Desdemona, tail wagging gently as he walked forward, turning to glance back at his mate as he waited for her to catch up. Today they would request their formal mateship from the king.



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