The journey was nothing to the now seasoned warrior, but on the other hand, for his wife, it seemed like a different story. Her body was becoming heavy with the growing pups in her womb and the move back to the island was taking its toll on her. On more than one occasion he would feel Maija press against him, putting a good amount of her weight on him, trying to keep herself from tiring out. Taurig would accept her weight without question, hold her up with his seemingly like rock solid body, keeping the trio moving along at a moderate pace as they neared the shore. He was rather hesitant to allow his wife to enter the frigid water in her condition, but the sound of her body crashing through the water reached his ears only moments after having reached the shore. He would feel the absence of her warmth and with a gentle nudge from Sibelle the Re would dip into the chilled waters, powerful limbs striking out as he swam up to Maija, jaws clamping gently over her tail as he had done on their first cross.
It wouldn't be much longer until his paws touched down on the solid soil of their island, jaws releasing his wife's tail as he pulled himself up onto the shore behind her, putting a good distance from her in order to properly shake himself free of as much as he could. Once sufficiently dry, he would move back towards where Maija was, following the sound of her paw steps and wet scent as she led them back to their den. He would listen with a gentle smile as his wife thanked his sister, waiting for the telltale sound of fading pawsteps that would tell him Sibelle had headed off before he would turn to follow Maija back into their new den, mindful to duck his skull so he wouldn't bump his face.
A tantalizing scent tickled his nostrils as they walked in; rabbit. As well of his pack members, Byakuro as his wife so easily recognized. Nape bristled slightly, part of him not liking that another male had been so close to his and his wife's sleeping quarters, but he would let go of his unease. Byakuro meant them no harm after all. He was simply trying to look after Maija as everyone was. Limbs would fold beneath the titan once he reached the back of the den, spine pressing against the back of the den, feeling the brush of the dead rabbit against his forepaws as his wife nudged the meal towards him. He would smile, muzzle shifting the morsel back towards her. You need it more than I do my treasure. He would murmur, surprise lighting up his dark features when she asked him if he wanted to feel his children squirming in her womb. He would nod quietly, scooting closer to her as he allowed his skull to incline towards her belly, pressing his right against her warm flesh, waiting for his babies to kick for him.
OOC: such a lame post ;-;
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