awake my soul.
11-30-2013, 10:07 AM
He knew he was being a pitiful husband, and so he would shift his bodice to meet hers more fully - a smile forced upon his lips. It would not do well to give her any reason to feel worse than she already did. He knew she was miserably pregnant, and would remain so until their children entered the world. She spoke, two words that sent a shiver down his spine. It was time, she was certain of it. He nodded, gulping almost audibly. In a matter of hours his family would be significantly larger, even if just one child came forth it would mean an innocent, helpless mouth to feed. He felt her convulse, and instinctively rose to give her more room, whilst remaining close by should she need him. He felt calmer this time, and certainly more dismal. She would beg of him to call someone, and immediately he would move to the entrance of the den, poking just his muzzle out and calling forth Loccian. His melodic tone held a certain urgency as it tapered into the air. Rotating toward her, Maverick would near her bodice and kiss the crown of her head gently. "You've done this once before, I know you can do it again." Words were truly spoken - she was a fighter and a survivor - he was hardly even worried except for the pain she was in. "speeeeech" |