Imena would quickly explain herself, she would do her best to cause Twig to relax. To see the reasoning she offered, and it would sink in rather well. Her body language would further reveal her purely good intentions and Twig would listen to her story. As she revealed her anger the dark pelted she wolf would slowly draw closer, and Twig would do her best to suppress a low growl. She was so tired of having to be helped. All she wanted to do was be independent, to take care of herself, to protect herself. All she could feel was irritation at the world and how it would not allow her to keep herself safe. Instead she would sigh as Imena brought herself closer and would offer a comforting lick. Her words would impressively bring comfort to the confused and hurt girl, she found sense in the words offered to her. She was right about her children too, they were not the ones at fault, their sire was. He deserved her anger and not the innocent lives within.
She would think about her response, unsure what even to say. That she would try her best for them, that she would raise them as well as she could? What would Themisto think? As though her thoughts would summon him his voice would reach her ears melodically. Eager to see him her head would quickly swivel to take in his jovial form. She felt so pup like when she saw him, her ears would fall as her tail began to knock at the earth. A soft whine would leave her lips as she stood to greet the healer.?"Themisto!" she would enthusiastically start her greeting, but she would become shy before her slate covered legs brought her to the man. She would lower her head and tail, the thoughts she held previously overtaking her. What would he think of her condition??"I'm happy to see you, her voice showing the obvious pleasure she held with being in his presence,?"There's something you should know.." She would remember Imena sitting just a few steps away and her head would tilt in her direction.?"Um, this is Imena, she's from Valhalla. She's been consoling me since I found out that.." she would pause, her gaze shifting to her dark paws. Quietly she would finish her statement,?"Themisto, I'm pregnant." Her orchid gaze would return to his sun-hewn eyes, tears would start to well up within her. They would spill over as she listened for what he would say.?
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"Speech"
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