Wisha-pon-our-stars

Sapphire blue audits would rise to meet the gaze of her love, a weak, delicate smile pulling the right end of her lip up, where he had planted a kiss upon her cheek. "I left Alacratian lands during most of my pregnancy to avoid being stressed out and causing any possible harm to the unborn children.. To avoid this." The small woman would say with a labored sigh, leaning into the snow-white, plush fur that she was oh so used to whenever she needed comfort. "Who freed you, from the ivory wolf painted in crimson, and why did they free you? And how long have you been out of there, for?" She would question him, curious to know all of his answers. "I apologize for leaving this land when perhaps we needed each other most, but I had no knowledge of your status, wether you were still kept a slave, or free.. And I also am sorry for giving birth to stillborn pups, even though, my love- you tell me not to blame myself, I always will.. I just want you to know that I love you with every fiber of my being, and that I will never stop loving you, even though, maybe one day we would come to seperate." She would take a deep breath and lean her head into his shoulder, fancying his sheer presence, calming her.