The Beginnings of a Choir
09-18-2014, 10:48 PM
Of all the words that would have come out of his mate's mouth the news she had for him was possibly the last he would have expected. He wasn't sure why he was so surprised, she had been in heat the day they reunited, but still her words were a shock. He lifted his head to pull away enough to look down into her eyes, his light blue gaze wide with surprise as he searched hers to make sure there was no hint of deception or joking there. They were going to be parents. They were going to be parents! For several beats he could only sit there in stunned, frozen silence, but when the words started to sink in a huge, joyful grin broke out across his muzzle. "Parents... We're... Y-You mean...?" His tail thumped against the ground behind him and he immidiately pulled her back into a tight embrace. Not only had he been reunited with the love of his life but now she was going to be the mother of his pups. They were going to be parents. His neck curved around hers and a giddy laugh left his muzzle as the excitement overwhelmed him. Pulling back again, he covered her beautiful face in tender kisses, barely able to sit still from the excitement as he thought about this new step in their lives. He wanted to run and tell every wolf he knew, to shout from the mountaintops of how much he loved his mate and how much he already loved the pups growing inside of her. Slowly the real idea of the matter would begin to dawn on him. They weren't just going to be parents. He was going to be a father. Pride swelled up in him, but with it a hint of worry. Would he be a good father? And what if he had a daughter? Oh gods, how was he going to deal with her finding her own mate one day... He stopped his snowballing thoughts and focused his gaze back on Surreal with another small laugh. "You only prove to be more and more of a blessing to me, Surreal," he said quietly as he kissed her cheek again, slowly beginning to calm down and settle into the idea. Something he had been pondering for several days came to mind and this new revelation only made his resolve to follow through with it even stronger. He didn't want his children to have his father's legacy to follow them. He had forged his own path and he wanted that to be good for its own sake. Falk wasn't sure how Sibelle would take it when she found out about it, but that would have to be a bridge he crossed later. After what Sibelle told him the last time he saw her he really didn't feel like she had any place to judge his decision. "Surreal... I don't want our children to have my name. Armada, I mean. I've been thinking about asking your mother to marry us... and if she agrees I would like to take your last name." He smiled softly and gently kissed her forehead. "Your family has been more family to me than most of my own blood has been. I don't want my family's past to be tied to our children. I want them to grow up to be like you." Speech Thought Others |
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