Dance with me tonight

Phoebe wiggled excitedly when Natalya finally looked up at them again and declared that the gods approved of them and invited Conan to join their family. Her gaze darted up to her love's face with anticipation, but she wouldn't be kept waiting. He answered without hesitation, making Phoebe even more certain that this was the right decision for her life. He was strong and resolute, traits she and her daughters certainly needed more of to keep them on track. She had always been more of a wanderer and a free spirit so she knew Hera and Aura deserved to have someone in their lives that they could lean on and protect them. Conan had saved her life that first night on that island and now he was back, apparently ready and eager to continue protecting her.

A huge smile broke out over her muzzle and her tail wagged furiously behind her, completely overwhelmed by the sudden positive turn in her life. The last few months had been nothing but difficult and now things were finally turning around. She laughed and leapt up, throwing her forearms around Conan's thick neck and nuzzling her face into the fur on his neck. "I love you so much." She dropped back down onto her own paws with a giddy laugh, before turning toward her sister and jogging over to her, throwing her neck around her in a tight embrace. "Thank you, sister," she whispered. Natalya must now how much this meant to her, how much she adored this gray and red scarred man.

She bounced back with a gasp, her tail wagging furiously. "We can have the festival we were talking about before now with mine and Conan's wedding! Maybe we can find Hera and Aura a match too!" She wiggled and turned back toward Conan, a huge grin on her muzzle. "Oh I can't wait for you to meet them. Hera is a headstrong little thing, but Aura is such a sweetheart." Padding forward, she nuzzled his chest with a happy sigh. "I know they'll love you once they get to know you. I've felt so guilty about them not having a father figure, but now they will."



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