Count on It [puppy birthing]
02-11-2013, 08:16 PM
The ashen based beast would remain with his head locked over his lover, eyes staring down in sheer adoration of the lives she had delviered into the world. A smile stained upon his lips his xanthous eyes swallowed them whole, taking every exact piece of them to memory. Oh, but he wished to have titles for them, titles that would declare their independency and set them apart from anyone in all of alacritia. Their thin bodies pulling supplments and nourishment from their mother, only made him ponder, what would they do? Valhalla was gone, what would he seek out to protect his family? He could only protect against so many...Where was Cairo...He knew where Erani and the boy's children were, but as far as Cairo....he was completely vanished. Lost in thought the lord would be brought to a slow vibration in his lover, alarming at first he realized that it was another she was sending her attention to. Eyes would grow upwards and he would place his sights on Chrysanthe. Cairo's daughter. What was she doing so near? Nevermind, he smiled politely and reared from his wife to move near her skull. He knew very well she didn't want to hurt they babe, she was merely being protective. Mother's intuition. He would nod gently to her, a smile warming his features and the canine would watch as Soleil invited her to come see their youth. Collision noticed for the first time that Chrysanthe really did look like his only daughter, so peculiar. So peculiar indeed, especially considering they weren't related by blood, only by adoption. Still, Soleil had offered the white genetics the young woman bore, him the brunette mask...it made sense. Oddly enough though, Chrysanthe only had two-thirds of her head wrapped in the warm brunette, such an odd pattern, but it didn't subtract from his sister in the slightest. His gaze would follow the course of his lover's body. She had done so perfectly, even in pregnancy it had been no secret how completely attracted to her he was, and now it was going to remain that way. No secret. They were both far too young to pretend things were off limits. Besides, she was indeed his and everyone needed to know it. Collision and Soleil. Perfection. Lips remained in a simply simper, drawn apart slowly with an idea, "That first male, Soleil, can we call him Soleon?" Speech! |