Sedna had given Azure no answers, nothing beyond her witty assumption that Azure's balls were simply as special and mutated as the rest of him was - which, in any other situation he might have appreciated the remark - and assurance that Hana took the birth control as directed. They had a backup plan, some method of terminating the growth within her should that be required, though Azure struggled to give the idea any actual thought to it. While he had no attachment to these 'children' of his, some part of him already felt protective over them and to end their lives before they'd began.. it felt like betraying his family, himself, the Fatalis name. And so, rather then wait this situation out longer and risk Sirius' wrath for having not come to him up front, Azure left Hana and Sedna to speak with his father in private. He'd gathered up the best alcohol he could find - though the new Champion did not drink often to know for sure - and settled in beside the bonfire. He allowed himself a few sips to steel his nerves and then called for his father. It was time to test exactly how much the Warlord's love for puppies won out over respect for his own law. "Speech"

I can't destroy what isn't there

It was a surprise to hear the newly appointed Co-Alpha’s call ring out across the pack. The Warlord smirked lightly at the sound of it. He and Azure had some pretty hefty plans going on, and he could only assume this was something to bring to the Warlord's attention before the meeting he planned to call before the pack in the next day or so. Perhaps he had acquired his slave already.

Turning inwards, Sirius made his way in the direction of his boy. Finding it led him towards the heart of the pack. He found Azure by a hearty fire in the central pit, an open bottle of alcohol beside him. “Ahh,” The Warlord said, settling in beside Azure. The alcohol between them. He snagged the bottle and took a hearty sip, before dropping it back beside his son. “Celebrating your promotion, or some other happy news?” He mused, glancing about for any indication of a new slave.


"Speech"

Sirius' oversized frame was visible through the grass long before he'd got into a decent speaking range, and immediately upon seeing that charcoal pelt Azure picked up the bottle and took another heavy swig of it. Oh, fuck. He stared into the flames as his father came up, seated himself down, and helped himself to the liquor Azure had laid out. Azure was as nervous as he'd ever been glancing over at his father's pleased expression and high expectations, knowing that he'd need to let the behemoth of an alpha down and hard. He grimaced, deciding it was better not to beat around the bush, and let out a small nervous belt of laughter as his father bluntly assumed the booze was celebratory and not self-destructive. "Hanako's pregnant." Azure blurted, taking the bottle and holding it between his paws as if he might have another sip any second. "It was accidental, proper precautions were used, I consulted a healer, I don't know how it happened." His words rattled out quickly, and to prevent himself from speaking more and dissolving into what would amount to begging, Azure took another chug of the drink. The Champion realized mid-swallow that he'd left out the much needed apology, but he knew if he spoke again he'd never stop. "Speech"

I can't destroy what isn't there

Azure let out a nervous laugh - something very uncharacteristic for the stoic boy. Glancing across at his son in surprise, he grabbed another swipe of the liquor. A mistake, as it turned out to be. Azure’s next words had the liquid burning down the wrong pipe, and the Warlord spluttered, coughing as Azure swiped it for another sip. Sirius slapped his chest and cleared his throat.

Before the Warlord could speak, Azure rambled quickly, explaining how he had made efforts not to break the pack’s laws. Sirius cleared his throat. “Who else knows about this?” he asked, thinking for a moment. The pack's laws had been broken, but Sirius wanted those grandbabies. Barely a thought, a brief idea, and already his heart consolidated around one, loud, unignorable word. Mine.

"Speech"

Azure's brows knitted in a harsh frown as his father coughed up a lung in reply, his head ducking in between his shoulders in what may have been either defeat, or expecting a beating. He finished his 'sip', returned the bottle to the place between them and closed his eyes to try and call forward that warm happy feeling drunks claimed followed liquor. Damn. Nothing. Sirius didn't give up much, questioning simply who else had been already told the news. "Hana and Sedna." He replied tersely. "And one unnamed healer who diagnosed the pregnancy." But seeing as Hana hadn't told him who it was, and Azure didn't want to give Sirius any more reason to be upset, he kept his additional thought unspoken. "I'm sorry. I would never intentionally break your law." He managed after a moment of silence. "Speech"

I can't destroy what isn't there

Having cleared his throat fully of blockage, he took another sip. He could hear the weariness in Azure’s voice - as he should, for the pack's laws had been broken. However, they were there to ensure the Armada did not take on more wolves then they could fear and house. There would be room clearing about the time the pups were born, and they would also be getting a clearer number once the meeting had been called. He was sure he had seen a few empty dens this winter.

“You did not break the law.” Sirius said after a moment. “You made efforts to prevent this, and have come to me in the early stages of it, where termination is a possibility.” having been raised a slave, he had seen undesirable pregnancies in stock be terminated. He knew of the possibility. “However, the Armada needs warriors, and if the Fatalis blood runs true, these wolves will be welcome in the ranks once they’ve grown.” He nodded his head, decision made. “I give you my blessing if you wish to keep them.”

"Speech"

Sirius' acknowledgement of Azure's efforts to obey the law did make the expectant father feel better about it all, and he nodded along while he sipped his drink to his father's words. It was a good thing he'd had the mind to put the bottle back down before Sirius continued however, as the mention of termination grasped at his chest and likely would have resulted in a near-drowning. While they did not yet have names or faces, the pups belonged to Azure. There was not much he could call his consensually - aside from Hana herself - and like his father, Az did not enjoy the idea of relinquishing what was his. The hot flash of anger (while Sirius' response was, in some way, expected) did not have long to linger as the Warlord continued. It was true the Armada did need new blood, new warriors. While Azure hadn't taken much time to meet and greet every remaining Armada member since his return, he did get the feeling they were still near to bursting. "Thank you." He began hesitantly. "I.. I won't allow them to become a burden to the pack. I know we have many mouths to feed, and I can feed these ones, should I need to do it myself." Azure felt compelled to promise at least this. Their stores were not as full-to-bursting as they once were, winter was upon them, warriors needed to eat. "Speech"

I can't destroy what isn't there

The Warlord took another deep sip of the bottle, remarking mentally on how light it had become. He placed it back down in Azure’s reach again as his son thanked him. He had seen the flash of anger that had crossed his face at the mention of termination - The Warlord knew himself that if Zee had tried to end any of her litters he would have rioted. He understood, and he was gratified to see it on Azure’s face. There had been a time when he had thought Azure loved little, and that now very much seemed to be changing.

“I know you will, son.” he agreed. He raised the bottle again, feeling a little light headed and warm in his chest. “To my son!” he cheered “Soon to be husband, soon to be father! May you one day be afforded the chance to cheer your own children's children into this world.” he said, taking another sip and passing it to Azure


"Speech"

As Sirius raised a toast to him, Azure felt his mind begin to spin. Was it his mind, or the world around him? He wasn't sure, but as his father held out the bottle toward him he placed a bear paw upon it and held it there. He gave Sirius a glance, showing his discomfort clear on his face, and swallowed as his mouth suddenly felt very dry. Husband, father, one-day-grandfather??? Pushing against the bottle gently with his paw, his body swaying against his will, he declined the remainder of the near-empty drink. "Lets.. lets not use those words anymore, for at least a week." Another short laugh, as his effected mind began to clue into exactly how ludicrous this situation was. "Or a month. A year? Can I raise my kids to just call me Azure?" The laugher faded, and in it's place panic reached his eyes. Yeah, he was fucked. This was for real, and while he couldn't quite put his paw on where his life did a fucking one-eighty, it had at some point. "Yep. I think I'm going to throw up." "Speech"

I can't destroy what isn't there

The Warlord snickered at Azures discomfort. He was still young after all. Sirius himself had been much older when he eventually bore his first children. Azure looked overwhelmed and more then a little afraid. That snicker grew louder, and then became a full blown laugh. He had to bend his head over his knees and wheeze for a moment.

When he collected himself, trying not to recall the look of panic on Azure’s face. Tipsy, plus that expression would definitely lead to a full blown laughing fit if he wasn’t careful. “You aren’t alone with these kiddos, Azure. Remember that. But you won't have to worry about them for just a little while yet.” just an over hormonal Wife, with a belly that’ll make her wobble. But… perhaps leave that part out for now. Poor boy was overwhelmed as it was. “If your going to hurl, do it in the bushes” he ordered.


"Speech"

Azure did his absolute best to level the most serious and unwavering glare toward his wheezing father as he laughed, though the drink was hitting him quickly and it began to be difficult to hold a train of thought long enough to be angry. By the end of his father's laughter he'd nearly forgotten that Sirius was laughing at him, and Azure was very easily distracted with the Warlords' advice. "I do have to worry about them! And Hana." He moaned. The fucking world was glowing, plants were glowing, the moon wasn't waning, nights were lengthening. How did you fight to protect your children against the supernatural? His paws lifted to his head and held there, perhaps a desperate attempt to stop the sudden spinning that happened whenever he opened his eyes, and hold back the vomit. In response to his father's command the drunken wolf grunted, acknowledging it and for the moment, holding back the feeling of sickness. "Don't worry." He managed. "Vomit is gross, I don't want to see it either." A lightbulb went off in his head and he released his skull from his paws, spinning his muzzle too-quickly toward his father once more. "Fuck. Babies puke, don't they? Fuck. Fuck." He blinked, already wondering whether his future-slave could be tempted into nanny-hood also, to free Azure and Hanako of the grosser responsibilities. Couldn't he just, show up with food, pet them a bit, then start to acknowledge them when they could learn to fight? "Speech"

I can't destroy what isn't there

“Have another sip, take the night off. No responsibilities today, celebrate, or drown out your woes, if you prefer” He teased gently. In truth, the Warlord was over the moon. Already he was considering rushing off and telling his Wife. Of harassing Hana. :Just wait until you feel the first kick” he mused, already anticipating the same. Grandbabies more kiddos in his life.

“If you need a nanny, you only need to pick and choose. You know myself, your mother, even Mortis would happily babysit at any given moment.” Certainly Azure wouldn’t be doing this alone.

"Speech"