it had been a week or so after the act of making love. he wondered then, if medusa knew of any changes. his mind swirled with questions, whims and even worries. was he ready to be a father after all? wait, was insomnia even safe?-, but with the red spires.. "Where is she.." he cut off his anxious thought train. his aloud voice was a deep tone laced with a growl. frustrated after finding no trace of her back at the dancefloor of the god's. had she fled from him? his fur bristled at the thought, his steps heavy as he paced through the gore now. he chuffed for her, bellowing as he went further into the gorge. it echoed through and he was sure she had to be somewhere around the territory. his face reflected a sense of concern and irritation; surely medusa had her reasons right? "Medusa?" "Medusa" | "Érebos"

She had gone deeper into the Gorge for more investigation. Lighting the way with torches. The pack was growing quickly, and no doubt they would need a lot more room soon. Though many of Insomnia's members already had their dens chosen either in the Dancefloor or in the caves already, with a growing pack, meant they'd need more storage and places for other things. Perhaps a training ground...stock room for herbs. Food. Pelts. She heard stories of other packs with forges...so maybe one of those, but she'd probably put someone else in charge of that since she had no idea how to set one up. Her specialty leaned more toward primal weapons, armor, and accessories. Not so much the intricately fashioned stuff like she had seen some other wolves had. Once or twice Umbra had come to check on her, clearly with something on her mind, though she had yet to say why. Though it was still somewhat early, Medusa had in fact, not yet noticed the changes taking place. Then again, she hadn't noticed much the first two times either until Rue and Umbra had pointed them out and told her what was going on. Besides...it wasn't even her heat season, surely things like that didn't happen outside of that time, anyway, no? At first, she hadn't heard Erebos looking and calling for her. She had been engrossed in her task of clearing things out and looking deeper into the caverns, that it wasn't until she heard his voice echoing off the walls. Her ears perked as she heard her name. Oopsie! Abandoning her scouting, the dust covered Wraith headed back up the way she came, following the new line of torches she had placed before she found him further up. "Medusa is here!" She chimed as she approached with a wagging tail, her usual grin on her face as she stopped before him. "Medusa is clearing out more places for storage!" "Medusa" | "Érebos"

finally. she came and spoke to him with that same giddy voice. how could be mad at her after that? her tail wagged, and his gave way to a gentle sway of his own tail. he let her come to him and when she did, he went towards her chest, aiming to nestle deep within her breast fur. a lick of tender care was given, pampering her with affection before he looked down at her. "Agápi mou(my love). You should send others to handle these things. Or at least have some help with it." he hoped he could get through to her, to sway her into the lifestyle he imagined for her. a queen after all. her aversions of slaves was a topic to talk about later, as he saw it was necessary. that at the very least, medusa should accept assistance from her lesser wolves. "And how do you feel? Any new symptoms?" he sat, the flames of torches on the wall casting forth a soft glow in the caverns. it all looked nice and it was clear she took her roles seriously. "Medusa" | "Érebos"