Days had passed since her and Quelt's encounter. And in those days the gods would reveal a plan that she was still uncomfortable with. Being a mother was something she never desired to become; however, she was now positive she was pregnant. There was no changing the cards she had been dealt, cards in which were permanent. Ah, but if she could - she would have. Though, a part of her knew that the life she lived would eventually lead to this. She worried about her ability to fulfill her role as her king's lead warrior with pups tagging along. It annoyed her. It absolutely annoyed her. And even though she had this attachment to Quelt, she was pretty angry at the man and he was not about to get out of the situation he helped create. Quelt had been hanging near Abaven's borders lately and she hoped that he would be nearby now. She searched for him, anger painting her face as she did so. Ears were pinned in annoyance. She plopped down on her haunches when she reached the cavern's borders. Traveling even short distances now seemed to be a chore. Ah, how useless of a warrior she was, now! A low growl rippled through her throat, stomach twinged a bit and she found herself vomiting. She rose to her feet and quickly backed away in disgust. Quelt! She would yell for the man, a bit of anger in her tone. Oh yes, he was in for it. my actions | my words | my thoughts

Of course he had been a bit of a stalker, though he wasn't very keen on the whole thing. His fur suddenly poofed out when he heard Venus' voice, obviously displeased with him. Quelt let a shiver run down his spine at first, but being the way she was he best answer her. He gave a small sigh, and followed the scent to where she was which was within earshot of course. He pulled himself forward on his paws watching her carefully. What was wrong? Had he not given her enough attention, had she noticed that he was trailing her before he came to abaven? There was a number of possibilities, but by now he was probably prepared for yelling. "Is something wrong Venus?" he asked out front. Standing solid to make sure if she wanted to inflict any pain on him he would be ready. His life-style had changed slightly, and he was not afraid to act like himself. He had her to thank for that, but he was honestly thinking about why she was so angry. What had he done to make her so mad. He hadn't noticed she had convulsed on the ground, not right now at least. Speech,

The man would appear so quickly after she yelled his name. Marbled eyes would shoot daggers at him when she met his gaze. Quickly, she would approach the man, ears pinned against her skull. Ah, how ready she was to attack the man - to take out all of her anger on him. But, that simply would not change anything. No, she needed to keep this man whole and not in tiny pieces and she still wanted him around even if she really was not in the mindset to admit that. She was standing close enough that her breath could easily poor over the man's face, forepaws nearly kissed. Quelt! You. . . Damnit! A growl would rumble in her throat before she would begin pacing back and forth in front of him now. Where would things go from here? Her life? His? She paused, now, standing sideways of Quelt and staring off into the horizon, seemingly detached. Anger still radiated throughout her entire body. I'm pregnant. Words were spoken through a clenched jaw, making words seemed mumbled and blurred together. She would huff a sigh and turn to look at him again. With your pups. Do you know how this has changed things?! How am I suppose to tell Bass and perform my duties. You did this! You fix it! She growled angrily at the man, but was quickly overcome with another wave of dizziness. She sat down to catch her balance, head hung low with eyes closed as she took in deep breaths. Oh, how she hated feeling woozy. my actions | my words | my thoughts

His eyes blinked as she pulled herself forward. Her breathing on him made him a little uncomfortable but he could tell that she was upset. His paws clenched in the dirt, his heart skipped a beat a little. Why did it do that? He threw the thought away as she slipped away pacing, making him lean forward lowering his large body for a moment as he watched her. Raising a brow, he raised a brow about to speak before she said those words. I'm pregnant. Wait, what? He stepped back wide eyed, but, it had only been one night, how could out the amount of males she had been with had he been the one to do this? She started spouting out that it was his fault, and unbelievably it was. He should have been filled with joy, but suddenly he was perplexed. Ahhh, he had to take responsibility, Itsume kill him now Venus acted almost like the feisty goddess herself. He avoided her eye contact for a moment. "Right, right....uhhhh, maybe I could take your place until you have the pups then go back to the position?" he suggested. No, that would only make her more angry. As she started to get dizzy she sat, making him step forward only instinctively pressing his larger body against her if she allowed in order to keep her from falling. "I'm sorry Venus, I can't believe this happened. I won't leave you alone I'll make sure I take full responsibility for them." he clenched his jaw as he looked at her. He wanted her to know that he was here though, through this event. He'd probably be the best support she could get at the moment. Quelt was not boasting that, or maybe he was a little. Speech,

Oh, she thought she was angry as possible at this moment. . . And then he would suggest taking her place as Naharar? No. That would never happen, even if temporary. This pregnancy would not make her fall from her throne or back down from a confrontation. Foolish, perhaps, but her crown as Naharar meant more than the lives that clung inside her body. At least, for now. Had she been in the condition to, she would have pounced on him viciously right then. Maybe later she could remind him of that statement and handle it the way it should have been handled the first round. Yes. She would make a note of that. The man sat next to her for support, but she turned away from him. Though, in truth she wanted to press into him for comfort, but her pride would not let her do so. She lifted herself off the ground and moved away from him, yet still listened carefully to what he had to say. Quelt seemed confused and apologetic, as he should be. I would never give up my position. Understand that. Words came out in a weakened growl. Sorry? Sorry?! Sorry doesn't make babies go away! And you damn sure won't leave me alone else I will hunt you to the ends of the earth. I can be your best friend, your succubus, but I can also be your own personal Hades! You don't want that to happen, Quelt! Ah, her anger was fueled by not only the annoyance of the situation, but intensified by the pregnancy itself. I never wanted this. . . my actions | my words | my thoughts

I can be your best friend, your succubus, but I can also be your own personal Hades! Oh those were words he believed to be fully true of her. She would probably tear his throat out if he left. It made him want to roll his eyes but he pulled himself back from doing so. She rejected his touch, and he frowned slightly, of course she wouldn't step down. Venus was a prideful warrior, she had her reasons. Yet there was no reversing what was done. These were his children as much as they were his, he wasn't just going to let them wither and die. And she was their mother, whether she liked it or not it was the reality the world had given them. "Well it happened and here we are." he shrugged his shoulders. Of course he may not have been helping, but this was the situation they were in and he would let her anger run it's course. "Being pregnant does not make you less of a warrior, it makes you more of one. And these children are more than likely to become strong juggernauts just like you are." Quelt puffed himself out, bristling out his fur. It made him look bigger than what his monstrous body already was. "I know your angry but this is what nature intended it to be and I won't leave your side until these things are out of you and you turn back to your normal self. I said I wouldn't leave you behind and I'm still sticking by those words." he huffed out loud. Keeping a close eye on her, he'd be able to handle the mood swings. Speech,

Venus had no idea how to even be a mother. She had witnessed Chrono's mate give birth, but that was the only experience had with the little creatures. Ah, birth, that was something to look forward to. A reason to make her despise the little devils even more. And as much as she despised them at the moment, she knew her heart would not let her abandon them. Ah, and maybe they can even prove to be useful. Besides, what royal does not have an heir? Quelt would promise again to not leave her side, but was he not suppose to be loyal to his pack? Was he not suppose to be loyal to his ex mate? Ah, but what did it matter. She would make the man be a part of this. Even if it meant dumping the babes at his doorstep and leaving them there. What a wonderful mother I'd be. It was sarcastic and a laughed huffed from her maw. She knew she could never be a caring, warm mother like most would dream of. It just was not in her. But maybe, maybe she could at least put some effort in pretending to be. The gods have quite a sense of humor, huh? You leaving Abaven and wanting to come back now that things did not quite work out. Well, now you have a reason for Bass. And you are the one that's going to tell him. Her anger was slowly reducing to a mere spark, now, instead of a colossal flame. There was no turning back at this point. She moved back to Quelt, eyes searching for his. It really was just as much her fault as his. Look, I'm sorry. We have to work together on this. Me being angry isn't going to change anything. Let's make the best of it. She sat down in front of him, reaching with her right paw to touch his. She took a deep breath. At least she was not in this alone. my actions | my words | my thoughts

True they probably wouldn't be the best parents in the world. He could say that for himself after trying to raise five children who had lost both their parents in a tragic accident. Yet he had lots of help, this was just him and Venus alone. As she mentioned the gods, it made Quelt make a small 'eck' face. They were probably laughing at them as they spoke, he certainly knew Zakuro was. While Itsume was planning his ultimate demise to defiling one of her precious women. He watched her carefully as she approached and settled down, paw reaching forward and his heart skipped again beating against his chest. He let out a huff of air and lowered his head, he knew, and this was something he couldn't run away from, he was done doing that anyway. "Yeah I know." he smiled at her, a crooked smile leaning towards one side more than the other for sure. "Quelt Rivers and Venus, what a weird duo we make." he laughed a little promptly. They indeed were a strange couple of friends, in fact he wasn't even sure what this was, not at the moment at least. Speech,

Only time could prove how well she took to these parasites that clung to their lives inside of her. Quelt, she barely knew the man and she hoped that he could make up for her lack of skill in the parenting area. She would not toss the helpless things aside, even though at the moment she wanted to, for she felt they were no more than a burden. But, no warrior would be so cold as to leave their offspring, wanted or not, to starve or become prey. Instead, she planned to make the things tough from the start - to bend and twist them until they become warriors that would make herself look weak. That would benefit Abaven also, would it not? But what if one or all of them turn into shy, fearful babes? I am sure weird is an understatement. She would smile briefly before pouncing on the large male, attempting to push him over onto his back. From there, kaleidoscopic eyes would stare deeply into his while she rested her weight on his abdomen. Tongue licking the man's maw gently. Daddy, huh? How does it feel to be a daddy? Ah, how I never pictured myself being a mother. In truth, it's kind of scary. Teeth would seek to nip at his cheek playfully, an attempt to forget her fears of inevitable motherhood. My dark prince. Words would purr at him softly. Has anyone ever told you how handsome you are? my actions | my words | my thoughts

What would be a bigger word than weird? He wasn't quiet sure, as his fluffy boy was pushed over he overcame a feeling of wanting to get up again. Quelt couldn't help but to think her actions only made him a little bit more possessive of her. Yet now was not the time, she was obviously trying to distract herself from the notion. He understood, he had been a father once, and he wasn't quiet sure if he had done a good job. And they hadn't even been his pups, they were adopted after they lost their parents. One of such, still residing within Abaven. A small smirk grew on the man's face, of course he couldn't forget the endless banter by many women he had in the past. Of course he wasn't like Venus, but his coat had definitely gotten him in his fair share of trouble. "Only most of the females I've come across." he snickered, pressing his paw against one of her shoulders. In the back of his mind he wondered if she really liked him. Maybe he'd be able to make her fall for him, if that was a possibility at all. Speech,

Well, aren't you quite the charmer. Words were laced with an icy timbre, but subtly so. A soft bite would be aimed to his neck before rolling off the male and onto her back. Starlit face would seek out the heavens stars. Night had settled in and she took comfort in its darkness. A part of her actually wanted to know what it felt like to have a wolf fully love her, but the possibility of that ever happening was slim. And so, she would continue to seek comfort in her usual way of life and enjoy what companionship Quelt offered, even if it was not quite as warm and radiant as her king's. A soft sigh was released and along with it, a a foggy breath due to the colder nights. Was quite the time to bring babes into the world. At least her body could have waited until Spring. Her head would turn to find Quelt. She wished so much that she had some sort of supernatural ability to look into their future. Oh, and what would his ex mate think if she were to ever find out that he had pups on the way? Mm, but let her find out. Maybe she would even seek her out just to tell her the news. That would be a welcome encounter, after all she did enjoy being the other woman. Though, she was far from being the other woman in this case; however, the gal need not know that. How would your ex lady handle it? You having biological children on the way. She could not help but to voice it. my actions | my words | my thoughts

The male relaxed himself on his back after she got off. It did seem like love had been destroyed for him, but after what happened with Irune he honestly didn't want to see her again. The thought made him cringe, how could you dislike someone, after loving them? Well of course he supposed there was various ways to do that. But he had broken her heart, so perhaps he deserved the anger filled speech she had given him. After he said she wouldn't have to ever see him again, so he left with that note, or hopefully he was allowed to. Venus was an interesting woman, she brought something out of him he wouldn't expect. Fear no longer controlled his life, and for once he was a relaxed monster who wanted to concentrate on the now instead of the future. Even if it was staring at him in his face. His black tail scooting to the side, as Venus spoke and he scoffed at the mentioning of her. "Let her think what she wants, it's none of her damn business anyway." he hissed out of his lungs before giving a sigh. "What do you think of me Venus?" he looked towards her curiously. She was a beautiful independent woman, and he may not have known her for long, or know her very well but he could learn to love her just as much. Even more so than he had Irune, she gave him what he needed, the satisfaction, the company the acceptance, Speech,

The man seemed to express some irritation at her words of his ex mate. Ah, but what an interesting event it could lead to. Mm, she would file the idea away in her mind and be sure to seek out the woman when she felt up to traveling. But to see the anger burn in her eyes would send surges of pleasure throughout her body! Could it lead to a fight? Oh, yes most definitely. She knew she was in no condition to be throwing herself into fangs, but it was just so irresistible. Mind and soul craved to taste the blood of this Irune upon her tongue. Though, really, it may be the other way around in her current condition. What did it matter, though? The sheer pleasure of the pain caused from the news would be worth every drop spilled. Though, ideas would be shaken from her mind when things would take a turn. The man asking her what she thought of him. What did she think of him? And what did he think of her for him to ask such a question? It made her a bit nervous. She would roll to her side, away from the man. Taking a deep breath, she played thoughts over in her mind of her feelings for the man and how to explain them. After quite a pause, she would answer as truthful as she could.Well. A bit of distance was in her timbre. I have only known you for a short while, but in the time we have shared. I have grown quite fond of your company. You are a great friend. I feel like I can be so open to you. She would roll to her stomach, eyes searching for his. I don't know if I could imagine myself without you. I feel this sort of comfort with you, I suppose. I think you are a great wolf, from what you have shown to me. Loyal and trustworthy. Even though, not completely honest because you tend to hide yourself it seems. But we can work on that. She would tug at his ear playfully. What do you think of me, Quelt? A part of her was unsure whether she wanted to know or not, but her curiosity would not allow the question to be cast aside. A part of her was afraid the man might say he loved her. He deserved better than what she could offer him. Warmth and tenderness. Undying faithfulness. Quelt. . . promise me you won't fall in love with me. She added it before the man could give an answer to her question. She just wanted the best for him. my actions | my words | my thoughts

He listened intently as he always did, though her words did a lot to him. It made him rethink his whole life as a whole. When did he fall so quickly in and out of love, Irune was the entire situation he had tried to avoid by rejecting women left and right. Hell Venus was the ONLY wolf he had ever 'done it' with in all honesty. For his first time, it was something he never imagined would be so great and combusted into life. The gods were inching towards something, like she was his soul mate, the correct one instead of the wrong one. Once the question arose, his face turned towards her. There was at least a minute of silence, he looked her up and down. Sure, Venus was not the ideal lover, of course not. Who said the fairy tale romance was the truth. That was probably why he and Irune had never worked out. Romance was about constantly bettering yourself, to make something work, to support each other, to hate each other when it was needed and not sugar coat a thing that came along with it. So he would counter, "But what if I made you fall for me, completely, and utterly, in love with me." he let the lyrics coax off his tongue in a seductive tone. His bi-colored orbs matching her own, something uncommon and he hadn't noticed until now. Red and blue clashed with her pink and other colors. As his paws shifted to the dirt, laying himself on his side. Speech,

The silence that fell over the land seemed to last an eternity and she found herself holding her breath. Paws shifted in the soil to make some sort of noise stir. Perhaps it was already too late? Had he already fallen for her? Oh, how he deserved something so much more than she could offer him. And what could she offer him? A life of worry, sorrow, anger, and jealousy? That was no gift, no pleasure. That was not something worth living for, not something worth loving. She was not worth loving, or at least she felt that way. She deserved nothing more than to be used for temporary pleasure as she always had. To protect him, she would fight him until she could now more. Until a love so heavy blanketed her in a warmth that gods could not even deny. Then his words would shatter the silence in a soft coo. An irresistible timbre that would make her heart flutter only briefly, but flutter nevertheless. What if I won't let you? Besides, why would anyone consider such a task. I nothing more than a hopeless whore. Words were tainted with her frustration. Body lifting from the ground and walking a few feet away from Quelt lay. She sat upon the ground, hanging her head low in shame. Shame. For this first time she felt shame. With eyes closed and without movement she would yell out to the man. I don't deserve you or Bass or any of the comfort I have been given. The only thing thing I deserve is a life of pure hell for all of the wrong I have welcomed into my life. Ears pinned against her head and tears softly fell from marbled eyes. And secretly, she wanted nothing more than his comfort. my actions | my words | my thoughts

She would fight, but it would only bring fire to his heart to fuel him. Someone who was broken that he could make feel better.....feel better. Of course he could not change the past, but maybe he could make her forget. Love her so much, give her so much comfort that her brain practically exploded on impact of the information given. As she moved away, he got up raising to his large paws. He would wait until she was finished speaking. "That was the past, this is your present." he whispered as he stalked forward. He didn't care if she wanted to run away, if she wanted to reject him. "I don't think you deserve that. If anything, it is you who is in control of your future, and I'd like to help mold that future." he would press himself into her. He completely forgot about the pups she held within her. He was only thinking of her in these moments. His head curled around her in a hug, his warmth enveloping her. He wanted to devour her very being even if it wasn't possible. "A whore you shall no longer be, I can give you all the pleasure you require. Even if it rips me from the hinges of this earth." he said. "I won't let the world turn against you Venus, until you are mine I will not rest." perhaps it was too fast. But now he was getting into his true feelings. He didn't want to let her go, with how close they were. He didn't care about her past, hell he didn't care if she had screwed someone else the day before she met him. Point was, he met her now, he knew her now and from this moment he wanted her. In every way as she was, her rejection, her anger, he'd take it all. Speech,

How she just wanted to run away from it all. It would be the best for the man. For her to vanish and to never return, to make it seem like she never even existed. Like it was all just a dream. But, it was too late to run away. No way could she tend the babes all her own, she needed him. Perhaps that is why the gods cursed her with this pregnancy, so that she could not flee. So that she was tied to Quelt in so many, uncountable ways. And she was angry that she put the man in such a position. She was angry that she could not release the man from the hell that was her life. He did not need to be trapped by her gravity. Venus had no moons. He spoke of giving her all the pleasure she desired; he spoke of her no longer needing to be a whore. Oh, how he simply did not understand! Leaving behind such an addiction would be like taking heroin away from a drug addict. Almost impossible. To stay faithful to the same touch, she feared she would grow bored. Then how her heart would mourn so fiercely for such acts. It's not that easy, Quelt! You don't understand. It's not something that can so easily be changed magically. This isn't a fairy tale. Words were forced through tears as she leaned into his embrace. The warmth he offered was comforting, oh so comforting. How she never wanted to let this go, but she needed to. He needed to. You cannot fight for something that isn't worth fighting for. I cannot offer you the life you want. I cannot promise to be faithful, to not stray. I cannot promise to never hurt you, because I will. Can't you understand you are begging to be completely heartbroken? Nobody deserves a life like that. I don't even know if I am capable of changing. I'm not that strong. . . She would push into him with as much strength she had, clinging onto him with her right paw as if he was all that kept her holding onto to this planet. You're so damn stupid, Quelt! How could you put yourself in such a place to be hurt? my actions | my words | my thoughts

Quelt would hear her plea, feel her pain as she pressed into him. She was doing the complete opposite of what she was saying, because she was afraid. Damn those wolves from her past, if he ever met them he would want to rip their heads from their shoulders. How could they destroy such a beautiful creature like Venus. Make her fearful of her own habits, he hated to admit it that she knew what she was doing, she was probably right. But if she was like a drug addict, he could ween her off, or prove her wrong. "I know you're afraid, I know you don't want to hurt me. But you can't Venus, you can't hurt me." he settled a paw on hers looking straight into her eyes. "The only one who has been able to hurt me, is me." he frowned at her. "There are no promises to be made, you don't need to promise because I only want to take care of you. I only want to make sure you stick around because you make me feel whole." he gave a stiffled sigh and growled lightly in his throat. "I can't help myself, you changed me world." he said softly. "Maybe....I'll get the chance to prove the universe wrong?" his eye balls flickered. He shut them a little. He wanted her, it didn't matter how much effort it took. Speech,

It was all just so overwhelming - the fact the somebody actually cared. Somebody that actually would mourn her passing and miss her so completely if she were to vanish. Is this the answer to her emptiness? Is this what she had been subconsciously searching for all the while? Somebody to take the challenge to embrace her and to show her that its alright to let somebody else take on some of the weight she carried. Oh, how she needed him. How she yearned for him to always be by her side, but what about the possibility of him leaving? If it were to happen, how would she manage. But she would always have a part of him inside their pups, right? She could hold onto them forever if he were to decide he no longer wanted the challenge? Hold onto the pups? Did she actually want them? She clung tighter to the man, talons sinking into him further. Such thoughts, they were hard to grab hold to. It was like trying to hold onto air as some sort of anchor. And she knew that she loved him, then. She knew that her heart ached to be by him. What made her feel this way? The attention, comfort, or some other unknown reason? But what did it matter. All that mattered was that she loved him, maybe not completely yet, but love him nonetheless. And all it really took was somebody that embraced the challenged with open arms. Maybe he will get a chance to prove the universe wrong? It seemed as if that had already happened. Creating not a moon, but a sun just for her. Her own personal sun to orbit, to depend on, and to keep a warmth in her life. But why do you think I deserve you after all the wrong I have done? After the heartaches I have caused. . . I just don't understand. I will stick around as long as you will have me - have us. Just please don't give up on me. You've not only changed my world, but my universe. You have given me my own personal sun, a reason to want to better myself. You and these pups. Our pups. my actions | my words | my thoughts

The touch was something he longed for, and something he never wanted to get rid of. It had been like nothing he had ever felt before. Quelt had been growing sick and tired of trying to meet up with the worlds expectations. Being the one man 'everyone' got along with. Now he could see that was simply impossible. If Venus and these children were the only thing left in his world then so be it. It would take one hell of a storm to drive him away, and even then, he'd only want to die by Venus' claws if that was a possibility over old age. Or in a fight to the death to protect the will of his children. "Because the goddess Itsume takes care of her women, no matter who they are. I know she wouldn't have placed me in your path for nothing." he would speak of one of his gods, even if Venus knew little about them. His religion played a huge role on his life even if it didn't seem that way. "I love you Venus. More than you'll ever know." he kept himself close. Quelt would never get tired of her, not unless he died trying. Speech,