She'd confirmed it. Life grew within her womb- she and Drashiel would be parents. She wanted to be angry, but she couldn't help but feel more ecstatic and slightly terrified. Gods what had they gotten themselves into. The last time Roman had been pregnant, she'd miscarried. Would that befall them again here? She paced outside their den- a spacious thing, with anxiety fluttering in her belly. She wanted to tell him- but what if he wasn't ready. Here goes nothing. She thought as she called for her King. Her call was low and sensual, the way her voice always seemed to be when she spoke to him lately. She paced- wearing a smooth path where her paws carried her, her mind urging him to hurry up. Gods. She'd feel better if she got this off her chest right?  "For the love of God." She muttered, shaking her head. She was behaving like a pup in trouble! She'd be damned if she'd cower. These pups would be the best thing to happen to this land- to her even. 






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Emerald eyes stared intently ahead, narrowing slightly to avoid the lightly falling snow.  The wind shifted just slightly and the King inhaled.  Smelt like a storm.  Well he couldn't say he was surprised, thankfully it was still a ways off, the few flakes that descended upon Regium were barely a taste of what would be approaching.  Better start prepping his den. Drashiel shifted, lithe frame maneuvering with practiced expertise through the snow.  He was born of the north and had lived here for most of his life, the trails and shifting snows were as familiar to him as they'd ever been.

A howl rang through the still winter air and it caused Drashiel's fur to stand on end.  He caught a slight edge to the summons of his Queen.  Perhaps she'd noticed the weather as well?  Drashiel broke into a run, thick, muscular legs pumping through the snow until he arrived back home at their den.   Skidding to a stop before Roman he reached out to nuzzle her.  "Roman, is everything alright?"

Her emotions were a roller-coaster. She was happy, sad, confused, furious, and back to happy. She didn't know WHAT she was supposed to be feeling, she just knew she was a mess. A pregnant mess. As Drashiel arrived, she'd allow herself the pleasure of feeling his nuzzle, before she fixed him with a neutral gaze. "I'm pregnant." She said simply. Her violet eyes would seek his green once, fixing him with an intense stare. Of course Roman's life wasn't ruined by this news- it was like the Gods themselves finally had shown her some favor.. but would Drashiel feel the same? Her ears flipped back and forth on her raised head. "If.. you're not ready for this..." She'd begin, her voice cracking slightly. "I know it happened... sooner than expected." She continued her voice growing smaller. She glanced down at her sides, towards their slightly swollen exterior, waiting for him to speak. Her eyes looked back to his face- she wanted to see his reaction. She wondered if perhaps she was wasting her time in telling him about this- would these pups ever see the world? It seemed the Gods liked to see her pregnant, but never wanted her to experience the joys of being a mother. 

Drashiel sat heavily, his lower jaw unhinging just slightly as he stared at Roman.  No way….  she was pregnant?  But… how… they'd only had sex once.  This was just crazy.  Drashiel's jaw snapped shut with a click as he tried to digest what she'd just told him and he wasn't quite sure how he should react.  Fear and excitement were mixing into a strange concoction in his gut.  He saw Roman's face turn to stare down at her gut where new life was stirring and me moved to nuzzle her neck, to press himself to her.  

"Roman… I don't know what to say.  We're… we're going to be parents.  I…"  The sentence trailed off and he struggle to convert his thoughts into words.

She feels both a mixture of anxiety and excitement, as she gazes at him.They are going to be parents! Roman wnders if they are truly up to the task but she doesnt voice that particular fear. "We are going to be parents!" She breathes, repeating his words, "i could understand if you are not ready for this... its a lot." She speaks again, her voice is slightly pained. Roman could be a mother by herself, but that didn't mean that she wanted too. As she sopke, she pulled away from him, fixing him with her violet gaze. So she waits, her fate left in the paws of her mate-something that she loathed. Her tail lashes behind her, and she can feel her mental defenses rising.What will he say?


Just got a new thingy majig, so ignore bad spelling etc xD I am still trying to figure it out.

A grin suddenly broke out across his maw as the excitement drowned out the nerves.  He repeated Roman's words with a jubilant cry of his own.  "We're parents!"  The King reached out to lick his Queen's cheeks.  "Oh, Roman, I love you.  We can do this, I know we can."  He pulled away and smiled at her.  He'd practically raised himself, he'd made a name for himself and hell Roman had rescued him as a pup.  She had the protective nature of a mother and was always on the look out for her family.  They could do this!