Regulus Anatolii Adravendi

He was curled in his and Solveiga’s alcove, dozing with his head draped over her back, tail flipped to blanket her rump. She was precisely the thing he needed. A calm place of mental refuge from the turmoil of the last few events the world had brought to their borders. She, and the life she carried, helped him relax just by being there, and helped him have hope that there were still good things to come. From severe maims and Valor being taken prisoner in that blasted raid, to children – more children – going missing, he was ever glad for the sweet gentleness of his little mate. The thought of children opened his eyes, and thankfully, his mind shifted to the future instead of the problems. He could deal with that headache tomorrow. Fathomless sapphires shifted to his Lady’s creamy, dappled back and he smiled slightly, before murmuring in her ear, “What do you think they’ll look like? Do you know how many yet?” It seemed like ages since their glorious night together, yet it couldn’t have been that long. The wait was killing him, though, however patient he might be.

These past several days had been full of constant turmoil, it seemed, and at last Regulus and Solveiga had a moment to relax together. The little healer sighed contently as she let the warmth of the much larger male envelop and soothe her. They stayed like that for what felt like a very long time, and yet Solveiga knew she could happily stay here until her final days. Never was she as happy as she was with her mate. Never was she so at ease. Even with the worries and fears spiraling round and round in her head, she knew she could take a deep breath and relax when she was with him. But, speaking of those worries and fears... the little woman felt her heart skip a beat as her love murmured in her ear, talking about the children she carried. She laughed softly at his questions, though excitement and worry were tying knots in her belly. "Well, I wouldn't be surprised if they ended up as colorful as their father," she teased. "As for how many there are, I'm not quite sure... I suppose if there were lots of them I would be bigger by now, wouldn't I? Maybe there are only two or three little ones in there..." Solveiga mused, looking down at her slowly growing abdomen. They still had a while to wait, but she knew the pups would be here before they knew it. And of course she was excited, but also a little bit scared. That was a natural response, right?

Regulus Anatolii Adravendi

He couldn’t help the smile that pulled onto his features at her words as his eyes followed hers to the rounding side that contained their first progeny. He wouldn’t be surprised, either. With him being bright red, and Baine being albino, color and uniqueness ran in his side of the family. He’d never met Solveiga’s family, he regretted to think, but she, herself carried her own beautifully unique traits. From the lovely simplicity of her markings to the earthy creams of her coat and the lovely, warm sky blue eyes, she was sure to put her own stamp on their children, and a grin split his jaws at the thought of a bunch of dappled butts running through the den. “However they look, however many there are, they will be perfect. As you are.” His tongue swiped across her cheek. He had no doubts that she would be a perfect mother, and he could only hope that he would be a wonderful father. He wanted to be there for every step, every first. On a more political side of things, he hoped that he would be able to impart all that he had ever been taught about leadership and teamwork to his offspring. A soft sigh slipped free as he slipped a forepaw over her back, angling back to rest against her belly, hoping to feel a ripple of movement beneath his pads.

The grin on his face was contagious; Solveiga felt her own jaws parting in response, and she smiled back as he placed a kiss upon her cheek. He always knew exactly what to say. "You're such a charmer," the little maiden said with a playful wink. She was so in love. And it felt like her heart was growing even bigger, making room for even more love which she would give to the pups they would soon be welcoming into the world. "We'll have to think of names," she whispered, as Regulus gently placed his paw on her belly. And the pups didn't stir just yet, but Solveiga knew if they were patient, they might feel movement of some kind. "Do you have any ideas yet?" she asked. Choosing names was just one of the many responsibilities they would soon have. But it was one of the least daunting responsibilities, so it was the one she decided to focus on for now.