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"

She hummed with contentment as she leaned into his more than welcomed touch. Her own tail beating the air as she returned affection of her own with a nuzzle to his neck. Oh how funny fate could be. Never in her dreams did she think she would find something like this. Like him. And yet, here he was. "Agápi mou" Well, she had absolutely no idea what that meant, but it sounded nice rolling off his tongue anyway, so she smiled anyway as she sighed. She was smitten with him. That much was obvious. But how could she not be? She had pretty much hit the jackpot with him, hadn't she? Even despite their age gap, she had never met someone quite like him. Sure, they were opposites...but so far, they still seemed to work. Funny how things worked like that. "Oh! Yes, Umbra helps! And Rue does too. She's been trying to start a mushroom farm...or somethin'." Her daughter was a strange one. Always so fascinated with plants and the like. But Medusa could see the benefits of having a mushroom farm for sure. "And how do you feel? Any new symptoms?" She tilted her head, a questioning look in her gaze as she considered his words. "Uhh...? Other than feelin' dusty after cleaning...oh, and maybe her stomach feels a bit upset... but if Erebos thinks Medusa is getting sick," But of course, that's what she assumed he meant. Looking past him, she brushed past and led him to one of the small medical rooms Rue had set up. It wasn't finished yet, but most of the necessities and supplies had been moved in before the summer heat could harm anything. She sat on one of the furs, waiting to see what the Doctor thought. "Medusa" | "Érebos"

it seems often times the obvious was lost on medusa. and that was okay-, just meant he had to talk more but not yet, not while she was in her own element. she appeared excited to see him and sunny as usual. he knew she was out of season for breeding, but he figured he'd take his chances. in some light, hoping that the passion of that night was enough to create a miracle litter of some sort. foolish he was for medusa. after they had small talk, she led him a medical room. who knew the gorge could be used in such a way. plenty of rooms, he found it suitable for many, many things. "Ah, its wonderful." he approached and sat slowly, his large figure still before the room itself. he approved of it all. and good thing there had been another healer or two around. Érebos was still so new, but he knew the basics by now. but his attention went back to the main topic at hand, how was she? clearing his throat for a moment, he looked at her with a soft dimpled smile. his eyes caressing her face as he went on, "Medusa, I had hoped you'd become pregnant after our session." he admitted. "You mentioned your stomach was upset-, do you have nausea?" he asked, voice smooth and baritone as his paw lifted in the air to notion her forward. "Medusa" | "Érebos"

She grinned as he complimented the work Rue had done so far! Yes indeed, Rue was probably the smartest of the lot (that she had noticed, but she wouldn't tell the others)! She didn't seem to be plagued by the illeism as much, just mildly. Her daughter was smart and cunning, and clearly very crafty and inventive when she needed to be. Yes, Medusa was proud of her. Of all of them, really. They'd all come so far and each with their own strengths (and weaknesses), and she looked forward to seeing where they would go in life.

Ah, but then her ears perked when Erebos spoke again, her head tilting with some confusion. He...had hoped she would become pregnant? While she had no doubt in her mind she wanted pups with him, she wasn't sure it was possible unless she was in heat, and she knew she wouldn't be until the Fall. Hmm...he asked if she had nausea then, and slowly she nodded. She supposed though, that maybe it had been from something bad that she'd eaten but...she nodded. "But Medusa ate a bird that maybe hurt her stomach," Of course, she didn't say when she had eaten it...and she couldn't remember if she had plucked the feathers off all the way, so of course, she chalked it up to the bird. Yep. That had to be!

"Speech"

her reasoning wasn't wrong per say, but it couldn't be so simple. he knew she was not in season, but he tried anyway. gave it his all and came to see to it that it went well. "I see." he stood then, slowing moving towards her as he nestled her neck some before brushing his snout to the side of her belly. his ears erect and attentive as he listened then, his tail giving way to a subtle sway. "May I press lightly?" he said with mannerism & consideration; a thing he never would've offered another outside his mate & family. after waiting for her response, Érebos brought a single paw to her soft underbelly- near the uterus area. here, he gently pressed the supple bare skin a few times before asking, "Does this feel tender?" he glanced at her then at her underbelly, peering at her slightly swollen nipples and suspecting the uterus to be tender. she seemingly had the signs of a potential litter on the way.. she smelt different too now that he was closer. "Medusa" | "Érebos"