i am so sorry i take 500 years to do anything
@Morgan ;;;;;;; relationship devloping thread <3
life in shadewood was relaxing. although she spent most of her time asleep, velvet finds herself actually enjoying the company of the wolves of which she shares the space with. the canines of shadewood are not only proud, but work as one unit. as if they could all read eachothers minds, something connected the group moreso than any other. the very lifeblood that flows through every living thing is shared amongst all of them--
or that's what she believed, anyway.
the man she came here with: that coffee-colored, weird-talking, handsome, fluffy looking thing-- she had found herself enjoying his company moreso than she had thought she would. what was supposed to be a one-time fling had turned into something she... almost wanted to nurture, turn into something more-- but she won't admit that to herself.
not yet.
for now, she tilts her crown towards the heavens and calls towards him, requesting his presence, if he so desired her company as well.
it wasn't long before that burly creature answered-- trotting up to her with a spring in his step. she affectionately lowered her head, rubbing her muzzle against his chest whilst slowly slinking her body underneath his form. purrs escaped the very column of her throat as she brushed her body against his own, placing gentle licks where he would allow. ,,i did ring,'' she whispers to him before circling over to his front, twirling her tail idly before sitting in front of him and with a gentle tip of her muzzle downwards, her ears swivel. she shuffles her paws beneath her, tapping her tail rhythmically on the ground. ,,i think... i might be pregnant.''
wow.
never thought that would slip out of her mouth at any point in her life.
the affection-- though briefly-- was returned. she would have allowed him more time, but the anxiety in her gut all this time had actually turned out to be something more-- something a little more *alive.* and just like that, morgan's expression sharply changed as a hint of disbelief riddled his face-- it tasted a little nervous, too. what looked to be a short panic overtook her mate-- settling down with his speech slowing as all the dots came together in his head.
with a whimper, her ears slicked back before answering him. ,,yeah, that's what i'm saying,'' she tried to remain as stable as she could though being pregnant was something she never thought she'd experience: that was never the *goal* of her endeavors. she hadn't the first clue about nurturing another life and the role of a mother was one of utmost importance-- she started slurring about a memory that she must have caught in the musty air, like a dust particle stuck to the glaze over her eyes; of all of her encounters this was the one that mattered the most. ,,i've been so exhausted and sick, i've stayed away from everyone in hopes that maybe it would go away to prevent an outbreak but upon closer inspection, it seems this is the type of sickness that develops into something more tangible.''
closing the distance between them, she felt his touch on her cheek and to this, she reciprocated. trying to slither and slink out of his grasp was obviously not working and although this was something she was unsure how to deal with having morgan at her side was comforting. with the question she posed, she had responded-- generally unsure of the exact time. ,,i'm not sure... maybe around three weeks at this point?'' it was the best guesstimate she had at the time.
morgan seemed to have gone into what seemed like a more serious role than she was used to seeing him in: telling her to stay put, reassuring that he loves her and no one was to dare lay a claw on her. well, that's what happens when someone finds out their mate is carrying their children, she supposed. her body slinks underneath him as she runs her muzzle along the plush fur of his neck: taking in his scent, his safety. ,,i love you, too,'' her voice was a whisper. she couldn't help ut shake a little bit-- hoping being in his direct comfort would relax her.
with a light chuckle, morgan's presence soothed her nerves; little by little, his company and comfort eased her nervousness until it all but completely melted away. pressing herself into his plush fur with a very un-caninelike purr before sighing into him. he seemed almost just as nervous as she was: spitting out words and questions at every turn, doing his best to comfort her while also trying not to collectively lose his shit on his own. with a lick placed on his muzzle, her soft voice quelled the rapid inquries at their ending. ,,i'm okay right now, thank you though,'' she pushed herself closer to him, taking in all his comfort.