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Short posts! Don't match my length here -- just trying to jump back in to Scim's character. o.o

His mate had always been a force to be reckoned with -- but whatever stories that had been told unto him that a pregnant she-wolf was a beautiful, glowing entity upon the earth had surely lied to him.. and the lie had sucker punched him squarely in the face.

Scimitar allowed the pale dove her space -- he had noticed her paws would linger further from the borders these days, and while he worried for her well-being (and that of his unborn children), he kept these fears to himself. Bazi's best friend had once more swept herself away from them.. this time, with the two boys in tow, and the Peak had become far too silent because of it. Within weeks, though, he could only imagine how it would liven up.. and the way Bazi's belly swelled in size, he was beginning to believe she housed at least 10 puppies in there.

This was a thought that he also kept to himself, not wishing to lose the rest of his left ear should she decide to clip it in her annoyance at him.

He did not sleep soundly these days.. and when his lover's whisper of sweet nothing's rose him from his gentle sleep, he felt his chest constrict in anticipation. His large body tensed in reaction to her quiet croon, debating if it was another trick of her hormones. Bracing himself, the cinnamon male allowed a small smile to pull at the corner of his lips, though it did not quite meet his eyes -- "Morning," he rumbled, carefully selecting his words, lest he unleash a hurricane.