Taerin

[Warlock]

'Twas past noon, and the hot summer sun beat down mercilessly upon the packlands.

A lone wolf lay in the shade provided by a single tree by the side of the lake. Chocolate hued fur was stirred ever so slightly by the almost nonexistent breeze that brought a small amount of relief to this mascul. The left eye was crossed by three pinkish scars, and the right eye was half closed in a lazy manner. Long, sleek tail was stretched out behind him, and salmon-hued tonngue lolled out from between sharp white fangs. It seemed as though he were waiting for someone, or something.

[Relairah]

The slight breeze could hardly be noticed perhaps, from the hot sun that beat upon the earth below. Barely a leaf rustled nor a branch nor blade of grass swayed. It would seem, that only the white fae, walking lazily in the grass would be the only thing to move a leaf or bend the grass before her. Though, even with the hot, a smile was on her face, and her tail wagged slightly, a happy yip coming from within her vocals. Her large, white wings were spread and lightly flapping, making her feel better and more cool, slightly keeping out the burning heat.

The breeze did lightly toss her silky, white fur, but she hardly noticed. Her ears twitched, and her pink tongue lulled dryly. She did notice the cool waters of the lake before her, but more so, she noticed the wolven beneath the shadowy shade of the one and single tree. She broke into a rather slow trott towards him, wagging her tail harder now, as she moved towards him.

[Warlock]

Even with the oppressive heat, Taerin managed to summon the energy to raise his head and give a small wag of his tail as he recognised his mate.

A tired grin split his maw as she approached, and he gave a short howl of greeting.

[Relairah]

Ukamirru smiled, trotting up to her love and licking his maw in delight, wagging her tail. She sat down comfortably beside him. She nuzzled him for a moment, and then moved to the waters edge, gently dippiping her head and lapping at the cool water. It felt refreshing and cool on the hot day, and she felt renewed.

She smiled, and turned, trotting back towards him and snuggling down beside him.

[Warlock]

Taerin lay his head upon her back, smiling at the feel of her soft white fur against his face. "What've you been up to?" he asked.

[Relairah]

Ukamirru smiled, nuzzling his face and licking his nose. "Not much," was her simple reply, though, a smile gently curved onto her wolven lips, and she met his gaze, holding it for a long while. "What about you, my love?" she asked, wagging her tail.

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[Warlock]

"Oh, nothing much," he said casually, with a small smile. "It's too hot to really move around when you don't have to."

[Relairah]

Ukamirru laughed slightly, nodding her head in agreement. "Indeed," she looked up, wishing at least a small breeze would come, "This wheather is quite unpleasant," she said, looking down once more. She thought that perhaps if she told her love some good news she had, that the wheather might not be of so much concern.

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[Warlock]

"I hope it rains soon," Taerin sighed, looking up at the sky mournfully.

[Relairah]

She smiled and nodded, "Yes, rain would be nice, and refreshing," she said, looking up at the sky as well. She looked down, gazing at her mate for a moment, "Taerin, I have some good news," she said, wagging her tail and grinning widely, her eyes coming more and more alive.

[Warlock]

"You do? Really?" Taerin raised his head, grinning at her. His pink tongue lolling from between sharp white teeth. "What is it?"

[Relairah]

She smiled, "Well, my love, we are to have pups soon," she said, wagging her tail. Her blue eyes shone with delight and love, as she watched him.

[Warlock]

He looked startled for a moment, and then licked her face lovingly. "That's wonderful!" he said.

[Relairah]

At first, she had been questioning on how he would take it, though not really, but she had to admit she was a little unsure. Her ears perked up to a point and her smile widdened. "Yes," she said softly, nuzzling his cheek and burrying her face in the fur of his neck, "It is."

[Warlock]

Taerin smiled gently at her. "Do you know when?" he asked.