Then Came a Thought
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Lazy days often began like this; awakening to a surrounding of warmth with the sound of the morning in one’s ears. When dawn had become the time of her waking, to be welcomed with light instead of the gentle dark of the fleeting night was strange. She did not open her eyes to the morning light, but rather felt it on her muzzle from within the den. Eyes still blind with heavy lids were further covered by the delve of her muzzle into a familiar warmth and her body too about buried itself beneath the heat emanating from her mate’s form. She didn’t want to wake, not when she had had a late night, marking the borders so she could do just as she was doing now; attempting to sleep in. But in the effort to make herself warmer she had unavoidable conjured thought… and with thought came awareness, and followed thusly was the sigh of withdrawal from sleep.

Just a day to sleep in was all she asked for, to literally sleep the day away just once in this (somehow) hectic schedule. Well, if she was going to be awake on her day off, then her mate was going to join her in this suffering. Growling softly, she pulled her head from his bulk and lazily took an ear between her teeth to tug him awake. Had she learned anything about him, it was that he slept like the dead unless roused the right way. She wasn’t too worried about her methods waking the resting Jiryu though, now that the woman had a room for herself dug out by her and Saluce. But for what she had in store to wake him this time, it wouldn’t have surprised her if the male got a little vocal.

Her tugging did nothing but strain her own neck, a waste of energy for how deep her mate was sleeping. She managed to wriggle out from beneath him and drug herself to sit in front of him on folded haunches. Her large maw split wide with a yawn then snapped soundly as she stared down at the sleeping brute. She waited silently, simply basking in the moment for dropping a heavy paw on top of his head. “Saluce, wake up. You’re going to be a father.” Her voice lacked the necessary excitement to make this little act legit, but her voice held the volume to reach his ears and at least stir him awake. “Two boys Saluce.”


ooc: 414 words.

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