Eee, so much fun! :'D
The Russian woman was soundlessly asleep on the small bed she and her mate shared, a soft smile on her muzzle. Currently she was in a dream—a very good dream at that. In it, she was safely tucked away in Niro's snowy arms, the side of his face resting on her forehead, and he was whispering promises to her in a steady flow. In the white void there were others as well, mostly those she had met in her days in Nova Scotia, along with her family from Russia. Nikolai was the one she recognized instantly, for his beaming smile and shining lime green eyes were the traits she had known of him so well. He was congratulating her in their native tongue as the rest of the Kalashnikovs stood together, also beaming warmly at the couple. Vladi laughed, sea green eyes slowly closing as she snuggled her head under Niro's neck, her dark tail wrapping around her leg. "Я люблю тебя," she said tenderly, hugging her lover tightly, "Я всегда буду любить тебя."
Sleep soon had to bid the female farewell, and sea green eyes gradually heaved open. Bejeweled ears perked up as a gray muzzle allowed a silent yawn to escape her lungs, and she propped up on her arms, eyes darting around. She soon felt panic set in, though, as she noticed how the bed felt lighter than usual, and her head jerked to her left.
Niro wasn't there.
Immediately Vladislava jumped out of the bed, the fur on her tail standing up as she searched the room they shared. "Niro?" she asked quietly in vain, her eyes filling with worry. Where was her mate? Did he go out to fetch some food? Or... Or did he just... leave? No, she told herself firmly, ashamed she would even think of such a thing. He would never do that. Niro wouldn't do that to me. I know he wouldn't. She begin to sniff the air, and felt relief rush through her as she smelled he scent still afresh in the house. She sighed deeply, running a pink-pawed hand through her mane, and shook her head at her foolishness. There was no cause for alarm, she soon concluded, as she could tell that he wasn't too far away. She had overreacted, of course.
Her worry had quickly reminded her what a special day it was, and in an instant she had bounced into the other room where she kept her belongings. She searched her leather pack for a minute before pulling out a piece of cloth, and she balled it up into her hands which she then tucked behind her back before she walked into their bedroom again, tail gently wagging as she stood at the foot of the bed. Her grin widened fully as she saw her Niro enter the room, her eyes shining brightly from behind her dark mane. "Niro," she said sympathetically, her voice clearly showing her love for him. She came closer to the white male, her head politely dipping. "Доброе утро. And happy anniversary, моя любовь." She decided to wait a moment before presenting him with her gift, as she was curious as to why he had left their room so early. Did he have something planned? This she was eager to find out.
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