Surprise
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ooc here

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Terra wasn't traveling very far anymore. In fact, she hardly left the pack. Most of her trips were around the area just outside the pack, looking for Kit. She had to tell him. She was pregnant, didn't have a mate, and the one she wanted as a mate wasn't aware of the fact. She wasn't actually having any problems tracking him down. Terra would find Kit at various points in her search. Every single time though she chickened out and left, probably leaving Kit wondering what had possibly gotten into her.


Resting in a nearby bush Terra sighed. It was tragic really. Terra didn't look pregnant. Perhaps like she'd gained weight, but not pregnant. Terra wished she could just deny it. Strel had seemed fairly confident when he'd said it though. Or it could just be an extension of her strange moods. Terra hoped it was that. It was better than finding out that she was about to become a mother for the first time, with no clue how to go about doing that.


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#2
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 341 || Pts: 3]

Who was Terra pregnated by? O.o


The beach was always a nice place to settle her nerves. Axelle hadn’t been tense lately, but all these things about her father still had her riled up, even though she didn’t show it most of the time. She was good at hiding her inside thoughts and emotions from others, even from Malakai. Since he didn’t know her that well yet, he couldn’t tell what she was thinking inside. Axelle walked along the shore, letting what few waves made it, crash on her feet. She tried to look far into the waters because the waves made her dizzy, hence making her stumble and even fall a few times. She tried keeping her eyes glued to the sea outside of its moving waves.

There was so much on her mind; so much that she couldn’t tell anyone else. She wanted to kill her father because he had murdered her family – and the source she heard it from was reliable enough with his information – but what if it wasn’t true? Either way, she didn’t hold love for her father anyway because he was cold throughout her whole childhood and she was pretty sure that he killed her mother. His life was unimportant to her, and whether she ended it or not wouldn’t change anything.

Axelle was so deep in thought that she hadn’t noticed her friend on the beach. When she looked away from the sea, she was surprised to see Terra a few yards away walking just as aimlessly as she was. Her mood instantly brightened and a big smile broadened on her maw; she called out to her, waving, ”Hey Terra!” Whether the female heard and saw her or not, Axelle rushed over to her to give her a warm welcome. She noted the change in her friend’s body. She was thicker, especially around the abdomen area. Could it be? Could she be pregnant? Axelle kept quiet about the subject for now, only wanting to see how her friend was doing. ”How are you, Terra? I haven’t seen you for a while.”



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#3
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ooc Kit XD

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Terra glanced up as her name was called, instantly tense. She was feeling particularly vulnerable lately, the confidence she usually held wavering. Luckily she was partly hidden, and could probably retreat if it turned out to be someone she didn't like. It wasn't anyone like that. In fact, it was a rather good friend of hers. Terra had taught Axelle some trapping, even if her leg had been broken at the time. She was a good friend, and a lot of fun.


Her tail wagged as she stepped the rest of the way out, nuzzling Axelle as she swooped down. Hey Axelle. Haven't seen you for a while. Brightly her tail beat behind her, glad to see her. It lifted her mood immediately, if unable to dispense the odd feeling that was refusing to leave her. I'm doing great! The heat cycle always gave her an insane high, if leading to consequences she didn't always see coming at the moment. Mainly because she couldn't keep a single straight thought in her head. Even with the worry that had been following her around for the past couple weeks Terra felt she was doing fairly well. Any reason why you came down south acting restless? Axelle had traveled some distance by the smell of it, but the pack was still strong enough to tell Terra that she'd traveled far in a short time.


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#4
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 313 || Pts: 3]

Oooohhhh xD


The sounds of the waves crashing behind the two women were relaxing. Axelle had been tense thinking about stressful situations and actions that she didn't want to wind up doing; but as she saw her friend plus the calming sounds and smells of the beach, she felt a lot better now. A few seagulls flew overhead, but they didn't bother the two women who stood underneath them. The Optime woman stood around, talking to Terra, ”Eh, just traveling. I needed to get away from Anathema for a few days. Keeps shit interesting.” She smiled at Terra, noting that she looked different, happier at the most. Axelle lowered her rump to the ground, plopping down with her legs in front of her. She looked up at Terra from her low position, ”Terra, are you pregnant?” Axelle was familiar with the baby bump look before; she had one once, and even though she wasn’t happy about it either, it was still there none-the-less. She couldn’t get rid of it until it was time.

The two-toned female kept her tone light and casual, but she really wanted to know who was the lucky bastard who was fathering her pups. ”Who’s the Daddy?” She wondered if she knew him. Terra looked bright and glowing, like a new mother, but she also didn’t seem to want to brag about her pregnancy, which Axelle didn’t understand. Unless it was because of a rape, then the young mother should be happy about having her first litter. ”I was pregnant once, and confused. Hopefully the next time I become, the poor pups won’t be conceived with such bad actions.” That literally came out of nowhere, but she wanted Terra to know that she was there for her friend if she needed to reach out to someone about her pregnancy, even though she didn’t know what Terra was thinking at the moment.



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#5
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ooc here

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Terra understood that feeling very well. It had driven her clear across the area, investigating each of the packs that had formed up. Sometimes it got her in trouble, but more often she just had fun meeting various canines. Her tail wagged, nodding her head at Axelle's answer. Especially when you can't prank pack members. They tended to get upset about such things. Better to leave the pack and cause chaos than deal with an angry alpha breathing down her neck.


Her ears flattened as Axelle pointed out what was becoming a truth she couldn't deny. I'm pretty sure I am. She wasn't ready for pups! She was still young. Okay, not really that young, but she still didn't feel confident about raising pups by herself. She nodded her head as Axelle spoke, though she didn't understand what Axelle meant by being conceived by bad actions. His name's Kit. But Axelle, we're not mates!


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#6
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 316 || Pts: 3]

Ooc.


Axelle didn’t know much about pranking pack members, but the boredom she felt was enough to drive her up the wall- and Terra seemed to understand her feelings, and maybe she had fun some other ways. When Terra admitted that she was pregnant, Axelle’s tail thumped lightly on the ground. ”Congratulations!” The next bit of news shocked her even more. ”Kit…” She remembered having a fling with the male before, a while back, though for a long time she couldn’t get him out of her mind – and now it was crazy to hear that he was having pups with Terra. ”Wow, I never really thought of Kit as the father type… Does he know?” That was the issue: telling him that he had become a father due to his flirtatious manner. It was most likely his fault that they had mated, but she didn’t know Terra’s wild side – well, not that kind of wild side. Terra could've been just as horny as Kit was; it was their nature, and their kids might grow up to be the same way. They would litter the world with flirtatious beings.

”That doesn’t matter; if you aren’t, then you’ll become soon. Or if not, then you just raise your pups right, and try to keep him in their lives.” The traditional way was to pair up and then have a litter, but not all wolves did that here. Maybe that was the tradition in other places, but there were so many variables of mating here in Souls. Axelle was excited for her friend, and she couldn’t help but gush about it, ”Oh, pregnancy is such a beautiful thing!” The two-toned female sat on the ground with a giant smile on her face while she looked up at her friend, her tail continued to wiggle behind her, thumping on the ground lightly as it did before and continued to do throughout their conversation.



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ooc lol. laughing my head off at the image of mini terra/kit army XD

Word Count → 000


Terra's ears lifted, hearing the recognition in Axelle's voice. Her tail wagged slightly, cheered by her friend's boisterous reaction to the situation. Ducking her head Terra shook it, thinking about how many times she'd tried to tell him. I keep chickening out. It just doesn't seem real. Her own pups. She couldn't imagine what they would look like. Would they look more wolf or coyote? Actually thinking about the pups, instead of avoiding the fact, a warm feeling spread through her. She wanted these pups. She loved them, even though they hadn't been there long. She would protect them.


Her tail wagged as Axelle assured her. Becoming mates soon would be nice. He had promised to stay with her. Maybe if she asked him to join her pack he would do so. Laughing Terra moved over to Axelle, rubbing against her with a wide grin on her face. I suppose it is. My mother raised me with just the pack's help, so it really isn't that large a stretch. I could do it! She didn't mention that she'd run wild, causing far more trouble than all the other pack pups put together.


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#8
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 226 || Pts: 0]

xD


Axelle could imagine the tension Terra was feeling, and how hard it must have been to tell Kit. She knew what that nervousness felt like, but she knew it had to be done – whatever it was. ”Well, next time you go to tell him don’t think about it too much. Just tell him. Either he could be happy or he could be mad,” Axelle scooted closer to her friend, though remaining seated on the ground, ”Though, I know he would be even more angry if he found out the last minute, and you never told him. I think telling him now would be best.” That way he would have some time to freak out, if he were to freak out, and then by the time she has the pups, he would have his head on straight and know exactly what he wanted to do.

She was secretly happy for Kit, and secretly happy for herself that she didn’t get pregnant by him. That would’ve been awkward. If she wanted to have pups, she wanted them with Malakai, though not yet. Axelle’s tail thumped along the ground, ”See? Then you can deal with being a single mom, if worse comes to worse.” Though, she doubted Kit would up and leave her like that – he seemed like a nice enough guy, though she didn’t know him that well.



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#9
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ooc here

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It was good advice. Terra's actions usually were a result of doing something reckless. She had plenty of fun with it, despite it meaning she was constantly thinking on her feet in order to get herself out of the latest tangle of trouble she'd managed to land herself in. It couldn't be that bad. Sure, Kit would probably be worried about it, just as she was. Really though, they could handle it. The same as anything that came up. She just had to tell him.


Kit being mad hadn't even occurred to Terra. For her, pups were good things. They were the center of the universe, what made everything else work. It was just in her blood to care for pups, whether her own or someone else's. Even if Kit hadn't been interested in the pups, Terra could have handled it. Anger, on the other hand. That wasn't even something she could comprehend! Eyes widening Terra crouched down. Mad? Why would he be mad?


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#10
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 300 || Pts: 3]

xD


Axelle looked around, and looked at Terra kind of crazily. Skeptical, like an ‘are you serious??’ face. But as she realized that Terra hadn’t understood her, the expression quickly faded. She moved closer now to her crouching friend, as if to keep her voice hushed and the conversation between them, but she spoke at a normal tone. ”Oh, well I mean as if he takes it badly. Maybe he doesn’t want pups or something, you know?” She didn’t know Kit that well aside from the small fling they had a few months back, but she didn’t learn much from him from the drunken conversation they had, and then the sex that they shared. It was actually all a bunch of general nonsense. ”Well, you know him a lot better than I do, so I’m sure you know how he would react.” She didn’t want Terra to know she slept with the father of her pups; that would just be awkward. And it was just pure luck that Axelle, herself, didn’t get pregnant by him.

After that, Axelle met Malakai and hadn’t fucked anyone else since. That was the end of the story in her mind, and she quickly focused on Terra again. ”Would he be happy about having pups with you?” She wanted to know to keep the conversation going, as well as her own curiosity. She saw Kit as the flirtatious type, not the fatherly type. Thinking as if she were Kit and thought the way she thought he did, she would be pissed that her promiscuous life had to end, but then again, she wasn’t in that situation. She was in her own situation, and happy that her promiscuous life ended because of Kai. Though, it didn’t end because she was having pups, and thank the Creator not yet.



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ooc here

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She watched Axelle look around, increasing the tension the coyote felt. Being pregnant had not been conducive with her feeling safe. Every little thing seemed to be a threat out to get her and kill the pups growing inside her. Axelle moved closer, assuring the paranoid female. Nudging Axelle softly she listened as her friend spoke. Took it badly. This wasn't making Terra's decision any easier. Promptly Terra decided not to tell Kit. She didn't want him anywhere near the pups if he was going to harm them.


Terra glanced back into the woods where she knew Kit was. I don't know. He promised to stay with me, and has always taken care of me. Pups though... What if he killed them? Her instincts screamed at her, ancestral memories of males slaying pups dashing through her veins. She couldn't let him anywhere near them! These were her pups. They were going to live, and she would keep them safe.


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#12
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 301 || Pts: 3]

Ooc.


Axelle sensed the young mother’s anxiety, and as if she could read her mind, she stated what she thought that Terra was thinking, which had been right on the money. ”Well, Kit doesn’t seem like the type that would do anything drastic, like kill them or something. Knowing his personality, the worst thing he could do is leave you.” Axelle’s smile fell a little, knowing that the love of your life leaving you wasn’t that much better than him killing your pups, either. Some might even have preferred the latter, but Axelle doubted Terra would have.

The two-toned Marbas looked out toward the sun setting on the waters. The two women had been talking for a few hours it seemed, unless Axelle’s time schedule was wonky and she hadn’t been paying much attention to it on her way here. She got up off of the part of the ground where she sat before, as if to leave her friend soon, knowing she wanted to leave and get to Anathema’s borders before the middle of the night when all the crazies came out. She didn’t bring any weapons with her today, which would mean if she encountered some nutjob, she would have to shift down and fight them in Secui. ”Either way, my dear, you should tell him because he deserves to know. They are his.” As if Terra didn’t know. Axelle was relieved to know that Terra’s situation wasn’t as bad as hers had been. She was raped, stuck with the rapist’s pups, and wound up burning them alive, despite her motherly instinct over them. They reminded her too much of something that she wanted to forget. She never wanted to do that again; the next time she wanted to be pregnant, she wanted to have someone’s pups that she didn’t loathe.



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#13
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ooc here

Word Count → 000


Surprised she stared at Axelle. How had she known? For Terra, it seemed like the most logical thing in the world to assume. If he didn't want pups, he would kill them. The fact that there were other options had completely vanished from her mind. Just leave? For some reason that was harder for her to swallow. She sat there, absorbing what she was being told. It was a good thing Axelle was there. Terra wasn't too sure who else could have talked to her about this. She was the only one to know about Terra's rather deadly traps in the city.


Nodding her head she nuzzled Axelle again briefly, watching her stand up. Glancing at the sun she stood up herself, shaking her fur. Thanks. It's a bit crazy, finding myself this way. Didn't really expect it. Terra hadn't expected to fall in love with someone who stole her turkey either, but it had still happened. Come down again soon. Hopefully the pups won't slow me down too much. She managed a bright grin before turning and heading back for her pack. She had to hurry. She didn't want to be out of the pack when the hunters awoke.


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#14
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Quiet like you,
Violent like you

[WC: 251 || Pts: 0]

Kit the infamous turkey-stealer xD


Axelle nodded, understand where Terra was coming from. ”Nobody really expects their pregnancies anymore – unless they’re planned. I guess that’s what we get for sleeping around without thinking of the consequences…” She was talking in general more than she was actually referring to Terra. She wasn’t sure if the young coyote did sleep around, but if she did, it would explain this. Axelle’s eyes fell to her friend’s small baby bump again and she smiled. ”Well, whatever you do – make sure you take care of them, and keep them from harm’s way,” Axelle reached out to touch the young mother’s stomach, ”’Cause you know there are other dangerous beings out there aside from Kit. Other assholes that would want to kill your kids just for the hell of it.” She ran into wolves like that a few times, unfortunately. It wasn’t fun, and she was happy that she didn’t have anything to worry about then aside from herself. She had been in some sticky situations before.

Axelle’s hand rested on Terra’s shoulder for a brief moment before she backed away, almost leaving, ”I’ll be around – always. If you ever need me, just howl, and if I’m in the area – I’ll hear and answer back.” She smiled, ”And then I’ll come find you.” With that, the Marbas turned to leave. Noticing her friend doing the same, Axelle said nothing more. She walked the rest of the shoreline towards Anathema, and then crossed the forest. She would be home in no time at all.



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