06-08-2011, 08:52 PM
As always the D’Angelo female was brooding, this whole business seemed silly! He had already filled her belly with pups, what more did she have to endure to be with this man other than his almost never ending libido or his typical male behavior! It royally stirred her up into a frenzy. The look on her face said it all, her arms crossed in front of her, the light sun dress hanging from her shoulders, barely hiding the growing stomach that had been the source of most of her angst lately. She huffed as she always did in the mirror, to nervous to acknowledge that she was happy. Being around a crowd was not her thing, fear couldn’t be attained by prancing across hot coals, proclaiming things like love in front of everyone and then letting everyone see her being sappy. Because that is exactly what would happen, she couldn’t act the royal pain she had been because it just wasn’t true anymore to her.
If she was going to do this, she was going to look presentable at least. It was bad enough this ceremony was taking place after becoming pregnant, but her dress was lightly colored, no it wasn’t white. She wasn’t going to pretend to be pure here, if some dumb idiot come across here in the middle of nowhere, then that was the place to act an innocent little girl who knew nothing of the ways of men. Today though, it was brightly colored with yellows and pinks, stopping just past her knees. Her hair was tightly braided, again the handiwork of her hair dresser, and she was presentable. Her hand idly rubbed her belly tenderly, thinking of the growing pups there, and a smile crossed her lips for a moment, before the howl touched her ears.
She stepped gently along toward the ceremonial grounds, moving as angelically as she was able, thankfully it wasn’t later in the month or she’d have to waddle along. Her form arrived it seemed before his did, so she just smiled across at her Aunt and waited patiently.
If she was going to do this, she was going to look presentable at least. It was bad enough this ceremony was taking place after becoming pregnant, but her dress was lightly colored, no it wasn’t white. She wasn’t going to pretend to be pure here, if some dumb idiot come across here in the middle of nowhere, then that was the place to act an innocent little girl who knew nothing of the ways of men. Today though, it was brightly colored with yellows and pinks, stopping just past her knees. Her hair was tightly braided, again the handiwork of her hair dresser, and she was presentable. Her hand idly rubbed her belly tenderly, thinking of the growing pups there, and a smile crossed her lips for a moment, before the howl touched her ears.
She stepped gently along toward the ceremonial grounds, moving as angelically as she was able, thankfully it wasn’t later in the month or she’d have to waddle along. Her form arrived it seemed before his did, so she just smiled across at her Aunt and waited patiently.