all the roads we have to walk are winding

Helotes Lykoi · 06-02-2012, 09:45 PM

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Might think about closing this one soon eh?.

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He was trying, trying so desperately to cheer her up, but it seemed with each utterance from his maw she just sank deeper and deeper into darkness. He was quiet then, as she asked him not to promise what he could not control. It was not fair, his words of encouragement were only meant to strengthen her resolve, but instead she could tear him down with a small sentence. Helotes had never dealt with a woman like her before, save his mother perhaps; it had been so much easier when he had been a bachelor and he did not have to come home to the women he ruined.

But the Lykoi loved his mate from the deepest part of his heart, and he would not see her like this. He downed his still hot tea, much to his dismay for he loved to savor the drink, but his mate was more important than his own silly pleasures. He set his cup to the side, and then moved to pull the covers away from her frame. It was warm in the room, Spring time kept the temperature moderate, and the fire increased it even more; there was no need for blankets. Once her frame was more revealed, he set upon rubbing her shoulders and back with large paws. He knew what pregnancy could do to a woman’s muscles and would try to help anyway he could.

As he worked, he softly hummed a Spanish lullaby, but did not sing the words, there was no need to. It was a song that his mother had sung to he and his siblings, and one that his sister had sung to her pregnant belly before she lost the pups. It was a sweet but somewhat sad melody, and that seemed to fit the mood perfectly.

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