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Others assembled and she shot the ones she knew bright smiles, every sunny despite the nervous feeling brewing in her stomach. It increased as the scent of Angel flooded the area and as he strode up beside her she flinched visibly, once again when he spoke. The young woman imagined a gruff tone and her smile dissipated, replaced with a tight frown and her forehead creased in a concerned manner. What if this wasn't the proper place to tell him? Following all of her body language her tail began twitching and she almost shrunk away from him, not daring to make eye contact. " I'm pregnant.. They are yours." Emma whispered loud enough for only him to hear, glancing at the dakr male quickly before forcing her eyes to look elsewhere. The feeling of dread had replaced the nervousness in her stomach and in the space of the few minutes of silence she imagined so many different reactions from him, but she still had yet to see which one he would exhibit.
Thankfully the arrival of the rest of their clan mates, save for a few faces arrived and she straightened up again forcing a smile on her face. One everyone was there Myrika spoke, and her speech shocked the younger woman for a moment, the emotion evident on her face. However, it passed quickly and she beamed at her new Aquila. Emma waited a good minute or so and looked around before speaking, making sure she wasn't cutting anybody off. " He will be missed.. However, congratulations Myrika. I am honored to follow you in your new position of Inferni's Aquila. " She spoke softly, focused on the ginger features of the tall coyote. To counter her soft words however, a toothy grin slid over her features. In the back of her mind she too wondered why Vesper hadn't taken his place, was that not the nature of her position?
However, she doubted that Vesper would mind a terrible amount. Myrika would fit in well. Her tail began wagging gently, one ear flicked back to hear Angels reply, if he did reply. Emma was new to this, and had no idea what to expect from him. Time would tell.
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