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Niro attempted and succeeded in comforting her moments after she mentioned her dear mother Agnes, and it brought about a gracious, bubbly feeling within her. Vladislava loved how he always had the right thing to say, always the best way to put things. This was one of the aspects that brought her close to the male, along with his determination and single-minded ignorance to accept anything other than what he wanted. Though it could become a nuisance at times, she couldn't help but admire it. She had never met as brave a wolf as her Niro, and she simply couldn't see her life any other way now that she had been with him for a full year.
After she had given him his printed cloth gift, she could tell he didn't really understand the meaning of her gift at first, but soon after she said her last sentence, she knew he was appreciative. He took the cloth and folded it, tucking it away in his pouch. He expressed thanks for her traditional gift, and in responce Vladi nodded her head once. She assumed back in Russia it wasn't all surprising for one to recieve such a gift from their husband or wife, so it wouldn't be much of a thoughtful gift in her mind. But since she was in Nova Scotian territory now, where Russians were much more scarce compared to Europe, she could confidentially take her culture to her mate and know he wouldn't be able to guess what her gift was. It was an advantage being foreign, the charcoal woman thought to herself brightly.
The off-white male then stated that the day belonged to her entirely. This caused her smile to widen, but for more reasons than one, and she nodded in complete agreement when Niro said he would save the evening for his own doings. "Дa, it sounds like a good day to me," she commented airily, winking at him as her tail flickered to her side. "This day shall be a glorious one, indeed." She turned her eyes to the window near the other side of the room, her smile softening as she saw her horse companion outside, a long stretch of rope attached to his reigns so he wouldn't wander too far off from the grassy field he was grazing in. A thought soon popped into her head as she blinked at Dmitrii, and her grin soon exposed her pearly teeth. "The beach. We must head to the beach before all else. We can hunt for some breakfast along the way, да? And we could take Dmitrii there." She looked back at Niro, one paw gently fingering the necklace he had given her as her other hand was placed into his open paw. The coy smirk on his face caused her to giggle lightly as she began to lead her mate out of their bedroom. "We must make haste before the day leaves us, Niro!" she exclaimed, tugging him lightly as she exited the house and toward Dmitrii outside. Her excitement was building at a rapid speed, and she could hardly wait to begin the day with a bang—or rather, a splash, considering her place of choice.
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