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One only, please. :3
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The grotto was cold and damp, and it likely was not the best place for the pregnant woman to be sitting, but there she was. Night would be coming soon and the air was cold as it was, and being the middle of the winter, it was not a good time for Princess to be out and sitting so close to freezing waters. However, the young woman had been out all day, and though she knew Haven was likely going to worry about her, she needed time to be by herself.

She sat against the wall of the cave with her knees drawn up against her ever-growing belly, and the whole image looked bizarre with the dark blue sweater dress she was wearing in hopes of keeping warm. Her hair, though normally well-kept and pristinely done up, fell over her shoulders in knotted ringlets. The fur beneath her morose golden eyes was stained with the remnants of the tears she had been crying all day. They were the reason that she was avoiding home.

Becoming a mother was meant to be a joyful occasion, and though she had been very happy recently, the woman was spiralling downwards. Perhaps it was because of the hormones she was dealing with, but the young woman had been crying in the cave all day. Haven had done all he could to reassure her long ago that she would never become like her own mother, but the fears and concerns had become overwhelming for her once more.

Princess sniffed loudly, using the back of her hand to wipe away some of the tears that were threatening to fall once more. A small sob shook her shoulders, and she exhaled shakily, trying to calm herself. There did not seem to be anything she could say or do for herself to ease the intense pain of her own mother's failures, and she feared so terribly that she would become just like Tokyo. If anyone were to find her here, she doubted she would even hear their approach.

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WC: 384 +3 OOC: Niro to the rescu!!!

Niro was in deep thought himself, not of children… well somewhat, but the most recent loss they had experienced. Niro had lost his best friend… he’d gone to florida… of all places. It angered Niro, he knew what the place was like but Ruri had insisted because of Jaq… the man that had abandoned his pack, was apparently injured and she wanted to help him. Niro was furious about the whole thing. He was out for a walk himself, accompanied by his young fledgling, who was actually flying low today. She had her fill of food for the remaineder of the day and now was just flying near Niro to make sure he did not get into any trouble. He knew that he should be snug in his bed with Amaranth right now, but just the thought of the man and his family leaving, with barely a word hurt Niro in more of a way, it had been over a week now and he himself was still sulking. It wasn’t just his best friend that had been on his mind. His own children to, he’d been over trying to see to them, play and get to know them but he had not, he didn’t see any of them for a month… the bitch was probably keeping them away from him even though she said he could visit.

Though he was angry it did not distort his own hearing, as he passed near the Grotto he heard sniffling, and his ear perked backwards. He stopped and turned to see who it was, it was dark s he had to move closer… inside he saw princess, she was in a small ball crying and Niro couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, their last encounter was some months ago when she was angry with her brother for leaving. He wondered what was the matter this time.

Princess, are you alright?

He asked in a quiet voice though the large cave like place seemed to magnify it a little, and he hoped he wouldn’t scare her. his own anger and sadness was now cast away, hoping that nothing happened… was it Haven, did something happen to him? Or someone else? His heart squeezed hoping that was not so. He would have to wait for her answer.

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I love Niro. ♥
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The young pregnant woman would never dare show Haven how upset she was now, and she had not been at their home all day. Princess did not want to worry Haven, and though her absence from the house might do just that, it seemed to her that it would be better than if she had been at home and sobbing there. It was not yet fully dark, but it would be soon, and the Lady knew that she really should be going home soon. Her mate would worry about her, but he did not need to see the tears in her eyes. Princess would not hurt him like that, not when she knew how excited he was.

Golden eyes, so pretty and yet so sad and filled with tears, lifted at the sound of a voice she recognized coming from the mouth of the cave. She supposed that, if someone had to find her in such an awful state, the Lady Chance did not entirely mind it being Niro. He was a good wolf and he had helped her with her problems many months ago, so while she did not expect her problems to be fixed any time soon (the prospects looked bleak to her), she did not mind talking to him about them, of anyone in the pack.

"No, she said miserably, wiping away another falling tear. She shifted her position so that she was sitting with her legs crossed in front of her, heavy stomach visible. Though she did not know exactly how long she had left, she could only guess it was a few weeks at most. The young woman was not saddened to be pregnant, but with the terrible thoughts that plagued her mind, she thought it might be better if she simply wasn't. Perhaps it had been a mistake... But she could never tell Haven that. No, not ever.

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369+3 OOC:YAY for comforting!!!!

Niro did not know her situation, nor everything that was entirely going on, he just hated seeing friends unhappy. It couldn’t have hurt her this much that Heath and Ruri and their pups had left could it? Her answer and then her movement made Niro think otherwise, yet another pregnant wolf! This made Niro’s heart leap with happiness, though it was drowned away by another sob made from the lady.

Can you tell me what is wrong? Maybe I can help you, are you hurting? Should I get Alaine?

He asked suddenly alarmed what if she was miscarrying? Or something had happened that she was in enough pain to cry? This worried him, though he had seen her cry before she was not one to let them roll freely from her cheeks. He came closer to see if she was in any pain at all, though he could see no signs. If she wasn’t in pain… was there something wrong with Haven, or did they have some kind of fight or something? So many possibilities and he was getting nowhere at this rate, but he wanted to help her, even if she wasn’t his friend she was his packmate and he wanted to help her in any way that he could. The bird that was normally at his side, was still there, Marahute seemed to see the pain that Princess was in, and she ruffled her feathers in discomfort. She hopped off of Niro’s shoulder to the ground. Normally she would not go ground level, nor would she do the indignity of walking, but here she was sidling up to Princess, with little to no concern in her eyes, though her actions seemed to be telling otherwise.

Even Marahute can tell you are sad, and that is saying something.

Niro said he wanted to tell her that they cared for her, but not in so much of a way as saying it right out… that wasn’t the way the man worked at all, though he could if he wished to. he was more confident in talking to his friends than he was before and he felt that helping her hurt less would help him as well in the end.

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<3
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Niro seemed to only ever find her in a distraught state, and if she were thinking more clearly, she might have been worried about what that would do to his impression of her. If he only ever found in her a state of mental distress, then he could not think very highly of her, and perhaps he would even think poorly of her decision to have puppies if she was always as upset as he ever found her. Thankfully, the expecting Lady was not thinking along these lines, though it was only due to how upset she was.

Of course he would ask what was wrong and of course he would come closer to her. Princess looked down miserably, glancing sideways at the bird of prey that had moved to the floor of the cave and was moving closer to her. Princess knew a small bit about what Niro did with his birds and she was not afraid of Marahute. Though his open concern was expected, it still made her cry harder, her shoulders shaking as she crossed her arms over her knees once more. Perhaps if she could hide the growing belly, then it would not be real and she could stop crying again.

Hearing him ask what was wrong, however, made the tears flow more freely. Princess shook her head slowly, keeping her gaze averted frim the Huntsman. "I-I'm goin-ng to be... j-just like my... m-m-m-other!" she sobbed, voice reverberating through the grotto with such obvious, heart-wrenching sadness.

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416 +3 OOC:YAY for comforting!!!!

He watched her move as she seemed to try to make herself smaller and hide her pregnancy, though it was a fact she was to have pups soon, and he wondered what it could be, it seemed she was not in pain now, and then her cry seemed to make no sense… she was going to be like her mother? This made no sense to the male what so ever. then it dawned on him… her mother? She was pregnant? Her mother must not have been such a good mother, as he had expected of all mothers, as his and Orin’s had been so wonderful to him for their first six months. He had never blamed them once for leaving them, knowing full well they could be dead just for the safety of their children. So it was a matter of her mother this time and not her brother, well that was something to say the least. He hesitated, not sure what he should say because he did not know what she was like.

I do not know you mother, nor understand any actions she had when you were with her, but I think you would make a good one. All children learn from their mothers, even if… they did something wrong, they will in the future remember not to do such a thing to their own children. Being afraid of something like that… it means you really aren’t going to be your mother… you just have to have confidence in yourself… and you have Haven too, to help you guide your children.

He felt like he gave her a speech rather than friendly words, but how could he condense something like that? He hoped that his words were not too harsh or even too much but those words were what he believed. He believed that life in all stages was a learning opportunity no matter what the age. A few hour old pup would probably learn more in one day than a 4 year old wolf, but tha was a different thought all together. He did not know her past, nor did he really want to ask her about it as she seemed distressed as it was.

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<3
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Of course Niro would not be able to understand exactly what had caused Princess so much distress, for the mohawk-sporting man did not know anything of the older Chance woman’s wretched actions. The grey man knew of the Lady Chance’s brother and his shortcomings, but as Princess had never told anyone but Haven in Cour des Miracles that part of her life, she could not expect him to understand. She knew that he was only trying to help and that there was nothing he could truly do to fix her situation, and while she was still so horribly upset, she inhaled deeply, hoping to calm herself a bit before she spoke again.

Despite his reassuring words, the young pregnant woman did not see things the way that he did. Instead, all she could see was the hopeless future she had made for herself. She would grow up to be as terrible as her own mother, and her children would hate her as much as she and Ares hated Tokyo. She had felt confident for a while, especially knowing that she and Haven would be able to raise their children alongside Heath and Ruri, but now that the Chancellor and Dauphine were gone, she was feeling even more vulnerable and incapable.

Princess wiped away another stray tear, fighting to keep her breathing as even as possible so that she did not begin to sob again when she spoke. “My mother murdered three of my siblings when we were really young, and she neglected my brother… I practically raised myself alongside him.” This explained her attitude some, perhaps. “What if I’m going to be just as bad as her? How will I know if I’m becoming like her, Niro?” she asked, her voice hardly more than a very frail and sad whisper.


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ooc: WC: 241 OOC: <3



He listened to her words, listened to the fear that came out of her mouth, what her mother had done, what she had to do, and Niro felt a pain, his friend had been through so much, yet here se was entirely whole, and he thought she had come out pretty well for her life had not been so great. He came close enough to touch, and he put a hand on her shoulder, in a reassuring way.

Your worries proves you won’t be… besides, you took care of your brother while your mother did not, that proves once more, you are not like her. I know you will care for them, and if there were any chance at all that you might hurt them… Haven would know, he would put you right, you’ve been through so much together, I doubt he will ever let anything happen to you or your family.

She was already probably thinking about haven, though with a distraught mind, he knew that things could seem out of whack and he wouldn’t think about everything. Like when he’d found out about Liliya, everything around him crashed, he didn’t know what was up or down for the first few days he found her gone. Now, things were clearer, though this situation was MUCH more complicated. He had a feeling, from her kind disposition, that she was nothing like her mother from what Princess told of her to him.




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<3
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Though she was feeling distressed and at a loss for what to do with herself, the young Lady Chance did not shy away from his touch. Instead, the golden woman leaned in to the touch, accepting the comfort that her friend was offering. Princess was normally a stubborn creature, vain and independent, and she did not like to accept help from anyone. Now, however, she was able to recognize that she was in need of that. Niro was more than willing to offer his support when she needed it, as had been evidenced in the past and as he was showing her now. The Takekuro man was a very good friend, and she hoped that they would be able to talk under more pleasant circumstances at some point. She always seemed to be upset when he saw her, and he still did not mind seeing her.

Everything that Niro was saying was true, she knew. Haven had told her that when he had first broached the topic of children with her, and she knew the words to be true deep within herself, as well. It was nice to hear those words from a friend, and she took comfort in hearing them. She reached up and brushed away the rest of her tears from her sorrowful golden eyes, leaning her head against Niro a bit more. It felt nice to have him there to lean on, to know that she had someone else there for her other than Haven. Friends had never been that important to her, as she had focused more on herself and her brother growing up, but she was thankful to have the grey man beside her. The Majordomo was truly a great friend.

"Thank you," she said softly. Maybe all she had needed was to hear those reassuring words from someone else. The worry was still there, but it was not as prominent, and perhaps she would only truly be able to rid herself of them once the puppies were finally here and she could prove to herself that she would be nothing like Tokyo. "So... What's been going on in your life, Niro?"

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Niro seemed to have gotten through her early this time, he sighed in relief glad he would not have to work so hard to get her out of her depressed stupor. He did what he could to comfort the woman and felt that even though they did not know each other as well as they should, he let her, let her calm herself down, and think about what he said, and soon she was talking again. Good, he thought. That was a good start for her. He knew that deep down she would never do such things to her own children.

No thanks needed. You are a friend. I would rather see you happy than sad.

He said smiling down at her.

Things are going well… you must have heard from Haven me and Amaranth are mates now?

He asked, he wasn’t sure if she was up to date on his life, though the biggest thing really was just him and Amaranth becoming mates. Though she was still a bit young to have puppies, but he wasn’t worried about that because of his own… did she even know about them.

I think there’s quite a bit that’s actually gone on in my life recently, actually.

He couldn’t help but laugh. Thinking about the ups and downs he had since he’d last seen Princess… she probably didn’t even know his sister was gone, as she was not normally always out and about like he was. He didn’t think that Princess knew about her. he had never even mentioned her name before, and he didn’t want her feeling sorry for him either, knowing that she had been upset that her own brother left. Niro was upset but not at Orin… he was upset with the brute that too his sister away from him.

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<3
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Perhaps he had been able to cheer her up quickly because the young Lady Chance did not truly think herself capable of treating her own children in the same way that her own mother had treated her siblings. Tokyo Chance had always been wonderful to Princess, except when the then young girl had tried to defend her brother, but she had been absolutely awful to Ares, who had then been called Buttface, and she was a puppy-murderer. Princess did not really think that she could ever treat her own children in the way that her mother had raised her, but the fears had always been there, and the pregnancy hormones had very likely not helped with those nerves and worries.

"You're a good friend," she replied with a decisive nod. She was glad to have made friends with the Huntsman long ago, even if they were not entirely close and bonded. He was still a good man, and she was lucky to have someone else who cared about her, other than Haven of course. Golden gaze travelled to the bird of prey as she thought about her friendship with Niro. What was the bond like between his birds and himself? The young Chance woman could only assume that it was a bond that was similar to the one that Haven and Drogon shared, which she knew was a an incredibly strong bond between horse and canine.

A fresh smile bloomed over the pretty young woman's face. "Yes, I heard! Congratulations!" Princess had not even known that they were close friends until Haven had told her that they had become mates, but she was very happy for them. Amaranth was an... interesting choice in partner for Niro, though she supposed it was similar to the relationship she had with Haven. They were complimentary opposites in many aspects, so they worked very well together.

As for everything else that had been going on in the Huntsman's life, Princess was entirely uninformed. She did not keep up on gossip much at all, and with her pregnancy, she had other things to focus on. "What else is going on?" she asked, genuinely curious. It seemed like he had big things happening, and she was very intrigued and wanted to know what those things were. She was, perhaps, a bit too nosy for her own good, but it could not be helped, really.

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Niro was happy that he was able to help her out, and it seemed to have done wonders. He smiled as she told him that he was a good friend. Her words of congratulations were most welcome to the male, he knew that he and Amaranth were a strange pair, while she held lots of anger on the outside, he was more caring and generous. He was able to get through to her though. He was able to bring out her softer side.

Thank you very much. We have our ups and downs, but things are working out nicely.

She asked what more there was and he wondered where to start… lots of things had happened… since they had seen each other last… he decided to start with the hunting accident. He lifted up his right hand, where his pinky was no gone.

I had a run in with a moose late in the summer. Lukckily I lived.

He said, a chuckle made it certain the last part was a joke. He bit his lip, and hesitated for what would come next.

I also learned that I had pups myself, though I do not remember the act what so ever… and the woman lives in Dahlia… I’d only seen her two times and now I have three girls.

He wondered what she would think of him now… now that she would know that he had children from someone other than his mate… though he had not been with her at the time of conception he felt bad that he’d done it in the first place. It had be done now and as a result his daughters were born. He was in no way ashamed of them, he was happy to know that he had them. And he tried to visit as often as he could.

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<3
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Their friendship was still yet largely unexplored, though the young Lady Chance hoped that they could continue to grow closer with time. She appreciated Niro as a friend more than she did most in the pack, particularly because closely bonded friendships were not entirely that important to her. They never had been, if only because she had always been more focused on her own survival and taking care of her neglected and abused brother. Things were different now, of course, in that she no longer had to take care of anyone (though soon enough, she would, considering her expecting state) and that she had a loving partnership with her mate. Eventually she might learn the value of close friendships, but it would be a long process, and she did not truly know how to go about finding such friends.

Her eyes fell on the hand he lifted to show her and she did not stifle the small gasp of surprise at seeing the finger that was missing from the Huntsman’s hand. It looked like it would have been terribly painful. “I’m glad you’re okay! That looks bad,” she said, for lack of something better to say. She did not know how she had not heard of his accident, but she hadn’t. She hoped his recovery had been swift and relatively painless, though she doubted it was entirely so, because otherwise he would not be missing one of his fingers. She could not imagine losing a part of her body, even one so much small as a finger. Though she had matured in many ways, Princess was still a vain creature, and losing any part of her body would take away from her over all beauty, in her mind. Probably Niro did not share the same opinion, because he had never struck her as the vain type before, and she knew that she was. It was not exactly the most admirable trait, but she was proud of her beauty. Growing large with her pregnancy was not conducive to making her feel all that fantastic about her appearance, truthfully.

Of course, it was his last little bit of news that caught her by surprise the most, for how could it not? She stared at him for a moment, astounded at the idea of him having puppies with someone he did not know at all, and especially because he claimed to not remember it. Fleetingly, she wondered who the mother was. “Who is the mother? I used to live in Dahlia de Mai a really long time ago,” she added, though she did not know if he already knew that or not. “How old are they? What are they like?” Princess could not imagine living in a different pack than her yet unborn children, but then again, she supposed things were probably very different for fathers. Mothers gave birth and sometimes the puppies never even met their fathers, like Princess had not. “Do you see them often?” She felt as though she was pestering him with her questions, but the young Lady Chance was genuinely curious about the situation that the Huntsman had found himself to be in.


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My broken leg hurt worse but they are bot healing now. I actually only feel some pain in my hand, but I guess it doesn’t hurt anymore if you don’t have it right?

Niro said a grin on his face. He had plenty of phantom pains, which tended to be a strange thing for the wolf man. As he knew he did not have a finger there so why should it hurt? Well he would fail to tell Princess that. He was not here for the pity, though it took away from her own problems, it was just general news. He stared at the missing filange for a while before she spoke up again… who was the mother… and she’d lived in Dahlia before…

Oh her name is uh Lolita Monroe, she’s actually Vigilante’s niece...

He trailed off, wondering if the woman knew, if she did, what he reaction would be like, but he didn’t look at her. he was sure that her reaction would be along the lines of if he was really stupid or not.

well I’m not sure how old they are, I think they are three months old…

What a horrible father… not knowing how old your kids are… probably couldn’t say when their birthday was either… of course not Lolita didn’t give him that information.

I see them as much as I can but lately it has been difficult. Their mother probably locks them inside when I come to visit. I have not seen them for a while, though I have tried visiting.

He sounded solumn and he was sure that the woman who had birthed his children was just being plain spiteful because he did care about his children.

Do you have names picked out for your little ones yet?

Niro asked finally looking at the woman. He was sure he was trying to avoid the subject on how bad of a father he was just by delving into the same one just… backfiring it on her, in a small way.

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Tralala-la, Meghann will always be a slow post-a! >_>;
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Princess had never sustained a long-lasting physical injury, though mental ones did last longer, she found to be true. Though it had been such a long time since the loner had attacked her on the pack's borders and had tried to take her for his own, Princess still found that she did not even venture to the edges of the pack's territory much if it was not the ocean, let alone far out of the pack's land. The attack had frightened her sufficiently, and even though she knew the threat was no longer there, for it had been seemingly random and Haven had killed the stranger, it lingered in her mind still. Similarly, it had been quite a long time since she had been faced with her mother or her brother, but she knew that if she saw either again, the emotional scars that had both caused unintentionally would mar her ability to be happy to see them. There was no doubt of that.

Though she had spent some time in Dahlia de Mai after arriving in this area, the name was not one that the young Lady Chance recognized, and she shook her head to symbolize this. It was only logical that she would not know all the members of the flower pack now, as she had been gone for such a long time and had done her best to avoid the pack because of her mother, though she found it interesting that the mother of these puppies was related to their King. She did not think poorly of Niro for not knowing exactly how old his daughters were, because from what he was saying, it did not seem as if the mother was particularly nice. "I hope you can see them more later, because that's just awful," she said. It was not something she would ever do if she was not the mate of her puppies' father. Though, it was easier to say that when it was not the case, but she hoped it was not how she would be, anyway. Thankfully, she did not have to worry about that, for she and Haven were deeply in love, more than anyone else she knew.

Niro seemed to be sad, and though Princess had been a seflish and vain creature in her youth, she had grown more capable of seeing when others were unhappy. She had not, however, been able to learn how to cheer others up or distract them, as her Huntsman friend seemed very handy with, so she was thankful for the change of subject. Golden gaze dropped to her rounded belly and she thought of the little lives that were growing within it. She wanted so much to know what they would look like and what they would be like, how many there would be and whether they would be girls or boys. "I don't really know... Haven and I haven't talked about it yet. But I like the name Felicity, so maybe that will be one of them, if there is a girl," she mused. "Do you and Amaranth want puppies?"

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Niro nodded at her exclaimation. He too wished he could see his children more often. He hoped that whatever encounter he had with them, they would know that he loved them no matter what, he would do anything for them after all… He tried his best, though he could not blame the girls for not thinking on the same page as him. They were still young and didn’t always understand the ways things worked, but he hoped that in time they would understand. At the mention of the name she thought she would want Niro smiled.

That is a very pretty name. I am sure Haven would agree.

His smile did not faulter when she asked if he and Amaranth wanted puppies. He in fact did want children, at least more, and the rest he wanted to have with Amaranth. They were both young though, Amaranth barely of age to have children.

We have discussed it, we are young yet, especially her, though she wants them, we are letting nature take its own course, if we have children soon we will accept it, but we are not trying.

He said. That was possibly a good enough answer. He knew that his mate was young, and so was he, they had a while to go and he knew he would not leave her for the life of him. He did want a big family though. He loved children, loved the thought of them being all around him. That’s what he dreamed of at least, and there was still plenty of time for that. He would wait for his own girls to be grown in any case, in hopes that he did not put too much pressure on any of the puppies, his daughters or any he would have with Amaranth. It would be something fierce to juggle with, and he didn’t think he could.

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Though the girl was not as selfish as she had once been, a long time ago it seemed now, she was thankful to move on from the topic of his daughters to something more pleasant and light of heart, and admittedly, something that she held more interest in. It was not as if she did not care about Niro or his daughters, but Princess had plenty going on in her own life and she could only talk about things she had no affect over for so long. Haven had helped her grow and change incredibly during their time together, and the experiences she had been subject to in life had also helped, but there would always be a large portion of her mind that focused on that which affected her more than anything else. It was simply the way Princess had been raised and the way that she had lived her life for the majority of it.

She was pleased with his reaction to the name she had been thinking of, and the young Lady Chance certainly hoped that he was right in thinking that Haven would like it. It was a regal-sounding name and it would certainly be fitting for a child of theirs, as she truly believed that, because they were perfect for one another, she and the pumpkin Knight could only produce the best of puppies. Of course, she would love them regardless and she still worried that she would turn out like her own mother, a fear that had been quieted sufficiently by Niro for the time being, but she was certain that their children would be wonderful. Though she had no idea how many there would be, or if they would be girls or boys, or what they would look like, the expectant mother knew that they would be beautiful and loved.

Similarly, the young Lady Chance was pleased, but surprised, by Niro’s response to her admittedly nosy question about his hopes of having puppies with Amaranth. Princess knew that they were both younger than her, as Amaranth had still been a puppy when she had finally joined Cour des Miracles to be with Haven. It was strange that they had settled on mateship so young, but she could not say anything, because some might say she moved too quickly with Haven in the beginning. She was glad to hear that they were not planning on rushing into parenthood, though of course Niro already was a father. “That’s good to hear. I bet you’re a really good dad, Niro, and will be when you guys have puppies. You’ve always been a good and helpful friend to me,” she added with a smile. “How do Ayita and Vigilante feel about you and Amaranth being together?” Certainly, Princess’ nosy nature had not been quelled ever and she would likely always have it to her name. It was a defining part of her personality, that was for sure, and even if it annoyed some, she truly did not care as much as she probably should have.

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Niro was not always so quick in life changing things, though he soon learned to take advantage of it because of his time in Florida with his sister and then moving here, it was like a daydream and he wanted to hold onto everything that made him happy, maybe that’s why he had taken advantage of many of the things he had, though by doing that he’d destroyed some of his happiness, but he was learning from it. He would prove to himself that he would make things better for himself and others, and that he would not rush things any longer. He smiled as Princess spoke and couldn’t help but feel happy that she was confident enough in him to tell him this.

Thank you. I’m happy that I have my girls, though it would be better to see them, but I cannot have my way all the time.

Niro said, he thought about the reaction of Amaranth’s parents, both of them had slightly different reactions, though they did wish them well in the end. He was sure that Vigil would have put up a fight when he said something, though in Niro’s mind at the time it was a good thing. He knew Vigilante was a protective man, and it was his daughter, but he reacted differently in any case, which was for Niro’s better.

Well Vigilante was, nice about it, though I think a part of him disapproved, I don’t blame him, she’s still young. Ayita was happy in a way that Amaranth is getting some care.

He didn’t know what extent that the others knew of Amaranths condition, and he kenw he wasn’t about to say anything, nothing that would personally hurt Amaranth in the future. She was just a very troubled woman at the moment and she needed someone there to show her that she was cared for and someone was willing to be there for her every step of the way.

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"All that matters is that you guys are happy," she said at once, nodding definitively. It did not matter what Ayita or Vigilante thought, though it seemed that neither had much or a problem with it (at least vocally). All that mattered was that Amaranth and Niro were happy together, because Princess knew that you could only live your life for you, no one else. Niro had been the one to help her realize that so long ago when he had tried to console her about her brother. "My brother didn't approve of me and Haven at first, and I don't know what he'd think if he found out we were mates and having puppies... And I don't think his sister approved of me for him, either." Of course, Ares had not approved largely because of what Princess had told him about her first time meeting Haven. She had simply got off on the wrong foot with Mati.

Princess did not know anything about Niro's new mate or her relationship with her mother, because admittedly, she did not pay much attention to the goings on in the pack. She knew that Vigilante was not the red and white girl's real father, but biological parents did not actually mean much, she knew. The young Lady Chance had never even met her father, though she knew that her mother hated him. On some level, she still loved her mother, deep down, but she loathed the older Chance woman with all of her conscious mind. Family relationships vaired.

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WC:208 OOC: You can end or just archive <3

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Niro was certainly happy, yes he had to do a lot of work to keep his ate happy, yes she had many problems with her, but he was working to make her better. She was starting to get considerably better, her nighmares fewer, her happiness started to show through more now.

Yes we are happy, and I’m sure that her parents will see eventually that it is for a good reason.

He said he moved to a standing position, feeling it was best for them to head home, her to her mate, and him to his.

Come on lets get you somewhere wwarmer, I’m sure Haven’s starting to worry about you by now.

He said, and held out his hand. He had his own bed waiting for him too. Amaranth usually stayed awake for him until he returned. Unless of course he couldn’t sleep and she already was. It mattered little, he was sure that Haven would surely be worried for her, especially in her state. He would make sure he got her home safely, hopefully that would give Haven a little happiness that she was ok, even though he had no idea how long she’d been out here. He wanted to see her home in any case.

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