Concerns of a Leader
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The evening had just gotten started and all he could do was wander around, sipping his wine with as much class as he could muster. If it had been just his pack he probably would be getting fairly drunk on whiskey right now and inviting his friends to join him and fully enjoy the evening but as it was this was a first impression for him on most of the Artisan pack and he dare not portray himself as a drunk. Instead he had been taking to wine, slowly sipping it every now and then.


His mind wandered to his co-leader Anann. As of late she had become quite weak and the Knight knew from her scent that she had been pregnant on and off for the past couple of months. Clearly she was having trouble keeping any pups that her and Anatoliy managed to produce. He had only been able to watch as Garnet, his first lover, had gone through a miscarriage and the experience had ended with her leaving him, unable to cope with the stress. It amazed by worried the Knight that his friend would go through this multiple times in such a short amount of time. To help her they had agreed she would move out of the Courthouse to a cabin just outside of the Fort for more privacy but soon he would have to address the issue to the rest of the pack.


His eyes turned and found Ismeme in conversation with Hadley. The pair was very recently announced as official mates but the silver female’s belly was full of the growing pups. With little ones on the way it was important now more than ever for Casa to be a safe place but seeing the round women talking he was urged towards her with concern fresh in his mind because of Anann’s illness. Tapping on Hadley’s shoulder he spoke confidently, May I borrow Ismeme for a dance? The brown male nodded quietly and the Sole extended a massive hand out for Ismeme, intent on leading her to the dance floor. Shall we?




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OOC here! WC: 291


Isa watched as the others drank in celebration, wanting to have a drink herself but knew it wouldn’t be good for the pups steadily growing inside her. She was still frightened for the pups too, many females in her family had given birth to litters that consisted completely of stillborn litters. She had heard her own mother had three stillborn litters before having Isa and her sister. What if the same thing happened to her? Could she handle the pain of loosing a whole litter? She wasn’t sure at the moment, but it didn’t matter, her pups were still alive. Placing her hand on her growing belly, Isa could feel their hearts beating within her, reassuring the worried mother that everything was fine. She looked to Hadley as he spoke, not even realizing Jazper was approaching them. It would have been hard to notice with how many luperci were there though.

The Sole tapped on Hadley’s shoulder, asking to dance with Isa. She was shocked by this, wondering why he would want to dance with her. He was a handsome, single man, surely he could choose any beautiful woman to dance with, so why would he choose the pregnant one? His reasoning didn’t matter though, she wouldn’t turn her Sole down, especially when Hadley already agreed. As he held out a hand for her, Isa gave him a smile and took his hand, stepping closer to him as she spoke. I suppose we shall. I must warn you though, I’m not a very good dancer. She let him lead her onto the dance floor, but was still unsure what to do. Looking around at the other dancers, she tried to figure it out before looking back up at Jazper, completely lost.



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It warmed the Sole’s heart and tickled his alpha pride when Hadley quickly agreed to let him take the pregnant female away from him. Although Jazper knew the male still suffered from his anxiety and lack of social behavior it was clear the brown hued ex-slave was coming into his own and starting to explore what one would call a normal life. It was a huge deal for the nervous man to allow another to escort his mate, bearing child, away from him and into a crowd of dancing people. It would be simple enough for one of the dancing pairs to accidentally push Ismeme but the Knight was a gentle giant and many would give him the extra space out of respect for his rank or size.


Ismeme was not a tiny fragile lady and it would not be possible for him to lead her around, especially with the extra bump, as he would a smaller member at the ball. “I’m sure that wont be a problem.” He reassured with a smirk. With he paw on his he wrapped his strong fingers around hers and gently lead her into the crowd. As expected people quickly shifted out of his way to make room. Once finding a place in the Great Hall where he would be able to talk without raising his voice he turned to indicate a stop. Without hesitation he wrapped a strong arm around her, his hand laying flat on a respectable place on her back. “We’ll just take this easy.” He instructed with a chuckle in his voice as he began to slowly sway from side to side, his feet only inching to the right in a circle as their hands did.


Looking down at her he confessed, I just wanted to check in on you. They swayed once more. I hope the Ball has been relaxing for you. Have you been eating enough? His golden eyes clearly showed their concern for her and the pup in her belly. As a first impression Jazper normally frightened others slightly but after being in Casa for some time his members all knew that he was a father and a friend. There was much more to the leader than the strong warrior mask he put on for most formal events. Will you be going to bed earlier tonight or staying up and enjoying the party? I was thinking about setting up a fire pit outside after things slow down.


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