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"Oh I would walk five hundred miles and ah'Iwould walk five hundred more, just to be the man who walked a thousand miles to fall doon atchor door.." The clear resounding voice echoed through the prides lands as he entered, he hadn't been back here since those faithful nights some weeks ago and he hadn't in any way, shape or form, intended to return, yet the call of the woman he had left behind had dragged his paws back to this odd pride.

Having followed her scent, and convinced the guards he was here to see Atia he followed his nose towards her dens singing his joyful ballard. "Nananao, nanana naow, dedededidilyyadiddlyyayayow!" He drummed as he approached her den.

A smile creapt along his maw as her scent grew stronger and lifting his orange tabby head he grinned and whispered. "I would walk five hundred miles to fall down at your door"

Atia had been resting in her den when she heard a voice she knew, and knew very well. All things considered anyway. She stood up abruptly, a bad idea for someone her age and in her condition really... But that was not the point. Daddy was home. And if she could convince him to stay... well, simply put, her life's ease would increase exponentially.

"Beau?" She asked, curious as she moved to the front of her den. This was going to take some explaining. On both their parts, likely. She did believe that Venus had given her a second chance with this pregnancy -or at least that was what she had tried very hard to make everyone else think. She could care less whether a God or Goddess had chosen to bless her. The point was that she was going to have children, and everyone else needed to believe that it was the will of the Gods.

She was fairly certain it had more to do with her sudden break in celibacy. "Beau dear, you came back?" She asked sweetly, staying in the dark. He was bound to realize something was up, even after one encounter with her. He had figured out her motives pretty quickly, which was part of why she liked him so much. Clever little thing.

Dear? He raised a brow, suspision, "Hey baby, I don't beleive I grew any horns since I last saw you." He quipped rolling his shoulders and taking a step forwards. "Come on out here woman let me see if you're like I remember." He grinned roguishly standing tall and waiting. He thought maybe she had someone int he dark waiting to attack him, but he couldn't smell any other scent. So what was with the sweet talkin'?

"Course I cam back, i said I would didn't I?" He flicked his tail, well, he had said that to a fair amount of girls, most of which he had never returned to. Shrugging he scoffed at the idea. He had never been tied down, it was weird enough that he felt compelled to return to Atia. Beyond weird infact, down right twisted.

He just douldn't wait to see the older femme, she was his little peice of heaven. "Come on baby, don't keep daddy waitin'."

"Oh, don't keep daddy waiting?" Atia walked out, dropping all sweetness for the moment, discovering that she really wasn't in the mood to fake it. Besides, she doubted Beau would appreciate it. "You should really see how literally that's true."

She sat down in front of him, making her point as she pointed downwards. "I believe you left something here when you left last time. So glad you came back to have a look." She mentioned, raising an eyebrow. Good to know she still had it though. She had always been good for making Cato come back begging for more.

Men, all alike. They only had one head to think with. But she had always liked that about men. It made them so much easier to manipulate than women. But every now and then you had men like Beau... who thought just a little bit more than the others.

Beau blinked as she sat before him. He was far from freaked out, infact it gave him a testemant, he could apparently knock up an old gal who was surely past her sell by date so to speak. Still he had to ask, a cheeky grin rose on his lips as he padded towards her and walked around her back pressing his body against her spine he rose his nose to her ears and whispered "tell me the truth now baby have you been faithful to me while I been gone." His dark eyes fell down to her distended stomach and he chuckled. He already knew the answer, he doubted the old gal would take anyone else to her confidences.

Licking his pale lips he moves his muzzle to press gently against her abdomen, he could be careful when he needed to be."Sure you didn't just eat something weird sweetness? You know I hear ladies have phantom pregnancies all the time." He kept his voice even and calm, he even sounded almost cheerful that he was this fertile. Still he had to prod her, he needed a real rise out of Atia, that was a part of who she was, he didn't want to see her being all surley at him. He wanted a snap and that willing grin he had left behind the last time.

Atia rolled her eyes, very nearly smacking him for that. "I have been entirely faithful, if only because all the males here are so extordinarily boring, dear." She told him, and that part was true at least. Atia's loyalties had always belonged to her pride, not to a person. Except perhaps Maximus' mother. She had always liked that woman. Part of why she liked the current Caesar, she supposed. And when Atia meant to keep her word, she always did keep it.

"And I've heard of those, and no. To get a phantom pregnancy, you have to want one." She told him bluntly, unimpressed by what he suggested, but she didn't stop him from doing anything. After all, touch had never really phased her, and her boundries were boarderline non-existent. "This is the real-deal kiddo. And they're all yours."

Beau grinned broadly, a sparkle in those dark eyes. "Should I be surprised?" he raised a brow and nuzzled her belly again, "guys round heer must be full of crap if you can't find yourself a partner love." He smirked and lifted his head. "So you want me to be the daddy here lady or do you want me to go now?" It was time to get to the point, he could walk away without his fun if she didn't want him to stay.

It would almost hurt to walk away, he quietly kept this little peice of information to himself though, he wouldn't admit to Atia that she'd woken something in him that he hadn't felt for a long time. the excitement of living. It must have been the fates that called him back here, given him a reason to stay with this sensual, older woman whom knocked his socks off.

He scoffed to himself, he knew he was tying himself down and he could barely believe it. Still the decision was hers, and he didn't want to walk away, he wanted to stand at her side and feel her wrath.

Atia was actually a little suprised by his reaction. She had expected him to promptly run off again, not offer to stay with her. Most of her plans had all been inpreperation for raising the children by herself, not with him around. "What? You mean you, the wandering spirit, would offer to stay here?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. She hadn't expected that at all.

Which was odd. Maybe she was off her game, she usually had ten different plans for every possible situation. But she had thought Beau wasn't the type to stick around... unless she had done a far better job on the seduction than she had previously anticipated. She hadn't made him fall in love with her, had she...? Because she did rather like Beau. And if he did stay... he could be an artist, easily, because he did so love to perform and sing... And now she was getting way ahead of herself.

The big male shrugged nonchalantly, "Hey babe I'm not one to shirk my responsabilities if i know i have them." He cleared his throat roughly, this obviously wans't the truth, he couldn't even look Atia in the eyes as he said it. Lifting his broad head he looked her in the eyes flickering his tufted ears "Listen to me darlin' I aint sayin I'll stay forever but I like kids and yanno, we have fun." He smirked looking down her bodyw ithout a moment of hesitation.

"You know you look awesome with that bit of weight." He chuckles, almost darkly his deep orange eyes flashing on her. "Maybe we need to feed you more after the welps are born hmm?" he lifts one of her paws with his own and licks it, waggling both of his eye brows. "I like big butts and I cannot lie." He sings playfully, though inwardly he was surprised at himself, what on earth was he doing committing himself to a pride? Tieing himself down like this. Maybe when darkness fell he would walk away and never come back? Shaking his head inwardly, he knew he wouldn't, imagine, a woman finally tying him down.

Atia grinned. Oh, she did have him wrapped around her finger, and who would have thought? She usually had to put effort into that kind of thing, but Beau really liked her. He knew what she was and still liked her, which was even weirder frankly. Because she wouldn't change, oh no. She fully intended to remain a manipulative b***h, even to him, and even with her children if she had to. It was part of why she had survived so long. She had far too much to do to die.

Then came the weight comment, "Oh please. I have no intention of becoming some fat old witch. As soon as the children are out, I will be going back to normal thank you very much." And she really wouldn't cede on that one. She would let him into her life, certainly, but she wouldn't let him change her life. She was a stubborn old broad at heart. "But if you'd like to stay... I'm certain it can be arranged my pet." She cooed. She did like having Beau around... He was fun, and interesting... and knew what she was like and didn't seem to mind. It would certainly change the dynamic around her... as well as the opinion of her children.

Beau sucked air through his teeth and smirked. "Listem babe, you don't have to be condescending, I aint ever gunna be your pet, you just keep your mind sharp and your claws sharper and I'll stay as long as I'm interested." He smirked and placed a claw under her chin lifting her nose up so he could look straight in her eyes. "Just remember Atia the horizons only a day away and if I vanish I might not come back." he gave a little lift of his lips flashing his teeth.

It was all well and good committing to being here for Atia and even for the kids which grew in her belly, but he wasn't going to be her little boy toy, he wanted in on this deal if he was going to stay. "What you are pulled me back here lady, I won't deny it but I'm stayin' for my own good, not for anyone elses so don't you be playin' your games with my head, I won't stand for it." His lips moved back in to that roguish grin then and he licked the end of her nose.

"Point me in the direction of sighn ups henny, if I'm stayin' I suppose theres things for me to do." he rolls his eyes dramatically. "Imagine me bein' tied down Atia." he scoffed. "You must be the best or I'd be a blip on the horizon by now." he smirks.

Atia smirked, glad that he was sharp. He wouldn't be any fun if he weren't, just another peon for her to screw around with. But that was why she wanted him to stay. Because he wasn't afraid of what she could do, and rather encouraged it really. But she nodded, "Fair enough... but would we really have any fun if I weren't trying to make you my boy toy?"

She grinned, settling in and enjoying hersef this time. "I know you've always liked things a little more dangerous than anyone ese does." She mentioned, tilting into him thoughtfully. "You can worry that I'll tame your sweet little heart... and I'll just worry that one day you'll run off and never come back."

She wondered how she could convince Maximus this was a good idea...

Beau shook his head and chuckled wrapping one of his forelegs around her and pulling her in to his chest. "Probably not babe, it just makes things that bit more interesting." he chuckles quietly nudging her gently "I wouldn't call it sweet, certainly less icy than your own but far from nieve." He smirks quietly laying his head on top of hers and looking towards her den.

"So I'v never seen where you live before." he chuckles. "bet the last time you were having cubs no one said that to you huh?"

"No... no they did not." She told him with a simple shrug. "But the last time, I was with a mate I didn't want." At first. Hard to admit how much she had come to love Cato after a while... then the b*****d had gone off and died on her, right when she was certain that if she had liked anyone at all... it had certainly been him. Beau was a wholly different type of male though. That made him much more fun.

"No... no we're not sweet." She smiled at him, kissing his cheek, "We're certainly not friendly... and we're certianly not usual. But that's why I like us. That's why I'm not chasing you away and telling you that the children are all mine." She laughed a little. It was a little tempting. After all, she had big plans for the children growing inside her.

Beau chuckled lightly, he was sorely tempted to ask her who her old mate was. He had heard little of Atias pride infact, he woudl have to do some listening. He let a slight shrug fold his shoulders, he would learn in time. After all time he had.

"Do I get one?" he chuckled and placed his paw on her stomach. "Another wandering Bard in the world would do the world some good." It was partially a joke, he would certainyl take the time to put some songs in the cubs heads but he only had so much paitents for small furry things with odd voices."Go on babe, you better show me my new digs before I find my place in this new way of things."

Atia nodded over her shoulder and turned back into her den. It was nice, nicer than a lot of other dens. After all, Maximus was almost a son to her. And she was the elder, so that meant everyone wanted to be good to her... earn her favor. After all, most of them were smart enough to know she was a very dangerous enemy. It came with age, she supposed.

"Well... I'm sure at least one will be as interested in singing as you are." She told him pleasently, though she would die before she let one of her children leave the pride. Unless they proved to be entirely useless, she suppposed. Then they could do whatever they liked, so long as they didn't hold back other, more useful siblings. "We'll just have to see how they turn out, now won't we?" After Atia culled the herd, sorting out who could be as manipulative as she was... who could be manipulated to help her and their siblings... and who was simply not useful.

Beau smiled lightly flickering his tail he nudged Atia up directing her towards her dens mouth. This was certainly a change of pace for him, who knew he would be settling down? Shaking his head he passed in to the shadows with Atia at his side.

Tomorrow would be an odd day he knew, but until tomorrow came, he was sure they could have a little fun.