Kusimamia'Utulivu - -_Wish of the Goddess_-
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Aisling - Das Tor
It was the night. The night she would see Tulivu again, and tell him the decision. That it was in his favor. Aisling sighed and paced a bit, waiting. She'd been there since sunset, her brother and Rohodamu a bit downwind of her, to make sure all was well. Though she trusted Tulivu...they did not. She sat and decided to just wait. He would come soon enough.
Tulivu glanced about, making sure that none saw her. He trotted from his den and then across the way, to smile happily when he saw her. Aisling. The most beautiful thing to his pretty blue eyes. "Aisiling." She breathed happily. Trotting over to her, he licked her ear gently, "I am glad you came..."
Aisling smiled at him, tail swishing a bit behind her as she moved to lick his cheek. "Hello, Tulivu. I've good news. My family agrees to me staying here...though I have two staying with me to help look after me while I am waiting for the little ones to be born."
Tulivu's eyes softened, and a happy smile crossed his maw, chest rumbling in a purr, "I am glad, Aisling! I was indeed hoping they said yes." Licking her ear again, he nuzzled her, carefully, "Are you still up to it?
Aisling laughed softly and nuzzled back. "I am. I want to help you. Though...I wonder if...if I might keep one, if the litter is a large one?" She looked a bit guilty at that. "I encountered a cub yesterday and I felt...happy helping her and taking care of her." And the smile the cub had given her...that had made her feel whole in a way she hadn't felt since the fall of Tearmann.
He nodded, "Yes. I would be fine with this." He rolled his body about hers, and then he licked her ear again, "So....We are to make this happen then?" He sounded very happy. "I am eager to see if I have beautiful dark children, though I doubt it."
The black lioness smiled and giggled. Actually giggled. "Yes, indeed! And I am sure our cubs will be dark. Mother says my father was pure black, and my brother is a nice darker shade of purple. Even my mother has mostly dark coloring."
He chuckled, "I'm eager to see, Aisling. Now....." He murmured softly, "Shall we? I know of a den on the outskirts of the Pride. No one will find us. If they did, they would expect you to be a Lioness with a Demon of your own." He licked the other once more.
A demon of her own? Demons were usually a bad thing, yes? From the stories she'd heard, anyways. But Tulivu was kind. And his name did not ring any warning bells in her visions. If he was bad, it would have. "I think this den would be a good idea." She would not question Tulivu now. And if they were found...well, she had a talent for words and was gifted with grace under pressure.
Tulivu smirked as she said this, licking his paw. Vassago found himself within the crimson lion purring in pride at his own 'conquest'. Large paws padded over the ground as he made his way for the den, leading her with a calm presence as he thought of what he soon had coming, namely cubs of his own, hopefully some with his mother's coloration...some with Aisling's beautiful fur. It would be perfect, and most of the Children would likely bear demons inside him. Tail flicking back and forth as he trotted past her, and into the den, laying back as he waited for her, a smirk curling his maw. The demon within him relished the idea of what was about to happen. And strangely enough....he felt the same.
