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 Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 6:17 am
Toku sat down as Malice started to poke the ducks, watching her quietly as his tail flicked about in the dirt. He watched her belly the most knowing his offspring rested inside her.
"Good for kids and food am I? I always thought it was for me intelect, my charming looks..." he laughed and shook his head before pausing to consider her next question, what did he want? Girls? The family had a history it seemed for very dominating girls, and the men, well they were just pure breed warriors. How many too?
"Honestly, just one." he finally settled, "Boy or girl but please let it be one... we can try two or more AFTER we figure out the first one..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 3:54 pm
"Haha just one?" she then said, while shoving a duck's corpse down her throat. She looked very ladylike, as always. "Sounds to me like you are nervous! Is the great Toku afraid of his own children?" My my, they'd soon have some problems them. "Figuring them out will be the easy part.." she then commented, while stopping her wonderful feast. "Watching them grow up will be the hardest part I think."
There was a pride to one's fully grown children, but at the same time there was a cost. The child would then leave the parents, and they would soon embark on their own journeys. Malice never considered how her own mother felt after working so hard at the process, and she wondered if it was difficult to watch the children move on in their lives. "Blech, I might as well ignore any other 'growing up' thoughts." she then said, while shaking her head. "That's waaay in the future, and for now I need to focus on children as being children." Goodness, where would she start in their teachings? Hopefully it would pan out when the kids arrived. "I just want boys and girls, so I can see what they are both like."
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 8:59 pm
Toku shrugged his shoulders just a bit as Malice started her meal. "Nervous? No. Just wishing for things to be easier to manage? imagine multiple ones that say don't get along? That would be trouble, with one we just have to worry about that one rather then a bickering little heard of kids right off the bat. He paused again, watching them grow the hardest? Is it really? Did his parents ache knowing they would not see how he was raised?
He shook his head mind clearing to her words for a long time he simply sat their, listening to her, savoring the sound of her voice and her smell mingling with fresh spilt blood in the morning dew. "Enough worrying about what they will be, what happens next. Lets worry about getting you fed and... what ever else you need I guess."
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