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28.Feb.12, 02:58 PM
Oh, how could he not be happy? He'd wanted children his entire life, but circumstances had prevented it. He didn't just want errant dragonspawn running around the weyr with various mothers, he wanted a family. Ronarth had been favored by a young queen back at Ista, but the plague hit before anything real could come of that...and well, Ronarth didn't chase greens. Thank Faranth!
He'd started to think he was out of time. He wasn't old, but he would be before long. He let out a happy sigh and lowered his head, pressing his lips against Tsuen's neck and squeezing her reassuringly. "Oh, Tsu...." he sighed. "I don't care either way," he said lowly. It could be a watch-wher and he'd still love it.
Early spring, was it? He smiled. "I can't wait," he said, lifting one hand and stroking her cheek with his thumb. He found himself overwhelmed with protective impulses. He already knew she would probably work herself too hard during her pregnancy, that he would try to stop her and she would tell him not to worry himself so. The thought amused him as much as it worried him. Oh, how he would fuss over her!
Little human!? Ronarth asked excitedly, his snout hovering just outside the window. Will it play with me? he asked both of them. D'ren laughed. "Ronarth...don't crowd the hut, you'll knock another window out..."
He'd started to think he was out of time. He wasn't old, but he would be before long. He let out a happy sigh and lowered his head, pressing his lips against Tsuen's neck and squeezing her reassuringly. "Oh, Tsu...." he sighed. "I don't care either way," he said lowly. It could be a watch-wher and he'd still love it.
Early spring, was it? He smiled. "I can't wait," he said, lifting one hand and stroking her cheek with his thumb. He found himself overwhelmed with protective impulses. He already knew she would probably work herself too hard during her pregnancy, that he would try to stop her and she would tell him not to worry himself so. The thought amused him as much as it worried him. Oh, how he would fuss over her!
Little human!? Ronarth asked excitedly, his snout hovering just outside the window. Will it play with me? he asked both of them. D'ren laughed. "Ronarth...don't crowd the hut, you'll knock another window out..."
