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- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
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Ariela nodded her head silently like a thank you for Thai agreeing to place all of this behind them. She examined the ring on her finger, and a weak smile showed upon her lips. "Ever think you'd commit to a wolf?" she teased quietly, afraid to use her normal voice, in fear of it cracking to show how emotionally damaged she was right now. One arm lazily wrapped around his neck, while the side of her head laid on his chest. Never in her life did she think she'd be here. She always thought she'd live a carefree life doing artistic things, and settle down with a demonic werewolf that would cater to her needs and she would do the same. The presence was much better than she had ever thought of what it could be. "I've never gotten a ring before," she added as she continued to play with it.
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Demetri noticed how stressed she suddenly looked, and was about to suggest to go to the hospital. They wouldn't be able to do much, because she was technically dead. Once he heard the word pregnant, his palms began to feel clammy. He wasn't scared, or angry, or extremely happy. Oh no, he was nervous. Nervous that soon he would be a father to a child that wasn't just a vampire, or a werewolf, but also an Angel and a freaking Demon. Four things at once, that baby would certainly have problems making friends. He licked his suddenly dry lips and looked at her. "I...well," he stopped himself, not sure what to say or do. "So, there's a possibility that we'll be parents?" he asked, his tone somewhat hopeful--which surprised him as well.
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Demetri noticed how stressed she suddenly looked, and was about to suggest to go to the hospital. They wouldn't be able to do much, because she was technically dead. Once he heard the word pregnant, his palms began to feel clammy. He wasn't scared, or angry, or extremely happy. Oh no, he was nervous. Nervous that soon he would be a father to a child that wasn't just a vampire, or a werewolf, but also an Angel and a freaking Demon. Four things at once, that baby would certainly have problems making friends. He licked his suddenly dry lips and looked at her. "I...well," he stopped himself, not sure what to say or do. "So, there's a possibility that we'll be parents?" he asked, his tone somewhat hopeful--which surprised him as well.