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River O'Connor || Rivercrest Pack || Lead Scout
River had continued to slump against the building brooding over her own muddled up thoughts before, as usual-- they were brought back to the baby. She let out another sigh, her warm breath letting out a few wispy puffs of fog in the mornings still bitter chill, luckily her jacket was actually serving it's intended purpose of keeping her not freezing to death. That is rather than her current usage of keeping her belly more discreet. As much as the girl liked to talk a big game and was rather difficult to embarrass- in part due to her two main emotions seemingly being happy, or about to rip someone's head off in an ironically stereotypical Irish fashion. But for some reason having this whole pregnancy just made her feel strange.
Maybe this was in part due to not knowing how or where to even find the babies dad, she remembered what he looked like- but they were both drunk, his scent was nowhere even in the deepest reaches of her mind and well- It wasn't like she'd force him into this anyway, it's not like they'd planned it and for that matter of a fact he didn't even know about it. She'd kept the whole situation secret from the pact mostly for that fact, she wasn't the type to sleep around, let alone not even know the dad. She was meant to be strong, reliable. She was the Lead scout, she wasn't meant to be getting caught up in such- stupid situations.
And yet the other part of why she kept hiding it wouldn't stop nagging at her whenever she looked at Jeremiah. She couldn't help but think, but try to understand what... what her dad would think of her. He'd only ever wanted the best for her, for her to grow up strong- to become the Beta one day after him even if she didn't really think she was up to task by any means. He was so- amazing, a part of her still hoped he was out there, alive... trying to get back to the pack or even if he wasn't, that he was happy. It was a childish dream, she was well aware of that even through her general obliviousness.
"What would you think of me now?... huh... Guess I've messed up big time. Would you be angry? I mean, I bet you'd be hunting down that guy to beat his head off, right? ha... Would you want me to have kept it? To not-... of the kid to not have a dad?... For- for me to put such a burden on the pack, I know you'd be mad about that part...."
The words left her as almost some subtle plead to the gods of old, as though asking them for an answer she knew she couldn't get. Her eyes watering but unable to produce any tears, not that she wanted to- if she did she'd only look like even more of an overemotional dunce when going back inside. It was only upon turning her head to the side at the sound of shoes coming up the stairs she noticed the alpha, immediately straightening up and putting on a grin, "I really gave 'em an earful, huh?... That'll show him to be such a jerk this early in the morning!~" She started off, unaware of if the man had actually heard her seemingly talking into the sky like a crazy person. After all Jeremiah wasn't a born wolf, it would be kinda hard to explain what her dad had said about all those legends.
She began to stretch her arm a little when the scent of breakfast hit her and not unlike a pup her face lit up with a far more genuine happiness, looking eagerly at the plate as he asked about where she'd prefer to eat. "Oh!- uh, I mean... I-Inside?" she let out as though partially caught off-guard by the concept of choosing, she was never great at sudden choices. She tended to prefer a more simplistic or direct path. She stood patiently waiting for him to make a comment or begin to walk back towards the door.
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Crono
River had continued to slump against the building brooding over her own muddled up thoughts before, as usual-- they were brought back to the baby. She let out another sigh, her warm breath letting out a few wispy puffs of fog in the mornings still bitter chill, luckily her jacket was actually serving it's intended purpose of keeping her not freezing to death. That is rather than her current usage of keeping her belly more discreet. As much as the girl liked to talk a big game and was rather difficult to embarrass- in part due to her two main emotions seemingly being happy, or about to rip someone's head off in an ironically stereotypical Irish fashion. But for some reason having this whole pregnancy just made her feel strange.
Maybe this was in part due to not knowing how or where to even find the babies dad, she remembered what he looked like- but they were both drunk, his scent was nowhere even in the deepest reaches of her mind and well- It wasn't like she'd force him into this anyway, it's not like they'd planned it and for that matter of a fact he didn't even know about it. She'd kept the whole situation secret from the pact mostly for that fact, she wasn't the type to sleep around, let alone not even know the dad. She was meant to be strong, reliable. She was the Lead scout, she wasn't meant to be getting caught up in such- stupid situations.
And yet the other part of why she kept hiding it wouldn't stop nagging at her whenever she looked at Jeremiah. She couldn't help but think, but try to understand what... what her dad would think of her. He'd only ever wanted the best for her, for her to grow up strong- to become the Beta one day after him even if she didn't really think she was up to task by any means. He was so- amazing, a part of her still hoped he was out there, alive... trying to get back to the pack or even if he wasn't, that he was happy. It was a childish dream, she was well aware of that even through her general obliviousness.
"What would you think of me now?... huh... Guess I've messed up big time. Would you be angry? I mean, I bet you'd be hunting down that guy to beat his head off, right? ha... Would you want me to have kept it? To not-... of the kid to not have a dad?... For- for me to put such a burden on the pack, I know you'd be mad about that part...."
The words left her as almost some subtle plead to the gods of old, as though asking them for an answer she knew she couldn't get. Her eyes watering but unable to produce any tears, not that she wanted to- if she did she'd only look like even more of an overemotional dunce when going back inside. It was only upon turning her head to the side at the sound of shoes coming up the stairs she noticed the alpha, immediately straightening up and putting on a grin, "I really gave 'em an earful, huh?... That'll show him to be such a jerk this early in the morning!~" She started off, unaware of if the man had actually heard her seemingly talking into the sky like a crazy person. After all Jeremiah wasn't a born wolf, it would be kinda hard to explain what her dad had said about all those legends.
She began to stretch her arm a little when the scent of breakfast hit her and not unlike a pup her face lit up with a far more genuine happiness, looking eagerly at the plate as he asked about where she'd prefer to eat. "Oh!- uh, I mean... I-Inside?" she let out as though partially caught off-guard by the concept of choosing, she was never great at sudden choices. She tended to prefer a more simplistic or direct path. She stood patiently waiting for him to make a comment or begin to walk back towards the door.
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Crono