Tell Him - 3 13 10 - Tameus Fiona
As the weeks go on of Fiona's garden tending, the nights become warmer - edging towards spring. The girl still has a jacket on though as she sits in the center of her manmade little paths, rested on a stone bench and with her arms curled around her knees. The doe is gazing up and out, lost in thought.
Tameus has learned by now that he can find his cousin here most evenings.. and there she is. The hook-handed buck steps down toward the garden gingerly from the higher-up crater, and comes to stand nearby Fiona with a chuff of greeting. "Hey y'."
The voice causes Fiona a bit of a startle and her ears jerk upward as both eyes go up to seek him out. Slowly a smile creeps along her muzzle, ears settling back again. "Oh. Hi." The expression is fond, yet the doe still appears far away.
Tameus's head tilts slightly, and he gives her a warm smile in return, then crouches next to the doe, brushing his hand against her shoulder lightly. "Mind a lil' company, pretty?" he asks in a low, teasing tone.
Nuh-uh. Fiona shakes her head in reply to the question, her smile becoming more fond as Tameus kneels down near to her. It puts them at a closer height range to one another, at least. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips before she speaks again. ".. actually.. I'd like t'talk to ye."
"Ah yeah? Go 'head," Tam says, now settling down so he's sitting on the ground instead of crouched. He glances from her face off toward the ocean from the high vantage, while absently rubbing his hook with his fingers.
"Well.. haven'.. said anythin' to /any/one. Til now." Fiona seems a little bit nervous as she picks at the hem of her jacket, eyes going to the fabric. ".. but I think 'm pregnan'." It's said in a breathy exhale as she shows something of a grin, even if it still has the apprehension behind the expression.
Tameus's ears flicker upright, his eyes coming back to Fiona's face in an attentive, somewhat surprised expression. Very quickly his muzzle develops a grin as well, broader and brighter than hers. "Y' think y're... /really/? /Fi/!" He snags her around the middle with both arms, mindful of that hook of course, and pulls her against him in a hug.
Nyee! It's something between a squeak and a squeal, just because Tameus gets her into that mindset when he suddenly drags her excitedly into a hug. Fiona's arms wrap around his back as she grins broadly - an expression that is pressing at the boundaries of her cheeks. "Yeah!" She fairly gasps out, then swallows as she tries to settle somewhat, still letting him embrace her. ".. but.. I don' know what Taye'll feel 'bout it." She huffs this out in that same nervous manner.
Tameus squeezes a little - not too much! He bumps his nose against Fiona's, their grins almost matching. Sometimes it's easy to tell they're related. "Can't believe y' haven' /tol'/ him yet! Fi. /Fi/. This 's... fantastic, he's gonn' be /thrilled/. I mean, 's bloody /Taye/ we're talkin' 'bout." He smooches her on the nose.
Fiona curls her fingers against Tam's shoulders as she looks at him now, ears twitching uncertainly while she searches his expression even as her smile remains. "Well.. ye know.. Jus' in case 'm no'. Didn' wanna tell him. And what if I /am/. Not like we've been togethah very long! I mean!" Then she trails off with something of a huffing laugh.
Tameus throws back his head to release a short, gruff laugh, and shakes his head. He's just keeping his arms around her for now. Maybe for a while! He wuvs his cousin. "What's th' worst that could happen? Huh? He wants t' marry y'? /Oh no/," he teases, nuzzling her. "Jus' don' even worry 'bout it. If y' end up bein' wrong, 's not like y' won' get a kid in y' eventually. But y' need t' tell him, doll."
Even as she is nodding her agreement and understanding the young doe is nibbling on her bottom lip like a nervous child, unable to fight her grins off for long in Tam's presence - with him being so giddy and encouraging. "Yeah." Fiona curls in a little more, seeming to lose herself in thought again. ".. yeah." But that's all she can say.
Tameus's arms snug a little tighter, pulling Fi right into his chest. Practically sitting on him. He ducks his head against her hair and blows, fluttering the blond locks playfully. "What're y' thinkin', then?" he asks, more quietly.
"Jus' worryin' thoughts." Fiona states with a dismissive air as she leans into Tameus, enjoying the comfort. ".. Bu'.. I'll tell him." She nods decisively, so that the buck knows she's telling the truth.
"Don'. No worries 't all, okay?" Tam coaxes, and catches her muzzle lightly in one hand. He tilts it up so their eyes meet, and gives Fiona a fond, reassuring smile. "None. Jus' do it. No worryin'. Promise?"
For a moment she just searches his expression, looking a little lost, before something about his reassurance causes her to smile again - eyes fairly twinkling now. Fiona's head dips in the slightest of nods, chin bumping to his fingers as she does. "Promise."
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