Hera

She had been let go but she didn't know why. Her tail now tucked as she moved into her parents land.He belly bulging she was due in three days time.She looked around and then layed down.

Ambrose

The black-outlined silhouette of a wolf walked along the edges of the domes. The hot steaming air licked fire at his ebony pelt though it didn't bother him. Much. His silvery eyes swept over the land before him, somewhat with a scowl on his face, but then it quickly disappeared. Someone, or something, was just up ahead. He'de know the shape of canine if he ever seen another. Not even giving a second thought, he changed course and started toward her, his eyes gleaming against the dull sunlight from overhead. He didn't like this area; it was hot, barren, and it had no signs of movement anywhere. Only the powerful bursts of hot air as it rushes from the domes. He'de hate to fall in one of those, but he wouldn't be anytime soon.
Coming to a halt, his paws making no noise at all to give away his location, he simply stood and stared down at her. He was a good few feet away, possibly even a couple yards. His eyes washed over her frame, which it was quite evident that she would be having pups. For a moment, he wondered if she was dead. That was from afar. Now he could easily smell life seeming to emanate from her. That always was better than a decomposing corpse. Either way, her sides were moving lightly, signaling she was alive. Now he would only watch, no need to hurry her out of a seem-to-be slumber.

Hera

She slept on till her nose picked up a scent. Unknown to her she was now alert.She sat up and then stretched. She didn't see the male only a few feet away but she smelt him. She yawned and looked around.Her tail flicked.

Ambrose

Although he was curious, he watched on with little to care about. It was only a fae that would soon enough be having pups. He looked around. He couldn't smell any potential male that could be the father. Maybe that was a good thing; he wouldn't look like the bad guy. He was never the 'bad' guy-- only to those who really were bad. Oh, but bad is such a weak word.

Turning his head back quite abruptly as she began looking around, he stood ready to move. He wouldn't speak first though. Not yet. He narrowed his silver eyes at her, the pair seeming to glow against the dimness of the domes. The smoke rising obscured his vision only slightly.

Hera

Her family lived here yes but they were out for now. She looked around and then stood up. She was nervous. Why did she smell a male yet he didn't present himself. WAs it another basterd? She sniffed around and tried to find him.

Ambrose

Still staring at her, he could feel a bit of laughter rising deep down. She couldn't see him? Wow, he must have some pretty good vision. It wasn't until he watched her for a couple more minutes that he finally gave a gruff noise, not much of a bark, though not a growl. Just a presense-alerter. Then he stepped closer, hopefully making his outline more visable. Those silver eyes were locked on her and her swollen frame, interested, though not in that sense. He tilted his head then, wondering if she had anything to say. Oh, she was unusual.

Hera

Hera who was 70% Husky, 15% Akita and 15% Wolf was the most wolf like of her family. She was pure white with a black strip up between her eyes. She stopped when she heard the noise and then saw the male.Who are you? What do you want on my mothers land?She spoke quietly.

Ambrose

Now he had his head tilted once more. She wanted to know what he wanted? He wanted nothing. But now to translate that into audible words. "I am Ambrose, and I come for nothing." he simply replied, his voice a bit low, but the youth hinting at the edges. He was probably a little more mature than most, but don't let that fool you. "I more wanted to know what you wanted," he then stated, looking at her with an almost curious gaze, though whatever feelings he had he kept masked.

Hera

She listened to him her ears on him.I am Hera and I live here with my familyShe spoke calmly.What do I want? Why would you ask me that when i was sleeping here?

Ambrose

He watched her curiously, with an interested spark in his silver-pooled eyes. Then he shook his head, "You woke up and it sure seemed like you wanted something," he stated in a simple reply, and then took a firm seat upon the rocky ground. "Why would someone in your condition be lying out here?" he then asked, auds pricking.

Hera

She snorted and shook her head and then listened to his second question.I live here with my familyShe spoke.

Ambrose

Ambrose couldn't help but give a chuckle at her words. Oddly, they sounded quiet familier. "I'm afraid you've already said that just a moment ago," he stated, ending his voice with one last chuckle and a grin. "But no bother. Who's the proud papa? If you'de even care to bother with that." he stated, raising an inquisitive brow as he gave his head a sharp tilt. It had indeed crossed his mind that there may not even be a 'proud' papa.

Hera

She growled at this.No one is the father the father is a mangy muttShe growled.

Ambrose

His eyes narrowed into slits once more, glowing against the total black backdrop. Oh, she was confusing him now. Only a bit, though. "Oh? So if no one is the father, how can you suddenly say he's a 'mangy mutt'? You do know the meaning of the term 'mutt', I might inquire?" he said, tilting his head a bit as he studdied her. He didn't know why he was spending his time like this. Boredom came in only one form, and there were so many ways to cure it, yet he almost regretted taking a trip here. The steam was becoming as annoying as the noise as it spurted from those deadly domes.