Thinking about the future wasn't something she willingly allowed herself to focus on. It wasn't because she didn't want to or feared to. It just simply wasn't an action she occasionally did in her free time. Even after all these years she was still haunted by that treatment. Within those chains locked up in her room or in that cage she never allowed herself to hope, or dream up of a future where she would be free and happy. Tobias' desire to have a place to call their own was an interesting concept and one that she thought allowed, agreeing to the idea. It would be nice for the two of them to disappear and spend a few nights away from their family. The two of them were deeply loyal to the members of their pack, they would never abandon them, but they would sometimes needed a moment to themselves to get away. It made sense, maybe it was even natural? Raven hoped her husband wasn't angry with her or hurt that she hadn't fantasized their future together, and if he did, he didn't show it. Although why should she concern herself with the future, when her mate did everything so differently, especially with typical social customs. The future was a mystery, but he was absolutely enigmatic, and she wanted to learn as much as she could about him. Unfortunately, though it wasn't like she could converse with him on any subject about himself or his life all the time. With this little window of rare opportunity, she could. With a grin she easily slid out some questions that she pondered about.
"What would constitute a perfect day for you? What is one thing you refuse to share? Is there a particular toy you weren't really fond of? Do you recall a dream? Describe your own personal hell and heaven. Is there a hobby you want us to take up together? Is there anything you want me to know that I don't already know?"
Her dial titled to the side as if anticipating his reply. Her attention would return back towards the road as she looked at the beautiful landscape of the African safari. When he mentioned his own childhood with Tetradore and the activities they did together and with their shared Father, she was happy to hear he recalled something positive. Although he made sure to remind her that Tetradore's Father was his Father too. So, he did have a Father figure? Even if it was temporarily. Quietly she nodded in agreement not wanting to press any further about his past. Asking about each other's past wasn't something that they did to one another. For them the past was meant to stay where it was, the past. When she tried to inquire more about it he struggled and became uncomfortable, and she had no interest to make him feel that way, not when it was unnecessary. If he asked about her own past she would be willing to talk about it, but how far she would go even she didn't know. With him speaking aloud one particular memory he liked in his childhood she thought about how she saw the other children play with a tire swing. It seemed like a lot of fun and if she remembered surely they would...would have too. Frowning at the thought of them being dead, she looked back out her window releasing a soft sigh. She would turn around and give him a small smile when he confirmed that he would give her that tire swing.
His comment that she should brace herself made her a little bit concerned. Brace herself? How does one brace themselves in a car? She looked down at her seatbelt making sure that it was clicked in correctly. But as the vehicle started to tear upwards she yelped softly as the car started to shake and rattle. Looking straight ahead she noticed how quick they were going, and how quick they were getting to the top. As the truck launched upwards into the air she called out his name, worried and excitement could be heard in her tone. As soon as the truck bounced and landed back on the road she felt her body be thrown towards the left and right, back and forth, she held onto the dashboard to try and steady herself. He was right, driving on this road was nothing like driving in the city. As they continued down the trail her mind wavered back to that prediction that Matteo made about the two of them having children. She didn't say a word to anyone about what he said. Part of her didn't believe him and a small part of her did, or at least hoped it would occur. With Tobias in control of her mind this might be her chance to let him be aware, because explaining this to his other half might be a bit more difficult. Twisting the ring in a fidgeting manner, anxious to let him know, she started off slowly explaining it all, at first mentioning when she found out about it. Although learning that Dorian's Father was a friend of Tetradore's made her frown for a moment. Why would a Fae be friends with the Were-King of the West? That seemed odd, it seemed like something Dorian would have mentioned to her...but he never did. Tetradore hardly spoke about anything to begin with so it wasn't surprising that he wouldn't say anything about the Fae, he kept things to himself, and she never pried. If he had something to say and if it was important for them to know then he would have said something. Nodding slowly she responded softly, still twisting her wedding band around her finger.
"Yea, but you can't tell anyone that he is Dorian's Father. But if he is Tetra's friend, I guess that explains why you can smell him sometimes around the Ark, not all the time though, just sometimes."
The importance of Tetradore's connection to Matteo, although was interesting to know, that wasn't the reason why she mentioned him. The focus on the matter was that he foretold they would have two children. When she placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it, her small grin grew even wider, as she slowly nodded her head in return to his inquiry.
"I am, I wasn't sure how to tell you. It's a good thing I was able to fit in that wedding dress."
She remained silent for a moment letting her mate register exactly what she said. Blue-grey eyes focusing on him closely as she allowed the pause of silence to surround them. Then suddenly she busted out giggling shaking her head, her hands held up as she crossed them, her way of signaling 'no.' She was indeed not pregnant and yet she couldn't resist pulling his leg. Was it a serious matter about the possibility of her being pregnant? Yes. But how often was Raven able to pull off a joke or a prank on her husband, and one that he would indeed understand? Pink lips were pulled back into a Cheshire grin, blue-grey eyes holding a cheerful light in them, as she jovially teased him.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding I swear! I would have told you far sooner if I knew."
She would lean over to him and place a gentle, but long kiss on his cheek, her way of apologizing to him. Raven hoped he wouldn't be hurt by her joke. Settling herself back in her seat she continued to talk about Matteo's vision. She let out a soft yelp when she felt her body slam towards the right into her passenger door as Tobias turned the truck sharply to the right. Shifting herself back into her chair she listened as he continued to ask her questions, questions she wanted answered too, but Matteo poofed before her mind could really settle on what he was telling her at the time.
"He would not provide me any details. I don't know when we will have them, I don't even know what their gender will be. I don't know if our child will be gifted by abilities or intelligence, but if they have your cleverness I am sure they would be quite intelligent. He said some things were best to be a surprise. After he told me very little he just poofed, and I never saw him again. I doubt he would tell us everything, wouldn't be surprised if he was lying too, it would be too cruel if he was."
The she-wolf loved the fact that Tobias held an excitement tone in his voice, he appeared just as excited as she was feeling. If he thought about them having their own place and bringing their children out of the city...surely that meant he thought more about the possibility of their children. Did he have any hopes of what their children would be like, how they would act, or which features they got from them? His comment about her being so calm about this was answered with a roll of her eyes and a snort.
"Calm? You think I'm calm? I'm terrified, anxious and excited. I haven't spoken to anyone about it yet, I've been thinking about it for so long, internally conversing with myself many times about it to the point where I'm familiar with it. And I'm quite capable of being calm, thank you very much! Just not on this topic."
The idea that she couldn't be calm was ridiculous. Raven was quite assured that she could be serene when she needed to be. She went quiet for a moment pondering on the idea about their children wondering what they would be like. Speaking her thoughts aloud, attempting to try to imagine something in the future, she looked over at him and then back to the road straight ahead.
"I'm hoping that our children are healthy and grow up to be successful, that they have all the opportunities we didn't. I am sure your other half would prefer to have a kitten, but it would be nice to have one of our children would be a pup. And I hope our children don't have my condition, I'd hate for them to have to live with it. Is there anything you wish for our children?"
Her eyes would look back down at the map. The young woman taking her role as navigator seriously. Although she was curious as to why he chose this trial. She didn't really focus on the one he selected. Surely he chose this one for a reason. Seeing where they were on the route she looked up straight ahead again she easily provided him direction again, but this time questioned where he was taking her.
"Up ahead you're going to take a left in 5 miles, and then head straight for a good while. Where does this trail take is anyways?"