The idea of dancing with her husband sounded like a very fun activity for the two of them to do. In a way when they hunted together they moved as one, responding to one another's movement as they took down prey together. Dancing would provide the two of them to connect, and strengthen the bond between them. It was a good method to help tame her mates' never-ending energy, refocusing it on performing well in the dance rather than getting into some mischief. Although he'd probably always fall into some sort of mischievous act, but at least the two of them would be able to do something together â€" alone. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy doing something with their pack, she loved it, and yet she was eager to try something new, something different. It would probably be something the other side of her mate might not enjoy at first. Dancing after all was something that girls did, but maybe the pattern, repetition, and music might snag his attention and keep him happy rather than grouchy. She was a bit wary on telling him just what hobby she wanted to do, because she didn't want him to quickly dismiss her idea. He seemed okay with her idea. Pulling back some of her curls she grinned brightly at him.
"I know your other half will find it silly, and maybe too girly, but I think you'll both enjoy it! At least I will try, and if he doesn't like it then I guess I'll try to find something new."
Hopefully she could find a teacher that would be extremely patient with her mate. She wanted this to be fun and had no wish for him to be disgruntled or upset. It wouldn't do him very well and it wouldn't do well for the instructor either. If dancing didn't work for them then maybe she could find another activity for them to participate in. When asking him a few questions she didn't quite expect him to ask in return. The two of them were mindful with one another when it came to asking questions. Although after all these years they should know each other fairly well, and yet there were some things they didn't know. It wasn't because they didn't care about one another. When his other half was around he was not curious about her, he would not ask her any questions that he wanted to know. It wasn't a bad thing it was just who he was. In turn she didn't question him on many things, because he always seemed to struggle and not be as forthcoming as she would be. So, to respect how he was she didn't ask, but perhaps his other half would be more inclined. When asked about her favorite foods she was baffled, but eager to reply. Her favorite food to eat may not be typical for a wolf, but seafood wasn't something she was accustomed to having before. Now that she lived on the docks she could get them all the time, and living with a pack of felines, seafood was staple on the menu. If he wanted to know about her favorite foods then he ought to be aware of her favorite snacks and dessert. When he claimed he liked popcorn too, a small simper was given to him, pleased to hear he liked the snack too.
After speaking about food the she-wolf thought that now would be a good time to inform her about the so-called prediction Matteo had about their children. Sometimes having a conversation like this one needed to be done with his more aware persona. The woman needed her partner to carry on a conversation like this. But first she wanted to trick and tease her husband, temporarily on the idea that she was pregnant at this point in time. Although after colliding into her door, due to her mate getting all nervous about being told she was now pregnant, Raven decided that maybe she shouldn't have told him while driving. Still though it was amusing to see that flabbergasted and alarmed look on his face, leaving her to laugh, pleased with herself. Seeing him lay his head on the steering wheel, she pressed her lips on his cheek and ruffled with his hair in a playful manner as she giggled. As he brought the truck forward again she answered all that she could. Matteo far from willing to be so transparent with all he knew which only further led the woman to think he was being deceitful.
When Tobias claimed that their own Alpha trusted the Fae, Raven felt a little bit hurt. Why would their own Alpha trust a complete stranger? Did he not trust her? Probably not, if he was willing to rely on someone that wasn't even pack member. He always kept to himself. She trusted him knowing a few things about it her, why wouldn't he do the same? At least he could trust someone, other than her husband. Frowning some she nodded half-heartedly. As Alpha it was part of his role to protect them all, and yet even she knew that wasn't something one could do all the time. Sometimes a little bit for help was a good thing. Mumbling softly she looked out the window, sighing softly.
"Then...who will protect him?"
After all these years within his pack she knew her place. She wouldn't question him outright, but that didn't mean she couldn't ask Tobias, even if he wouldn't be very forthcoming. When Tobias tried asking more questions about the future of their children she had nothing else to report to him, other than Matteo felt like things should still stay as a surprise. Although some things, like the possibility of her children being feral, wasn't something she wanted to wait on to know. The very idea that she could possibly give her children that curse did concern her greatly. They didn't deserve to have that. Hearing that Tobias shared her concern was good, but she wasn't quite sure how to answer his question when she didn't really know either. Although thinking about it did lead her into thinking about that surprising encounter with her Father after she and Frost were kidnapped. Tetradore knew about that incident, but he didn't and she did that on purpose. She did not need her mate running off to do something extremely reckless. Her Father already took too much from her, he wasn't going to take the most important person in her life. She should have told him, she knows that, and yet she had her reasons. As he drove she looked back at him, a little bit apologetically.
"It-it happened a year ago. That was when I was limping for a week and never shifted, I was healing. I told Tetra, but we never brought it up to each other again. I didn't tell you, because I didn't need you to go out looking for him, not when he could have hurt you, not when I could have lost you."
With a shaky sigh she looked at the river ahead, noticing he wasn't stopping. Still twisting her wedding band she murmured softly.
"Every now and then I catch his scent around town or in the South, but I haven't caught it in the West."
While the vehicle started to submerge in the river she sat a little bit more straight in her seat, keeping an eye on the water and the window. How her mate was able to drive the truck through the water, and he wasn't freaking out, was quite an interesting achievement. The reason why he wasn't freaking out made sense. He didn't like the touch of water and the water wasn't touching him, but still what if his other half came forward and flipped out? That promise though to not name their children after food or something stupid was something she would adhere to. Although really, she wasn't foolish enough to cave into his other half's whims if he came up with some silly name, as if he were naming his toys! Although not wanting to name the child after himself did seem a bit out of place, from her understanding it was something a Father did. Shrugging her shoulders she explained her thought on it.
"I think Fathers named their child after themselves for tradition, name travels down the line. But I will make sure our children have a good name with meaning. But if you don't like your name you can change, is there a name you would prefer to go by?"
As much as she loved her husband she did want their children to carry some of his qualities. Gently she leaned over to kiss him on the cheek gently, speaking quite sincerely.
"I hope our children are like you. I want them to be loyal, to know how and when to have fun, to be extremely clever, caring, and honest."
A small smile appeared as she listed off just some of the qualities he had and ones she wanted their children to have. As they reached the top of the clifftop she waited for him to turn the car off. Unclicking her seatbelt she opened her door, eagerly hoping out. Raising her arms upwards to stretch for a moment she started walking and stood silently on the edge. Blue-grey eyes opened wide looking at the beautiful landscape before them. As high up as they were she could still see how some of the tall grass moved when the window blew through it. There was a wide waterhole that had a variety of different animals taking a drink. Feeling his presence beside her she wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning into him for a moment, quite content in this quiet moment. After a few moments of silence and taking in the scenery, she looked up at him gently kissing him, underneath his jaw, a gesture of affection and obedience, as she spoke fondly.
"Oh, Tobias this is gorgeous. You can see so much! It's lovely, thank you!"