OH LOVER BOY // morning sickness

[Romulus]

Morning sickness. The damning part of pregnancy, surely. Romulus hadn't taken on any cases of pregnant females yet, nor did he have any particular interest, but to say that this specimen before his eyes was pleasing would be a lie. Her recent attitude left a distaste in his mouth. Even so, the lion couldn't ignore her painful groans and the hacking from afar. Raising to his paws, his ears pinned to the back of his head.

Upon wandering, the father appeared to be present. Jormungand hadn't been his favorite yet, so rather than acknowledging him, the male instead directed his attention to Aphra. His ear only flicked at the other male's correct assumption of morning sickness. With a free paw, the roots and branches of a willow sapling began to sprout upwards, only to drop their leaves then disappear into the floor. His other claw lightly grabbed at their stems. Observing them momentarily, the lion's gaze settled on the female. "Come here," he bluntly demanded.

Whether or not she listened, his paw pad would stretch outwards and expose the leaves. "Take them." Romulus wouldn't press forward if she didn't though. As he said previously, let them suffer if they wished. His help would be passive and from the sidelines from now on.