As Hermes became angry about Tarben, his hot pink eyes had caught onto her borealis fur reflecting her emotion as he fumed, which caused him to quickly calm himself down and apologize for his behavior. Not long after that, he began to ramble about taking Aurora to Sabertooth, to which her response was happily received by Hermes. "I would like that very much, Hermes. Thank you." He smiled, his tail wagging softly before he realized he knew little about her past, so he prodded, and it seemed to have tripped some switch as Aurora had paused and sighed softly before she began to speak. "Well, I was a noble. Born and raised since I came out of the womb to be the Queen by marrying the Prince of our clan. All I was trained to do was be a wife, lead a Kingdom, fight if need be to protect myself. I was quite literally conceived to do all of this, and was lead to do so all my life until-“ She cut off for a moment as she looked to the ground. ”I spent the majority of my life training to be something I never got to be. Because when I finally met him, and walked down the aisle, he dismissed me. He refused me, for another. Not even a Borealis. Naturally, it was an outrage among my family and his, and so I left."

Hermes’s expression saddened, primarily because it seemed to affect her sense of worth. ”Aurora…” He spoke softly, and then attempted to touch noses with her as she had looked at him, and him at her. ”You are so much more than just what you were ‘raised to be’. So much more than that.” Hermes then pulled his snout away if they had been touching. He looked away for a moment, pinks rising to his already very, naturally pink face. Hermes knew what he wanted to do here. He just had to take the giant leap. His father did. The skyborne male took a slow inhale as he turned his direction back to Aurora, standing up whilst remaining at her side. ”Aurora, I wish to worship the ground you walk on, and treat you better than anyone in Tarben ever would.” He would attempt to nuzzle into her neck, just behind her ear before whispering again. ”Please, I’d like to call you mine.” The winged, winter sunrise pelted male would not do anything further until she said yes, and when that was said, he would mount her.

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Contingent on whether she agreed to let him mate with her, he would get off and come back to her side, brushing against it, and intertwining their sky pelts. Hermes would wrap his wing around her, pulling her close. ”Now, my dear Aurora…” He paused, turning his head and hoping to meet her eyes as he spoke again. ”I promise to get you out of Tarben before you are due.” Hermes smiled, not realizing that his current and future actions would be a main catalyst for another war. He only wanted to love and be with Aurora, bring her back to Sabertooth and get her away from the heathens of Tarben who cared little about her worth and individuality.

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