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It was one of those nights that Tobey always felt the urge to shift and run the forest, howling with the wind, his paws barely touching the ground in his haste to get to nowhere. But tonight was his anniversary, and he wanted to make it special for his young wife.

Indeed, they had been married one year. Tobey really couldn't believe it. Yumi was pregnant with their first son, due in a few months. It was one of his secret dreams come true. He had always dreamt of a family besides the one he had. One he could start on his own.

Tobey pulled his truck into the driveway of their lovely home in the country, getting out of the Ford and walking into the house, holding a batch of his wife's favorite flowers in his hand; a bouquet of red and white roses. He sought her out in the nursery, finishing up painting it.

The red haired male came up behind his young wife and kissed her cheek. "Happy anneversary, my love." He said in his German accented voice, showing her the roses. Yumi, her waist length garnet hair tied into a bun, smiled happily.

"Tobey, they're beautiful." She gasped, taking the roses and kissing his cheek. The man smiled and blushed slightly, standing up straight. Yumi's husband was about five inches taller than she, but didn't seem like it with his humble, kind disposition. But don't let that fool you' the wolf would protect his family with vicious fury.

Tobey trailed after his wife as she went to the kitchen to put the beautiful flowers in a clear vase on the windowsill. He came up behind her one again and kissed her ear. "You should go get ready; I made reservations at that new Russian restaurant downtown."

"How did you get in?! Someone told me you have to make the reservastion weeks in advance..." She suddenly gave him a look. "You didn't, did you?" When Tobey smiled proudly, Yumi laughed gently. Kissing her husband's lips. "I'll go get ready. And you will too. You're still in your work clothes!"

Tobey laughed, looking down at his jeans and flannel shirt; carpenter attire. He smiled and went upstairs, his wife trailing behind him.

* * *

The young couple arrived home from their dinner, smiling dreamily at eachother as they went to the kitchen. Yumi's hand rested on her enlarged belly as she sat down, taking a breath. "My ankles are so sore..." She murmured, to herself. Her brown eyes husband practically appeared next to her and kissed her forehead.

"Want me to give you a foot massage, then?" He asked, smiling still. He felt like he had not stopped smiling since the moment they got married. These two, his spectria and this wolf, had one of the happiest marriages since the beginning of time. Even if it was a little bit awkward.

"I-I... If you want to..." Yumi blushed deeply as her husband kneeled in front of her, slowly removing her shoes and rubbing her ankles and feet, first the lef tone then the right, one by one. He smiled as he saw how much his wife was enjoying this, even if it was only a foot massage.

Fifteen minutes later, after he finished rubbing his green eyed wife's feet, Tobey stood up and picked up his wife, kissing her cheek and taking her upstairs, to their welcoming bed.

Description
It was one of those nights that Tobey always felt the urge to shift and run the forest, howling with the wind, his paws barely touching the ground in his haste to get to nowhere. But tonight was his anniversary, and he wanted to make it special for his young wife.

Indeed, they had been married one year. Tobey really couldn't believe it. Yumi was pregnant with their first son, due in a few months. It was one of his secret dreams come true. He had always dreamt of a family besides the one he had. One he could start on his own.

Tobey pulled his truck into the driveway of their lovely home in the country, getting out of the Ford and walking into the house, holding a batch of his wife's favorite flowers in his hand; a bouquet of red and white roses. He sought her out in the nursery, finishing up painting it.

The red haired male came up behind his young wife and kissed her cheek. "Happy anneversary, my love." He said in his German accented voice, showing her the roses. Yumi, her waist length garnet hair tied into a bun, smiled happily.

"Tobey, they're beautiful." She gasped, taking the roses and kissing his cheek. The man smiled and blushed slightly, standing up straight. Yumi's husband was about five inches taller than she, but didn't seem like it with his humble, kind disposition. But don't let that fool you' the wolf would protect his family with vicious fury.

Tobey trailed after his wife as she went to the kitchen to put the beautiful flowers in a clear vase on the windowsill. He came up behind her one again and kissed her ear. "You should go get ready; I made reservations at that new Russian restaurant downtown."

"How did you get in?! Someone told me you have to make the reservastion weeks in advance..." She suddenly gave him a look. "You didn't, did you?" When Tobey smiled proudly, Yumi laughed gently. Kissing her husband's lips. "I'll go get ready. And you will too. You're still in your work clothes!"

Tobey laughed, looking down at his jeans and flannel shirt; carpenter attire. He smiled and went upstairs, his wife trailing behind him.

* * *

The young couple arrived home from their dinner, smiling dreamily at eachother as they went to the kitchen. Yumi's hand rested on her enlarged belly as she sat down, taking a breath. "My ankles are so sore..." She murmured, to herself. Her brown eyes husband practically appeared next to her and kissed her forehead.

"Want me to give you a foot massage, then?" He asked, smiling still. He felt like he had not stopped smiling since the moment they got married. These two, his spectria and this wolf, had one of the happiest marriages since the beginning of time. Even if it was a little bit awkward.

"I-I... If you want to..." Yumi blushed deeply as her husband kneeled in front of her, slowly removing her shoes and rubbing her ankles and feet, first the lef tone then the right, one by one. He smiled as he saw how much his wife was enjoying this, even if it was only a foot massage.

Fifteen minutes later, after he finished rubbing his green eyed wife's feet, Tobey stood up and picked up his wife, kissing her cheek and taking her upstairs, to their welcoming bed.