A pretty smile spread across Navia's lips, clearly she was appreciative that he would wait for her to decide when was the appropriate time to reveal her pregnancy to others, and she showed that appreciation by cupping the back of his neck and repeating his last words to her, adding in the Khluri tongue their word for secret. Before he could question to be sure it was that, she was pressing Théadan into a warm kiss, lingering close to him as she expressed her own love for him. It wasn't necessary, he already knew how deep her love for him was, but it was sweet to hear all the same, and left him smiling at his lover as she turned back around, snuggling her back against him, and leaving them to rest for the night.<br/><br/>It was a good sleep for Théadan, being cuddled up to Navia with her scent in his nose always made it easy to drift off, and a lot less likely any bad dreams would come to bother him. He had remained where he was, snoozing softly, dreaming of his lover on sunny beaches, and the temptations of her naked body, which she would teasingly make him chase after, never one to make it too easy for him. Before he could catch her in his dream however, his name was being called in alarm, dragging Théadan out of the dream. Navia was still the first sight he saw, blurring the lines between dreams and reality, but a look of shock was in her eyes, and she was clutching too him tightly, her legs drawn right up against him. She spoke of sheep, and he could only look at her in confusion as he really did wonder if he was still asleep.<br/><br/>Théadan followed the direction of Navia's looks, gazing down between them to see a white fuzzy head poking over the hay and blanket, looking at them before bleating and resting it's chin on the hay, it's mouth close to Navia's feet. His eyebrow raised at it, then at her, recalling the time on Terlingua where she had happily let a lamb nibble on her fingers. A groan escaped him as he let his head sink back into their makeshift bed, deciding this was not something worth waking up for, he was far too dopey this early. "Is just a sheep." He murmured dozily. "Go back to sleep." The sheep apparently had different ideas as he suddenly felt something slimy tickling his foot. "Nah!" He yelped in surprise, looking down at the sheep as he drew his feet up and away from the offending tongue, only for the sheep to suddenly try and get its hooves on their bed. "Shoo! Shoo!" He said trying to give the sheep a swat with his feet, only to find the animal quite insistent.<br/><br/>He had just wanted to go back to sleep, but clearly the sheep was going to persist unless he did something. Théadan groaned again, hating that sitting up was going to wake him up more, and make it difficult to get back to sleep. "Out, get outta here." He ordered the sheep, sitting up and barking at the creature, but it seemed to ignore him for the most part with little more than another bleat. "You're just not scared of me in the slightest are you?" How many battles had he fought in? How many had died by his hand? Yet the sheep just continued trying to taste feet, until Théadan was standing on them and giving the sheep a push away from the bed, and towards the exit. Unfortunately more than one sheep had gotten in, two others were nibbling on hay around the room, leaving Théadan to try and usher them all out by pushing them around, until the last one trotted out with a disgruntled 'Baa!'<br/><br/>"There, they're gone." He said tiredly, closing the door behind them, before wandering back to the bed he shared with Navia, still naked, and not too interested in retrieving the clothes they had flung around in their haste to make love together. He was instead clambering back on to bed, and trying to snuggle back up to Navia. "Too early to be up." He said groggily. "And you're far too cosy."