Now we are back to the beginning
12-23-2015, 01:12 AM
Walk | Talk | Think
Anais was resting. She had been doing a lot of that lately. With her stomach grown large and round with pups, there was only so much she could get away with doing before Glacier jumped out from wherever it was he hid to watch her and made her take a breather again. Now that it was closing in on the end of her term, something that she sensed without needing to be told, all that resting had begun to sound more and more appealing.
Naps, in particular, were turning into a favorite of hers. After living such an active life, she never would have expected it, but the proof was in how often she indulged in them. And they helped. She would always wake feeling refreshed, rejuvenated, ready to begin anew as she seemingly continuously adjusted her den. It needed to be just right, perfect, for the birth of her children. And her definition of perfect, unfortunately, lacked consistency.
After waking from one of her naps, she had set about picking up her den, and was still working on it when she heard the sound of pawsteps approaching from outside. Her ears perked and her gaze lifted from the floor of her chosen space to peer at the entryway, stepping quietly over to it to peek her head out and see for herself who it was that approached.
Her golden eyes blinked, surprise filling her. Voltage? When had she seen him last? When had she spoken to him last? She was happy to see him up and about, undoubtedly, but her heart went out to him. She did not know the pain of losing a child - thank the gods - but loss was not unfamiliar to her. In fact, maybe she knew a little too well just how devastatingly it could tear apart a wolf when the one they loved the most was taken from them.
She hardly knew how to approach that subject, that pain, but it was not going to stop her from seeing him. Anais stepped halfway out of her den, lifting her head to smile gently Voltage's way. "Voltage," she greeted, her tone warm and friendly, quiet. "I'm so happy to see you." On impulse, she left the space of her den and exited into the cavern that connected each individual space, moving toward him so that she could nuzzle affectionately against his yellow-marked cheek.
Anais was resting. She had been doing a lot of that lately. With her stomach grown large and round with pups, there was only so much she could get away with doing before Glacier jumped out from wherever it was he hid to watch her and made her take a breather again. Now that it was closing in on the end of her term, something that she sensed without needing to be told, all that resting had begun to sound more and more appealing.
Naps, in particular, were turning into a favorite of hers. After living such an active life, she never would have expected it, but the proof was in how often she indulged in them. And they helped. She would always wake feeling refreshed, rejuvenated, ready to begin anew as she seemingly continuously adjusted her den. It needed to be just right, perfect, for the birth of her children. And her definition of perfect, unfortunately, lacked consistency.
After waking from one of her naps, she had set about picking up her den, and was still working on it when she heard the sound of pawsteps approaching from outside. Her ears perked and her gaze lifted from the floor of her chosen space to peer at the entryway, stepping quietly over to it to peek her head out and see for herself who it was that approached.
Her golden eyes blinked, surprise filling her. Voltage? When had she seen him last? When had she spoken to him last? She was happy to see him up and about, undoubtedly, but her heart went out to him. She did not know the pain of losing a child - thank the gods - but loss was not unfamiliar to her. In fact, maybe she knew a little too well just how devastatingly it could tear apart a wolf when the one they loved the most was taken from them.
She hardly knew how to approach that subject, that pain, but it was not going to stop her from seeing him. Anais stepped halfway out of her den, lifting her head to smile gently Voltage's way. "Voltage," she greeted, her tone warm and friendly, quiet. "I'm so happy to see you." On impulse, she left the space of her den and exited into the cavern that connected each individual space, moving toward him so that she could nuzzle affectionately against his yellow-marked cheek.
* Because he has become her protector, Glacier is allowed into any and all threads that Anais may be in, regardless of how they are tagged.
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