with arms wide open
04-22-2013, 04:48 AM
~*~ Ocena's time had been coming closer and closer. Gargoyle was all a mess of emotions -well what counted as such for him anyway. There were times when he couldn't think straight for all the excitement and plans he was making. There was so much he wanted to do with them... them... his pups. His and Ocena's pups. Whoever they were, they were going to be brilliant. They were going to be strong. And they were going to have the best childhood Gargoyle could possibly give them. There was fear too. Sometimes... not quite as often. He knew the bloodline they carried: They had such saints as Clash and Crusade and Ocena, and such demons as Gargoyle and Target. He would have to be careful with them, so very careful. But on this fine summers day, Gargoyle wasn't obsessing over the pups (for once) he was out hunting - attempting to see if he could find an arctic hare that was in perfect condition. He planned on bringing it back to his lovely wife. But a surprise waited for him today. On the way back to the cave, a scent drew him aside. Ocena. And blood. Of course his first thought was worry, shock - what had happened to her? And then his mind conjured up the imagine of his mate, filled up like a balloon - more than likely... it was time. Time! Gargoyle shouted for Asheni - not even realizing that the shout was half muffled by the rabbit in his jaws - and the next moment he was sprinting across the tundra. He found the cave soon, and smelled the honey scents of milk and newborn puppy fur. His puppies. There was a hesitation - only slight - as he stood at the entrance to the den. But then the Chief ducked his head and wormed his way in. The den had been more designed for Ocena's safety and comfort - it hadn't needed to be big enough to let a tiger in. Why hadn't Gargoyle considered this before. He got stuck partway in, but he didn't care. DIdn't even try to squirm. "Ocena..." he said in a whisper "They're beautiful..." His gold eyes, were warm, even glowing. Three lovely little lives. His legacy. Glaciem's future. HIS babies. Gargoyle's eyes were moist, but he didn't seem to notice that either. It took him a while to notice anything but the pups, and when it did - it was his mate's face, the face of an angel, which was hanging lovelying over the little darlings. "Ocena - how do you feel?" He'd dropped the rabbit in the den on the way in - if she was hungry she could eat, or, "If you're tired love, get some rest. I'll watch them. Nothing's getting in past me." He glanced back, trying to wriggle his rump. "Literally." Of course he wanted to be over there to cuddle with Ocena - but there'd be time for that soon enough (as it was summer and the ground was soft he could always dig and enlarge the den) but now it was miracle enough just to lay then with his head on his massive paws and the colorful little bundles squirm about. Still he didn't notice the tears, one or two had fallen down his cheek fur. But he wouldn't have minded even if he'd seen. He was a calm collected creature by nature. But that didn't mean he didn't feel. His trouble in the dark days had been seeing emotion and attachment as weakness - that's what had started it all. But he'd learned. Ocena had opened up his heart in a way he wouldn't have thought possible before. And he had three new lives to guard and care for. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~ |
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