I dreamt of Paradise
04-23-2013, 10:41 AM
~*~ The massive male was more or less on cloud nine. He was a father... A father! It was a level of responsiblity that he hadn't known he'd be strong enough to bear - and a joy he hadn't dreamed he'd experience. Three perfect puppies lay curled about his mate Ocena back in one of Glaciem's birthing dens. he'd already spent hours and hours with them. But of course he had an extended family to see to as well! All of Glaciem was counting on him. As much as he'd like, he couldn't burrow his way into Ocena's den and stake it out for a few weeks. He had to keep patroling borders - keep checking for predators - keep making sure the hunters and warriors were at their peak. But on top of all that, there was another errand he needed to run. One that Crusade had been reminding him of rather forcefully. "Keki," Gargoyle muttered. "Where have you gotten to?" At the Chief's side, a mink bounded along through the tundra grass. Frisk had only recently met up with his buddy and of course wanted to be shown to the pups. First things first, however, Gargoyle needed to find Keki. His adopted niece had been absent for some time. She was still in the packland of course - he scented her and saw tracks - even caught a glimspe of her a couple times. But he figured that she was choosing to keep away for some reason of her own - and he'd been too busy to start to really worry. Now though... "I bet she got eaten by a snow leopard," Frisk offered. "Not helping, mink." The big wolf showed a gleam of fang. Thankfully, Gargoyle was used to ignoring the nonsense of the prey creature. His nose was hot on the scent. But something was odd. Being a father must've really been getting to his head - because he still thought he smelled traces of newborn pup fluff and wolf's milk. But it had to be in his head. Ocena was miles away. But Frisk started sniffing the air too. "I know that smell.. That's pups." The weasel darted forward, quick as shaft from string. "Frisk!" Gargoyle growled, but he found hismelf following after just as quickly. He caught up to the mink, and taking him carefully by the scruff, flipped him up into the air. The mink landed perfectly on the he-wolf's back, digging in claws and perching as easily as a bird. With Gargoyle's paws setting the pace, the scent quickly grew stronger. And Keki's scent with it - until they arrived at the mouth of another den. Though the sun was bright, Gargoyle felt a sudden chill. The scent of blood was in there - but not from death or prey - from life, from birth. "Keki....?" the male said quietly. He stood quite still. But not Frisk. The mink spiraled his way down Gargie's foreleg and rushed straight int othe den. "Keki! You had pups! How thoughtful of you! Gargie! There's three of them in here!" The mink - who was longer bodied than the pups but no bigger, scurried about - grinning up at Keki and then racing over to the babies and sniffing them all over - completely oblivious to the danger he could be in should a mother wolf's instincts arise. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~ |
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