ardent

I've begun to realize... [birthing]



Amon

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
354
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
163
player
Fox

Famous
06-26-2017, 02:55 PM



Amon somehow felt a greater pressure with the coming of his second litter than he did with his first. His first children were beloved to him and would always hold a special place in his heart. These pups, however, were born away from his homeland... and away from his father's influence. Amon had heard many a troubling tale trickling in from the most recent arrivals. Gaios was growing impotent, giving in to his lust... Amon frowned where he rested, curled up near the entrance of Naamah's den. She had chosen a location far enough from Pyralis to give his sister some privacy, but near enough that much of his family was already in the area. He approved of her choice, but it did not do much to settle his nerves.

He was awoken in the night to the sound of movement in her den. He stood and moved to investigate as he did often these days. He was exhausted, having busied himself entirely with providing for and protecting now both his sister's pups and Naamah herself. He knew the coming moons would have plenty of trials as well, and he thought briefly that he ought to call for his children. They were of an age to begin seeking mates of their own, and they would need to be involved with this process if they were to learn. He peeked into the den's small entrance.

Both he and Naamah were large creatures and it was a struggle for them to get in and out, but it would be worth it to ensure security. As he neared the entrance, the smell of the air told him that he time had come. He rumbled with pleasure, certain that she would sense his arrival. Amon tipped his head back and let loose a joyous howl, much the same as he had for the birth of Pyralis' pups. These would be god touched, he was certain of it. He felt the presence of their God in the air around him. Turning his attention back to Naamah, he wondered if he ought to squirm inside. Worried about crowding her, he asked, "Where would you like me to be?" He cast a quick glance to the surrounding area, wondering how long it would take the others to show for the occasion.

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Amon is prone to foul language, insulting comments, and the occasional act of violence.
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!