It's a wonderful life
Knight
Bloodletter
10-09-2022, 07:59 PM
Under the canopy of exotic trees and being sung to by loud, colorful birds, the gray couple tease each other back and forth. Fern bounds away playfully and she hears the teasing snarl that Rudy gives her. He pounces on her, knocking the gray woman down as she laughs with joy. Rolling over to face him nose to nose, she chuckles at his words and says, “My mom had an owl. Might be fun to have another nocturnal companion... besides my husband.”
A bright, joyful laugh fills the air as she places her pale paws on either side of his face and pulls him toward her. A gentle, loving lick is given on his nose before she releases him and stands. Shaking out the stray leaves that have gotten entangled in her coat, Fern uses her tail to playfully swat at his legs before trotting off. The deer is found and the hunt goes off without a hitch; the couple easily downing and killing the deer with flawless timing.
The deer stills and Rudyard happily offers up words of supper time and Fern moves from her place on the creature’s shoulders. With a huge grin, she moves to stand next to Rudy and folds her haunches to sit upon the ground. With a cheerful voice, she says, “My compliments to the chef!” A soft laugh is given before she leans over to begin the fest. As they eat, she moves closer to Rudy until her side is pressed into his. Her tail wraps around his hips and she enjoys the feel of his little puff of a tail.
Looking up to him after she has eaten a good amount, Fern marvels at how handsome he is. In the fading light of day, she traces the curve of his horns, the shiny glint of his metal leg, and his face. She cannot help but be fully and completely in love with the motley man that has captured her heart. Standing, she steps away from their dinner, pink tongue slashing out to swipe off the blood that coats her lips. There is something she has wanted to say for a while but has been afraid to.
Now, as Fern turns to face the wolf that has her heart, she offers Rudy a smile and says, “Rudy, I have been meaning to say something. I… I want to have pups with you but I am worried I won’t be a good mother. My mother did the best she could but it was a rough life moving all the time. Just… promise me that you won’t leave me. No matter what happens… please.” Her old insecurities bubble up to the surface and the gray woman waits to hear Rudyard’s response.
"Rudyard & Fern Carpathius"
A bright, joyful laugh fills the air as she places her pale paws on either side of his face and pulls him toward her. A gentle, loving lick is given on his nose before she releases him and stands. Shaking out the stray leaves that have gotten entangled in her coat, Fern uses her tail to playfully swat at his legs before trotting off. The deer is found and the hunt goes off without a hitch; the couple easily downing and killing the deer with flawless timing.
The deer stills and Rudyard happily offers up words of supper time and Fern moves from her place on the creature’s shoulders. With a huge grin, she moves to stand next to Rudy and folds her haunches to sit upon the ground. With a cheerful voice, she says, “My compliments to the chef!” A soft laugh is given before she leans over to begin the fest. As they eat, she moves closer to Rudy until her side is pressed into his. Her tail wraps around his hips and she enjoys the feel of his little puff of a tail.
Looking up to him after she has eaten a good amount, Fern marvels at how handsome he is. In the fading light of day, she traces the curve of his horns, the shiny glint of his metal leg, and his face. She cannot help but be fully and completely in love with the motley man that has captured her heart. Standing, she steps away from their dinner, pink tongue slashing out to swipe off the blood that coats her lips. There is something she has wanted to say for a while but has been afraid to.
Now, as Fern turns to face the wolf that has her heart, she offers Rudy a smile and says, “Rudy, I have been meaning to say something. I… I want to have pups with you but I am worried I won’t be a good mother. My mother did the best she could but it was a rough life moving all the time. Just… promise me that you won’t leave me. No matter what happens… please.” Her old insecurities bubble up to the surface and the gray woman waits to hear Rudyard’s response.
Fern has a female stoat companion named Puff. She is always nearby.