Mud Puppy
03-20-2014, 11:10 PM
The commotion of yelling had the Primary Theta turn her course towards it, a large bundle of Thyme, Lavender, and Poppies held firmly in her jaws. Ears twitched to figure out what the heck was going on. She was unable to detect clear scents with the herbs in her jaws but she could at least make out Valhallans. She picked her pace up to a brisk trot till the scene unfolded before her. Sky blue eyes watched for a moment, eyeing the two pups and then the males. With a huffy grunt she called out to them before moving closer. Pausing to place the herbs down gently her usually warm eyes grew hard. First she turned to the white male.No wonder pups these days have such bitter words leaking from their jaws. You, sit over there, no more foul words from you ever is to be spoken infront of any pup. She barked out, tail raised slightly. She then looked at the patchy russet and black male, giving a soft nod to him, eyes softening before she looked at the pups and shook her head.Young ones, anger is not the answer to any problem. Come, calm down and tell me whats the matter. Why must you two have such anger as to use such language and bitter actions? Her voice became soft, soothing. Placing her haunches down on the earth she stared down at the pups. It was not harsh, but demanded and answer like any mother would to quarreling pups. She held an air of tendering loving yet was firm to get to the bottom of this. She glanced back up at the patchy male with a soft smile, and the white male a slightly frown but a smile was still there. She was not mad at anyone here. Everyone made mistakes, it was just a matter of learning from them. She had not missed the fact that the female pup was not Valhalla, which concerned her. Why was she alone? Speech Thought Others |