ardent

My Dear Daughter



Deviant

Loner

age
8 Years
gender
Male
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04-14-2014, 10:52 AM
Find #9


She, Deviant would have had a granddaughter and despite the father, she would have been a beautiful princess. Fern was her name, only adding to the child's beauty. The man couldn't stand the sorrow in his daughter's eyes, and so he would bring his right foreleg up and wrap it around her, his left one moving in over her left leg to bring her into a tight yet gentle, caring embrace. ?She would have grown up to be as beautiful as her mother.? He whispered in her ear, lips pulling in a small smile. ?I would have probably had to chase so many boys off, thinking they could woo her.? He wanted to get her to smile, even if it was very small. A low, soft rumbling laugh forming in his gut, traveling up his his throat and coming out as a light chuckle.

Eyes would quickly narrow, a sigh escaping his lips as he pressing his head gently into Twig's. "In a way love, I went through the same thing you have." Tones were quiet, just barely over a whisper, gaze falling to stare at his daughter's nose. "Your mother and I had a litter before the one you were born from, Lunatik coming from this... but he wasn't the only child to be born." He paused, the memories of what happened that horrible night flashing in his mind, the cries, screams, so much fear... Mystic killed by the fangs of their own son.

The children didn't know about the other pup that came out with Lunatik, the thought of his other son brought too much pain. "Lunatik had a brother born beside him, but when he came out he had no heart beat... not even a whimper." The only difference between him and his daughter, him and Mystic loved each other, and had at least one pup survive. Poor Fern was create from a crime, and had no siblings, a single lonely soul. "Your mother was so torn, unable to let go of his still body. It felt as though our hearts were shattered, and I had to force him away from your mother while the healer gave her herbs to calm down." Throat had tightened speaking of the son he had lost so long ago, a single tear running down his cheek as he gripped his daughter a little tighter.

"The hole in your chest may never fully heal, but friends and family can help ease the pain."


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