To Extend Our Reach to the Stars Above[LUDMEETING}
08-10-2014, 02:48 PM
The replica of Cherokee himself was sleeping in his den, located in a random piece of the mangroves. Even though Ludicael had let it go, he still considered them a part of his home. Childhood memories of running through the roots as a pup flashed through his mind as he slept peacefully, enjoying the feeling of imaginary water splashing around his paws. Flashes of white and black, being his sisters, frisked around him and he happily laughed until a howl broke through the flashback.
His eyes snapped open and his head quickly rose, ears perking to the sound of his mother calling him. A yawn escaped him and shortly afterward, he left the den and proceeded towards the springs. Paws quickly carried him through the rest of the mangroves and into the open area where Song's aura stood out. She had been gone for so long and he had truly missed her. The first thing he wanted to do was race towards her and shower her with kisses. However, someone else beat him to it.
An unfamiliar male, black with distinguishable markings, appeared and gave her a lick to her right cheek. Eyebrows rose over silver and gold eyes as the male then pulled back and reclined to his haunches. Defenses wanted to rise and attack the stranger, but Dhiren knew better. Song wouldn't have just let anyone do such a thing to her. His eyes then lowered and he noticed the bulge that stood out from her abdomen. Gaze widened and he was speechless. What had she been DOING out there?
Dhiren only gave a soft whimper to his mother, hoping that she would talk with him later. At that moment, he would be the adult and think about the items that would be covered in the meeting. He noticed his grandfather there and padded in his direction. "Good morning, Grandpa," he happily voiced, tones expressing warmth and love towards his living ancestor. Eyes twinkled towards the russet-furred man before he reclined to his haunches a foot or so away from him. His eyes began to move, hoping to catch a glimpse of his sweet Guinevere. He hadn't seen her in awhile and he missed her dearly.
"Speech"
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