Babus
08-17-2015, 03:23 PM
Walk | Talk | Think
Though she fully expected the response to come from her brother, it was the prone figure within the den that addressed her, and Anais blink in surprise at being addressed by the colorful expectant mother. The look on her face, which had fallen blank, transformed once more into an eager smile in response to the acknowledgment, and with her tail wagging the golden brown wolf accepted the nuzzle her brother gave nervously against her cheek. Even she could hardly stand the waiting and fidgeted slightly on her feet, and taking a moment to glance sidelong at Nako she could tell he was in no better shape. Goodness, this must have been extremely nerve wracking for him! But he seemed to be doing alright, and as she finally heard tiny cries from within the den Anais gave her full attention to the mother and babes inside.
One by one the little lives of her nieces were born into the world, but the process went much differently than she remembered it going with her mother and baby brother. This woman - Marina, right? - was attentive to each child and acknowledged those around her. It was how a birthing should be as far as Anais was concerned, and just a little it made her tear up to make the comparison. She blinked them away as Nako ventured inside the den after the other male had made room, and quietly she took a seat where she had been standing to wait and look from afar. Even at a distance she could see the pups had taken strongly after their mother, each colorful in their own right, and she could only imagine how beautiful they would look once they were older and wriggling around as babies did.
She was still smiling, if not more subdued, by the time her brother joined her again, and as he sat beside her she leaned toward him, momentarily resting her head against his shoulder. His words, softly spoken but touched with a longing she knew too well, stirred her tears again, and once more she found herself forced to blink in an attempt to get her vision to clear. "I know they would have," she whispered with certainty, nuzzling his shoulder as a means of consoling them both. It took a minute before she felt her voice was strong and under her control again, and she cleared it gently before she called out softly to the mother inside the den. "They're beautiful, Marina."
Though she fully expected the response to come from her brother, it was the prone figure within the den that addressed her, and Anais blink in surprise at being addressed by the colorful expectant mother. The look on her face, which had fallen blank, transformed once more into an eager smile in response to the acknowledgment, and with her tail wagging the golden brown wolf accepted the nuzzle her brother gave nervously against her cheek. Even she could hardly stand the waiting and fidgeted slightly on her feet, and taking a moment to glance sidelong at Nako she could tell he was in no better shape. Goodness, this must have been extremely nerve wracking for him! But he seemed to be doing alright, and as she finally heard tiny cries from within the den Anais gave her full attention to the mother and babes inside.
One by one the little lives of her nieces were born into the world, but the process went much differently than she remembered it going with her mother and baby brother. This woman - Marina, right? - was attentive to each child and acknowledged those around her. It was how a birthing should be as far as Anais was concerned, and just a little it made her tear up to make the comparison. She blinked them away as Nako ventured inside the den after the other male had made room, and quietly she took a seat where she had been standing to wait and look from afar. Even at a distance she could see the pups had taken strongly after their mother, each colorful in their own right, and she could only imagine how beautiful they would look once they were older and wriggling around as babies did.
She was still smiling, if not more subdued, by the time her brother joined her again, and as he sat beside her she leaned toward him, momentarily resting her head against his shoulder. His words, softly spoken but touched with a longing she knew too well, stirred her tears again, and once more she found herself forced to blink in an attempt to get her vision to clear. "I know they would have," she whispered with certainty, nuzzling his shoulder as a means of consoling them both. It took a minute before she felt her voice was strong and under her control again, and she cleared it gently before she called out softly to the mother inside the den. "They're beautiful, Marina."
* Because he has become her protector, Glacier is allowed into any and all threads that Anais may be in, regardless of how they are tagged.