Spring Fever
03-14-2013, 08:03 PM
Gael danced around. It was spring, and this caused the pup to be merry. No more cold winter, no more snow. The young pup, only 3 months old now, was giddy. He longed for the day he would be bigger, stronger. He longed for the day he would begin training. For what he knew not. He was too eager to grow up, wasting his youthful years. But surely he did act too mature for his age.
Gael loved the feeling of the stiff, growing grass under his feet. He could feel the life growing from them, feel the heart of the earth. He wandered in a straight line, no meandering for him. Gael just wanted to see what was to be seen. He didn't want someone watching him, worrying about him. Yes it was a foolish thing. Perhaps one of the most foolish things Gael had ever done. Stepping him, the pup glanced to his right. His blue eyes beheld a flower. It lay at the base of a tree; a shrub of sorts. It was a small white flower, delicate in natural. It grew in clusters, and lay upon green leaves. It was known as a dogwood. But Gael did not know the name. It just fascinated him. All plants did in fact. He loved all flora. Gentle they seemed, loving and light. Gael wished to snuggle up in their many scents and sleep away. Lying down on his stomach, his white tipped paws wrapped around the plant, he stared at it. Studying; every detail, every leaf. Time slipped away. Gael just stared on, the world forgotten for the time being.
03-14-2013, 08:37 PM
"Ga-yel! Where are ya goin' brudder?" the young pup called after his sibling, his wiry legs ambling after the creature with fascination. He loved the freedom Valhalla encompassed. He loved being able to run where he wanted, and he loved the lady bug that he stopped before. "Dude, Seriously, you hafta come see this," eyes would widen and the little wolf would hunker down to push his nose towards the earth, tri-colored eyes devouring the site of the speckled thingy. As his nose neared the odd little thing it's wings would expand and in what seemed a mere instant, the pups eyes would widen and with a confused, yet surprised, expression he would rear up until he fell backwards onto his back. "Woah," Laying on the ground for a long moment he called his brother again, "Gael...Gael...I think I just had an epitahpony," (epiphany) Swallowing and remaining still he would remain locked in the confusion, locked in the slight urgency to avoid the predator. What if the red-speckle butt monster was still coming for him? It had clearly just initiated an attack. |
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03-15-2013, 03:54 PM
Gael was still enticed with the strange flower, starting to fall into dream land. The heat felt wonderful, and it caused him to become even sleepier. As his eyes were closing he heard someone call his name. In the near distance he had heard his brother, Soleon call out. The pup thought he had managed to wander out alone, but alas no. Blinking his eyes rapidly, the young one got up from his abode. Gael called out " Brover! Me coming!" The pup began trotting towards the sound. His small legs carried him slowly, his chubby puppy figure holding him back. Gael heard more exclamations, and mumbles of sorts. "I'm coming Brover!" He stated again. As he approached Soleon, he noticed he was staring at a creature. It was a red small thing that flew. It leaped into the air and was gone. Gael's name was called again, and some foreign word. " What?s an epitahpony Soleon? eyes wide with wonder. Gael stood by his brother, his face spoke volumes. It held excitement, disbelief, and hope. It held the wonderstruck expression, his azure eyes wider than before now. Turning his head, the multi-colored wolf spoke. "What now?? That thing was icky and ickle, so let?s go for a teensy-weensy walk!" His feet antsy, dancing about, he awaited Soleon's reply. |
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03-25-2013, 05:23 PM
Rolled on his back and looking up at the skies in pure awe the child would paw slowly at his brothers face as he came. Face rolling towards his own Soleon would rise up, trying to sit on his back legs, forelegs would come up and attempt to place a paw on either side of Gael's face. The male would then proceed to press his face towards his brother, eye to eye, as his inquiry begged to be answered. What indeed was an epitahpony? Breathing in a large huff of air as though he was about to expel the secrets to the universe the babe would merely speak a single line, "I don't know," with that he would retreat from his brother and look around, "I will capture all the flutterbies. I thought flutterbies were bigger than that. Whatever," The boy turned on his heals and looked to the side. Hm. A walk. No. His expression would harden at his brother and the tiny pup would press out his chest, "No walking for me. I'm gonna be a warrior. Just like dad," And with that the little boy would face his brother, and with short legs and lots of stumbling, he would unleash a lethal attack upon his brother's ear. His paws flailing at his head his teeth would bare, and he would squeak. |
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03-28-2013, 03:51 PM
The child watched his brother, the creature pawed at him, causing Gael to step back. He looked down at Soleon; watching him struggle to do a maneuver. With his paws around Gaels crown, they soon looked each other in the eyes; staring at the hidden beast that lurked behind these vast openings. The urchin just stared at Soleon. He was eager to learn and awaited the arrival of an epitahpony. As Soleon spoke, Gael?s spirit crashed to the floor. I don?t know. That was what he had heard. It crushed him, his hopes flailing to the earth. It showed upon his face, that fluffy pup face. At this, he sat down with a grunt. Lost in his guessing game of what an epitahpony was, he vaguely heard what his brother said. Something about flutterbies. ?Sounds good.? He muttered. He really wanted to walk about and look at the flora that grew abundantly here. Ears leaning forward, stretching towards Soleon?s voice, they captured the vocal sound that rang out "No walking for me. I'm gonna be a warrior. Just like dad," Cerulean eyes stared at Soleon again. A warrior. Gael didn?t care much for fighting, nor the anger that went with it. I don?t think me can be a warrior like da.? the boy stated. What had happened next seemed to come in slow motion. Soleon stumbled and fell, attacked Gaels ear and squeaked. Gael stood dumbfound, absorbing what had happened. It was puppy play, and Gael was unequipped. Even so, he tried to play along; it was after all, what his brother wanted. Meekly, he swung out his right paw, batting Soleon?s head. It was an effort, but an atrocious one at that. |
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