Dreamers Lullaby
10-04-2014, 05:03 PM
Surreal snoozed around her newborn brood, feeling peaceful. They suckled, making the sweetest noises. She hadn?t decided on names for every single one of them. Zuriel, her second-born and firstborn daughter, Falk had named. She was more contemplative about the other two. Being the first and last borns, they needed names that would be memorable. Names that they would wear with pride and pleasure. For now, she was happy to drift on the after birthing sleep that consumed tired mothers. She loved them all, so much that she felt as though her heart would burst with maternal pride. They were her little gifts. Her angels. Her little dreams. A soft hum left her as her head lifted, eyes opening as she blinked away the sleep and turned her head automatically to nuzzle her brood. ?My little dreams.? She cooed softly, muzzle against her children. The memory was very, very faint, but she could remember vibrations against her when she was tiny and still blind and deaf. Even now, she guessed the comforting feelings were her mother doing this exact thing. They squirmed and snuggled closer, her red boy curling tight against her belly, one paw stretching stubbily out in front, before pulling in tight. He was most certainly a massive puppy, much larger than his sisters. She could watch them for hours, she was sure. She would never tire of it. Her hunger would soon be sated, if Falk and Alsander were successful in hunting. Ashtoreth might be helping as well, so they were assured a kill. Animals would be stuffing themselves with single-minded intent for the winter months, filling the fat reserves for a long winter sleep, or to weather out the long months of cold and snow. She had a feeling the winter might be harsh, with the minor drought the land had endured. Whatever came, she would keep her little darlings safe and warm. |
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10-04-2014, 05:50 PM
Alsander |
The hunt was indeed successful. Alsander carried most of the kill; a large yearling fawn who?d been inexperienced in keeping one eye and both ears alert while feeding and stuffing himself with forage. The hunt had been quick, and he?d volunteered to carry the majority of the kill back to base for the family. Falk, he knew, would be along very soon, with the remainder of the kill for Surreal. Alsander, however, wanted a little time with his cousin, a moment to admire his new second cousins. So, he dropped the yearling fawn in the designated feeding area and dipped his muzzle in the stream, snapping his jaws open and shut a few times to clear the fur and blood from his teeth and whiskers. Then he turned and padded toward his cousins brood den. Soon enough, he could hear her voice, softly cooing to her new brood, and he stopped, enjoying the sounds of a happy mother and contented pups, before stepping up close to the mouth of the den and peering inside, letting his eyes adjust to the dim interior. He smiled as his eyes found her and the newborns, a grin full of pride for her and the pups. They weren?t his own children, but oh, he would love and train them as though they were newborn siblings of his own. His heavily furred tail wagged heartily as he lowered himself to his belly, scooting forward so that he was half in, half out, leaving room for when Falk would get there with a haunch. ?They?re beautiful, Cousin.? And how he wished he had a few of his own. His eyes trailed over the wiggling forms, landing on the monster, bright against his dams silver underside. ?That one is particularly interesting. Any idea where the color came from?? He didn?t remember his family, on either side of his bloodline, beyond those here with him in Alacritia. The red could have come from Falk, though Falk was a mixture of the earthy browns, russets, and creams, while this pup showed no variations of the bright blood red hue. No signs that darker timber markings would appear later in life. His mismatched green and gold eyes lifted. ?Have you named them all?? |
10-04-2014, 06:08 PM
Movement outside caused her a moment of maternal protective instincts. A snarl wanted to bubble to the surface, and she curled around her brood, eyes shooting icy daggers at the entrance of the den, before she recognized Alsanders tread. She relaxed immediately, as he poked his head around the edge of the den mouth, his stillness telling her he was allowing his eyes to adjust. The smile said he could see, so she greeted him with her own smile, obligingly opening herself a bit to flaunt her brood to her cousin as he scooted forward on his belly. Half in, half out, he looked them over, and her proud grin grew as he remarked on their beauty. ?They are.? She leaned her head down, caressing Zuriel with a gentle lick as his eyes landed on the big red. She agreed with his comment, nodding, then thought over his question. ?Mother said that her grandmother was said to be red like this. Briena. So? I guess this big boy must be a throwback.? She nuzzled the big boy in question, smiling softly as he wriggled and squeaked. She looked up as Alsander asked about names, and smiled, nosing her middle child. ?Falk and I agreed on Zuriel, for her.? Her eyes roved over the other two. ?I haven?t decided for these two?? Her eyes lifted to her cousin. She knew his love and longing for children of his own. The lovely albino female he?d fallen for had disappeared, well before their own trip to the island. He?d been despondent on the times she?d snuck up on him, before he could hoist on the mask. ?Alsander, would you like to name one?? She shifted, her posture speaking of permission to come closer. Permission to get a closer look. |
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10-04-2014, 06:24 PM
Alsander |
Her nod of agreement to his comment made him smile. Her tenderness for her children made a warm and fuzzy feeling charge through him. He listened with interest as she explained the possibility of the red pup being a throwback from previous, far back generations. Could that mean he had a chance of passing that coloring on to his own? A question bubbled to the fore of his mind; what did his mothers side carry? Were they all silver, like Cormalin had said she was? Or had they had different colors? Markings? It was a fascinating thought, and one he would never find answers to. Not anymore. He was brought back as Surreal responded to his question about their names. He smiled as she nosed the darkest grey female. It looked like this female, who most resembled her mother, would have little black paws. He smiled. ?Zuriel is a beautiful name. Falk has good taste.? He wondered what they would name the others. Then Surreals eyes met his, an earnesty in their gaze that he couldn?t deny took his breath away. Then she asked if he?d like to name one of her children. It was an honor that he hadn?t expected. His tail began thrashing behind him of its own volition, and he forced it to be still as he answered her permissive posture and scooted closer, moving so that the light would fall on the brood. The only male, red as blood fresh from a vein, fairly glowed under that light, stark in contrast to his little sisters. Alsander gazed at the three bundles of life, then lowered his head, gently nuzzling the two, before his nose rested on the unnamed female. A strong name. A feminine name? He looked up at Surreal. ?Faite?? It would ultimately be her decision. But Faite seemed to fit this little girl. |
10-04-2014, 06:38 PM
Surreal smiled as he complimented Zuriels name. Falk did indeed have fine taste in names. She?d liked it at once. As she made her offer, she could tell how much it meant to her older cousin. She could hear his tail thrashing the ground behind him, before he made a visible effort to calm it and came forward. She watched as he gazed at the brood, then lowered his head to nuzzle them, before his muzzle, so large compared to the little females body, rested above her third born child. He seemed to think for a moment, before he looked up to her from his lowered position, his green and gold eyes questioning as he spoke a name. Surreal thought about it for only a moment before she smiled. ?Faite. I like it, Alsander. Faite she is.? She lowered her head to nuzzle the newly named Faite, her tail gently wagging against the ground. ?And I trust their big Cousin will do his best to keep them safe.? There was real affection for her cousin as she looked at him, mingled with that glowing, maternal pride and joy on her face. He?d been her favorite cousin. Claire hadn?t stuck around for long after the brothers had arrived. She wasn?t sure why Claire had left. But she heard that Claire had found a mate, and had children. ?Thank you for naming her. Faite really does seem to fit her.? The pleasure in her heart for her children soared, her eyes gleaming. Then she looked at him. ?So, you aren?t upset at all, so the hunt must have gone well.? She grinned. |
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