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Post by Dakota Spirit on Mar 2, 2009 3:34:01 GMT -5
I've been dropped out, burned up Sitting silently outside the den's entrance, the black wolf looked almost statuesque against the grey stone. His dark pelt stood out in the dull background, full and as uninterrupted as a clear midnight sky. He seemed to barely move, save for the the small flicks of his ears as they moved from side to side, catching the nearby sounds. A passerby may have mistaken the male for an appointed guard, charged with the responsibility of protecting something priceless. Yet there was nothing of importance in the area, nothing clear to the watchful eye. The wolf was simply thinking, deep in the confines of his own mind. Much had happened in the recent days, profound events holding both joy and sadness. It felt as if his life had somehow come full circle, beginning with what was likely his last meeting with the grey wolf he'd once called friend. Dane had been as a much a brother as any birth-sibling would have been to the dark the wolf. Having no blood relatives left in the world, Dakota had latched onto their close friendship with all he had. Or at least, thats how it had felt in his young heart. And feeling that same intensity as those ties were torn apart had been near unbearable. He still remembered the thick darkness that seemed to have entered his head upon leaving those swamps the final time, the spiraling depression, each step seeming heavier then the last. That night had stretched on endlessly in his mind, hours marked only by the soft voices in his head. Memories of his friends speaking to him before his departure, warning him of the outcome and of investing so much of himself into someone else's troubles. In those moment as the two friends turned their backs on each other, Dak had felt as if happiness would never be his again.
Still, with time all wounds begin to heal. And though the wolf doubted he'd ever be completely free of the events that had transpired there, he no longer saw himself swimming in an endless pool of misery. A new light had entered the sky, something he hadn't even dreamed possible. Cubs were to be born, his cubs. Even now the thought of such an occurrence filled his head with what still felt like unreachable images of family and grander. Things he no longer saw only in dreams. And with this, Dak felt his heart swell with unspeakable pride and happiness. Like a guiding light to from the shadows, Mist had told the news of their cubs and in doing so, pulled the male back onto the path of redemption. A soft, private laugh sounded quietly in his throat as the wolf recalled the night had sat together. He just returned from Sarnes, exhausted and broken spirited when she'd told him. Quite and gentle, the Fae had been so careful of him. Sharing her news with the voice of someone just barely containing their own excitement. Finally breaking his rigid stand, Dak tilted his head to the side, allowing his bright emerald eyes to gaze over the rocky ground. Small obsidian clumps of his pelt danced softly in the wind, mixing with the silver strands that had fallen from Mist's pelt, one of the few bits of evidence that displayed their time together. A slight smile crept across his otherwise stern face as the male watched the wind toss and finally carry away the bits of discarded fur. It wouldn't be long now. Soon the pups would be born and thoughts of his family would become very much a reality.
These two events stood side by side in Dakota's mind, extreme pain next to extreme happiness. It seemed to him that you couldn't have one without the other and though he had cursed it at the time, perhaps the events at the swamp had served a purpose in their own way. For they had taught him the importance of what he had and of what he could control. Of holding onto those that wanted you, needed you, and letting those that didn't pass through. Grinning gently to himself, the wolf stood and gave his body a hearty shake. Then as if drawn by unseen force, Dak took of running. His body stretched out into it's streamline pose as he coursed across the land, flying for the joy of it, to feel the energy and adrenaline pounding through his veins. As he neared a open meadow, Dak slowed his pace until he'd come to a fluid trot. Moving forward briskly, the wolf waded into the thick grass that carpeted the small area, enjoying the way it felt against his body. Taking only a few more steps, he stopped, pausing only for a moment before allowing his body to drop to the ground. The meadow's growth cushioned his fall and allowed for plenty of comfort. Stretching out on his side, Dak closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He'd been through a lot, both recently and in the coarse of his life previously. But there in that moment, all sorrow had been chased from his conscious. The life-beat of his body felt strong, thumping loudly within his chest and with each new beat he felt more and more alive. It was true, his life really had come full circle. And finally, for once, it had seen fit to drop him into a position that would surely bring joy enough for years to come.
...fought my way back from the dead
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Post by Kai on Mar 2, 2009 19:50:05 GMT -5
((Worst post ever, I apologize))
Amber eyes stared out into the darkness, remaining so still that they resembled twin fireflies that had been ensnared in a spider's web. As these dual beacons burned brightly, they focused on nothing of particular interest; The treetops gently lilting in the calm breeze, the subtle silhouettes that their bare branches made against the midnight sky. Kai could recall staring out of his den on similarly peaceful nights, back at his home in Koran. As he stared out into the still night, his thoughts wandered to his home; he wondered if his nameless pack members were all blissfully asleep or if any remained awake, restless like he was.
He had been in Deor for a few days now, and though his reception had gone extremely well and the Deorians that surrounded him were incredibly welcoming and friendly, he could not help but feel as though he should be taking his leave soon. He had been fortunate enough, on his way to the neighboring pack, to happen upon his old friend, Dakota. Coincidentally, Koty had found his place, his family, in one of Koran's allies, and for this Kai could not be more thankful. It had been a matter of chance colliding with his old friend again, and the lucky incident had definitely served to lift his spirits and grant him safe passage past the borders of the foreign territory. Before he had left the small group which included the Deorian Alphas, he had told Dakota that their encounter was not yet through, with the intent of speaking to him again, this time without the anxious rush of adrenaline and feeling of dutiful obligation. It seemed as though Dakota had had some business of his own to attend to, for Kai had seen nor heard nothing of him in the past few days. Kai knew that a venture to the putrid swampland of Sarnes was in order for his friend, the ebon wolf hoping with the purest intentions to regain a friend he had once lost there. Kai only hoped that regardless of the outcome, Dakota would make it back to Deor safely. It would be tragic to lose him now, after only having just been reunited.
Rising to his paws, the ebon male stretched his legs out before him, his back arched as he relieved the stiffness in his spine and let his maw drop open in a yawn. He had grown restless during his friend's absence, and though he had been taking some time getting to know the growing cub, Ryu, his mind remained stuck on his original goal of catching up with his childhood companion. With a quick glance around the den, he emerged from the shelter, letting the cool breeze wash over his face in refreshing waves. Closing his eyes he took a moment to breathe deep the chilled air, letting it fill his lungs completely, relieving any trace of fatigue that might have resided in his system. A small smile meant only for himself graced his maw, reflecting the short pleasure that he found in the calming solitude of the night, though it quickly faded as his goal placed itself firmly in his mind once more. He would search Dakota out if he had to, as much as he hated to intrude on his personal matters, he hated to think of the morbid possibilities. Perhaps Dakota had already returned to Deor? After considering this for a moment, he decided that it would be best to leave his friend's personal matters alone, and instead go for a quiet stroll through the territory. Regardless of the outcome, the little excursion would at least serve to relinquish his cabin fever for a short time; If he happened upon his friend in his wandering, then all the better.
Though the land he now resided in was not his own, he could definitely appreciate the beauty of it, even in the looming twilight. It had been clear during his stay of a few days that the wolves that held claim of the land respected it just as much as he treasured his own Koran. The lingering winds provided a pleasant atmosphere that was neither too still nor too cold, he was thankful for the swaying trees and the tall grass that seemed to dance with the small gusts. His paws moved easily over the even terrain, his gait was slow and comfortable, for he had no reason to rush to anywhere. A familiar scent wafted along on the breeze, and much to his surprise, it was easily identified as belonging to Dakota. Almost instantly he felt the weight of worry lift from his heart at the knowledge that his brother had safely returned home. He cared not to quicken his pace, for the scent was fresh enough, so he simply ambled along, stopping occasionally to sniff the ground where the breeze had blown the scent off kilter.
All around him the grass seemed to grow taller, and it soon became apparent that he had entered a meadow. Ahead of him a trail cut straight through the grass, the tall blades were bent and bowed towards eachother, revealing a path. As he followed it, the scent grew stronger, until it led him to the recumbent form of his oldest friend. Stretched out without a care on the soft turf, he seemed unaware or unmindful of the other male's presence. "Dakota?" he finally called, his voice kept low as not to startle the male. "I didn't mean to interrupt your solitude, though I hoped I might find you somewhere within the territory. I grew worried when no word of your venture reached my ears, you must tell me," he paused, and seated himself down not far from his friend, "That is, what happened in the swamps." His tone was grave, yet curious, for he did not want to sound too hopeful. He was sure that it was not too bold a question, for had Dakota not wanted him to be informed, he would not have told him initially of his intentions to visit the land across the great river. Regardless of what had transpired on the hostile grounds, Kai was happy that at the very least, his friend was out of danger.
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Post by Dakota Spirit on Mar 3, 2009 16:35:01 GMT -5
There were few moments in his life when Dak felt truly at peace. It was not all for despair or worry, but rather a general restlessness that stirred in him. It was this feeling that had kept him a kerl for so long, wandering the paths as they came before him, content that his next stop would bring enough excitement or thrill to hold his attention for even the shortest amount of time. Here though, in this moment, the wolf's mind did little drifting. He remained transfixed in the comfort of the grass beneath him, the darkening sky above, and the cool breeze that danced through his thick pelt. He did not want for more or crave some disturbance to break him out of this serenity and thus was at peace. True peace, contentment that seemed to sooth his very soul. The pale moon was rising higher into it's blackening landscape and for a moment Dakota imagined he could feel the glow of it's light on him, soaking through his skin with an almost healing quality. He felt refreshed and believed that this was no doubt due to the stark contrast Deor's lands had with that of Sarnes. Having been there for only the briefest of moments, the wolf have been all but consumed in it's thick fogs and whispering mists. Stepping out again had been like a rebirth, something he had only begun to sense and realize once his mind had regained grip over the sadness that had come with that same departure. Shifting slightly upon the carpeted meadow, Dakota tucked his chin in against broad chest and held onto that feeling for as long as he could.
Wholly absorbed in that state, the seasoned warrior did what he would in all other circumstances consider foolish, and let his guard down. His ears fell deaf to the sounds around him, cutting off contact with worries that would surely come with their disturbance. So it was that when the visitor spoke, Dak remained silent for a time. The new voice reached for him thought what felt like a foggy veil, familiar and welcomed, yet slow to register in his mind. "Kai...", he murmured thickly, eyes beginning to flutter open. "Kai!" Fully awake now, the wolf lifted his head sharply, staring up in confusion at the face of his friend. For a moment his mind flashed with urgency and concern, wondering why Koran's Beta still lingered in the territory, wondering what kind of emergency would cause him to stay or return. Yet the expression of Kai's face calmed his worries and as the dream-born clouds cleared from his mind, he realized that surely an emergency would have warranted him a much more frantic awakening. Shaking the remaining sleep from his head, Dak rolled to his feet and stood up. "Please, brother.", he admonished gently, flashing his emerald gaze in Kai's direction. "You do not interrupt me. As it is, I welcome your presence. It was my understanding that you had long since exited Deor's boarders in pursuit of your journey home...I am glad to see that is not the case. I had feared we wouldn't get a chance to talk again."
Smiling the grave smile of someone who knew they held bad news, the dark wolf fell silent as Kai spoke the questions he knew to be inevitable. Dak's heart warmed as the other male spoke of his concern and need to know the outcome of his journey, and yet hardened at the same time. It wasn't animosity directed at the Koran wolf, but words that were creeping back into his mind. Words that Dane had spoken to him. Let them revel in the sights of their noble, fearless friend who can do no wrong The grey wolf's voice came back to him with such a ferocity that for a moment, Dakota would have sworn that they stood again side by side. I will remain your dirty secret here, in this festering place where buried secrets are in abundance It was these words that echoed in the wolf's mind now, laced with the same defiance that had tainted them when originally spoken. For a moment, it seemed as if Dak's green eyes had gone blind. He stared straight ahead, unblinking and unseeing. Still, the wolf refused to yield to such bad memories and soon felt his own spirit rear up within him. No., his inner voice whispered. I will not carry this secret. I will not allow it to fester away in my mind. I will not allow it to have that power. The features of his face set in stern determination as Dakota opened his mouth to speak. He forced his constricted throat to open, vowing that if his journey to the swamps was to truly count as a failure, then he would not hide it. He would not Dane to be right, not in that way. Old friend...", he finally breathed. "This was one fight I could not win. Dane would not see my reason, just as I refused to see his. I cannot repeat all that was said for my heart will not allow it, not yet anyway. In the end though, we both turned our backs. Him on my friendship, and I on a situation I ached to make right. You were right to warn me before I left...to be wary of giving so much of myself away. It was a mistake, though I do not think it is something I will come to regret. At the very least, I have learned my limitations. Now it's just a matter of coming to accept them." Laughing lightly, more to himself then anything, Dak positioned himself next to Kai and fell back into a sitting position much like the other mann. The truly were alike, side by side like two shadows. Turning his head slightly, Dakota flashed a smile, doing his best to assure the dark wolf that he would be ok, that he needn't worry. "As I said...", he whispered. "I am glad you've stayed. Though I wonder, what reason could possibly make you do so?"
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Post by Kai on Mar 5, 2009 0:50:21 GMT -5
Moments passed before a word was said, and Kai began to wonder if his friend had heard him at all. his form was still, and though he looked content, he could have easily been asleep, escaped to the world of dreams where not even the harsh sting of reality could reach him. Kai considered turning around and making his way back to the dens, perhaps he had made a mistake in trailing his friend here, to the secluded glen where blissful solitude was undoubtedly appreciated and hoped for. Before he could move his paws, he caught the sound of a faint mumble uttered by his friend, a single syllable that resembled his own name. Within seconds his friend appeared more aware, albeit confused by the Koran Varg's presence. "Dakota, I, I apologize. I knew I shouldn't have come," he quickly fumbled with words, hoping that he had not somehow crossed over an invisible line in the sand. For a moment he feared that times had changed, that the times of closeness between the two friends had passed, faded into memories as the last bits of Fenris's light had withered from the sky. The two each had responsibilities now, and had become more guarded due to those obligations; There was no place here for sneaking around, hoping for unanticipated meetings in the dark. Just as any semblance of authority and pride began to shrink from the ebon Varg's countenance, he realized quickly (and with great relief) that he had been mistaken in his judgment. It had simply taken his ebon brother a few moments to gather his bearings, to shake the remnants of his dream state off in exchange for a clearer mind. In his emerald eyes was all the acceptance of years gone by, and his muzzle, for a moment, still wore the same lop-sided grin.
Koran's Beta let out a small sigh of relief; nothing had changed, he had just let his imagination run rampant again, as he often did. Though it was a nasty habit, it kept him on his toes, at least that was one of the many excuses he provided for himself so that he would feel more at ease with his restless nerves. At Dakota's words, Kai remained silent, offering only a small smile at the last of his dialogue to acknowledge the male's greeting. A sadness was painted on the worn face of Deor's Beta, and Kai need not have seen what transpired in the swamp to know that it was to blame for such misery. He knew that the retelling of such events would be painful, and had Dakota preferred not to reveal the happenings, Kai would not, could not have blamed him. As it was though, Kai was understandably curious, if not just for the fact that he wished more than anything to be able to help Dakota through the hurt until he could see the sky again through the trench he had dug.
The blank stare that plagued Dakota's normally shining eyes only invited more silence. Perplexed, Kai furrowed his brow, but said nothing, for he knew that in time, Dakota would either choose to reveal the dark truth hidden inside of him, or he would make known his reluctance and the subject would be abandoned, perhaps forever. Finally the mann opened his mouth, the sadness in his features was replaced by something more like a grave acceptance for the way things had to be. His words confirmed what his expression had already hinted at, what Kai had guessed to be true. Dane had refused his proposal for a better life, he had taken the lifeline that Dakota had cast out at his own expense and severed it, breaking all ties to the life of happiness and normalcy that he had known before Sarnes. It was a shame that he had not recognized the male's valiant efforts, or that he hadn't cared enough to swallow his pride and accept a simple-enough solution to his problems. "Your words are wise, brother, and they ring of the understanding that I hoped I would hear from you," he finally spoke as the male finished his recollection. "We cannot save all that needs saving, as you have found... it is tragic, but true. Sometimes the most miserable situations are beyond our control, the most miserable souls condemned by their own stubborn blindness." He did not mean to insult Dakota's old friend, though it upset him that a Varg once called a 'friend' could treat another in such a way. He knew that Dakota deserved better, and it was obvious that Deor's Beta had realized such a thing himself. "Don't mourn for Dane any longer, Dakota. You did the right thing; you traveled to the ends of the earth and came back alive. You are right not to view this as a failure, but something you can learn from, to better yourself." Kai was content with Dakota's new outlook, and he was definitely relieved as he offered the male a small smile to reinforce his words.
As Tor's like shone down on the land, the illuminated forms of the two Varg looked identical in the darkness. Like twin pillars keeping sentry over the forest below, they sat motionless, save for when one would turn his head to address the other. "Are my intentions that difficult to understand?" he offered a small laugh, "I had to stay, at least until you returned. What if you hadn't been so lucky in the swamps? Of course I do not doubt your abilities, brother, though it would be terrible of me not to at least have myself available for aid, should you have needed it. Besides," he grinned, "I had told you the day I came here that we were not yet through catching up." For a moment the ebon mann closed his eyes, letting the surrounding breeze roll over his frame with refreshing calmness. "I was of course surprised to find that you had settled down with a mate, the Drappa of Deor no less, though I am extremely happy for the both of you. I would like to get to know her a bit better, for she has only expressed admirable qualities so far and I'm sure that there are many yet to be revealed. I have been fortunate for the kind reception I have receieved from your family; you certainly belong here, Dakota, and I am happy that you have finally found your place." As the male spoke of his friend's success, he could not help but feel a bit insufficient as he sat, his presence a mere shadow to the Deor Beta. "I have yet to find such love," he spoke bluntly, though without bitterness. "I do not know if the day will come, though the loneliness does not plague me, perhaps, as much as it should.". The male had grown accustomed to his distant ways, a poor trait that was reflected in the lack of knowledge he possessed for those living within his own borders. "Forgive me, I do not wish to dampen the evening with such talk of trivial problems," he gave a short chuckle in hopes of restoring the previous air that the conversation had held. "I am lucky for the life I have, and happy with the family I have found. I suppose we all have our limitations, though not all of us are as enlightened as you have become on this night."
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Post by Dakota Spirit on Mar 13, 2009 13:09:48 GMT -5
Dakota had always prided himself on his ability to observe a situation from the sidelines. He'd honed this talent, knowing it would be useful both in his life and in the duties that seemed to structure it. He often found it difficult to turn off such keen observation, even in the company of those he trusted one hundred percent. So it was that as he climbed to his feet, Dak's green eyes swept over Kai's face with worry, even before the male's stumbling apology. When did he grow so unsure of himself?, he wondered silently. Dak knew as cubs that his old friend had always needed a bit of coaxing from time to time, reassurance that they weren't in danger of getting into any trouble, but this was different. Surely the Koran wolf knew that their friendship was secure, that even had he been interrupting he would not have been met with any malice or anger. Still, there was no time for Dakota to question Kai's reaction for the moment passed and they both quickly seemed to meld back into their comfortable roles. Pushing the concerns to the back of his mind, Dak resolved to address them at a later date.
Once done recounting his trip to Sarnes, the wolf was not surprised by his friend's reaction. He knew that the other male hadn't been in favor of such a quest and yet he'd been nothing but supportive, even now, knowing that his predictions had been correct. Sighing gently, Dak nodded along with Kai's words, turning slightly to face the male. "It is a hard truth...but you are right, old friend. I cannot save him, no more then I can change the color of my pelt." As Kai continued, Dakota couldn't help but turn away from the few words of praise. Again he remembered Dane's whispered words, his assurance that while the 'hero' reveled in his valor and honor, he would be stuck forever in the dank swamps. Somehow those words had come to taint him in a way, at least in this situation. It was odd feeling for him, the sensation of being shameful for what he'd earned. Dak was prideful and did often doubt his own actions, but the events in Sarnes had scratched at the surface of that pride, kicking clouds of doubt up to fog his mind. Clenching his jaw tight, the male turned his eyes back to those of Kai and forced himself to banish the despair once more. "Dane is the past.", he finally said in a slightly flat yet even voice. "I will break whatever hold he had on me soon enough. I mourn him out of respect, but our ties are broken...for good, I think." Saying the words out load added finality to them and Dak could feel the blood pounding in his ears as if a hammer was dropping on that part of his life. There was no turning back no, no taking back what had been done. And for the first time, the dark wolf wondered if he'd really want to. Such heartache had come from his relationship with the grey wolf. Such turmoil and upset. Perhaps this really was for the best. A clean break., he thought quietly. The words echoed softly in his head, almost reassuring in their tone. With all you know now, of all that was almost sacrificed, you should be happy. This is what you wanted, a life, a family. Do not waste it by continuing to exist under the veil of sadness and regret. "A clean break.", Dak whispered, echoing the thoughts in his head. "All will be ok.", he said louder now, tilting his head in curious understanding. "I can truly feel that now." Offering that same old smile to his friend again, Dakota was suddenly very grateful for his connection with Koran's Beta. He didn't need countless friends and acquaintances just so long as the few he had remained as close as Kai did. Their bond grounded him, and though Dak knew he'd tried in the past, he doubt it would ever quite be something he could put into words.
As Kai's words continued around them, Dak's own deep voice intermingled with quite laughter. "Well well well...", he whispered with a teasing smirk across his face. "When did the hardened warrior of Koran get so sentimental? Is it possible he was really worried about little old me?" Laughing again, the male bumped his own muscled shoulder against Kai before finally sobering himself. "Truly though...", he said in his customary rumbling tones. "Your concern strengthens my heart. It is not by personal bravery alone that I am able to thrive." Dak's normally stern features melded into blatant affection as Kai began to speak of his mate. It was an instant reaction and once he could not quite control. Mist had changed something in the male, opening up a side of him that he had long since kept hidden. The playful, soft side of his personality that had become buried as he grew was now regaining it's place in his life. He nodded slightly with Kai's words, unable to keep the smile off his face. "I don't know how or why it's happened.", he said. "But that part of my life has finally worked itself out." Still, Dak's expression changed again as they continued to talk. It was anger or sadness that colored him, but concern. The same worried tingling he'd felt upon first waking up to hear Kai's rushed apology.
"Is that how you really think it is?", Dak asked the male, turning now so they were face to face. Kai had spoken without much excess emotion in his voice, no apparent sadness or regret and yet the wolf couldn't help but wonder if it was all a guise. He knew his friend was unsure at times, but the same could be said for anyone at one time or another. It seemed apparent to him to at Kai had forgotten that fact somewhere along the path of his life. "Back when Dane and I first fought...", he said suddenly, seeming to bring the topic up out of thin air. "He pinned me toward the end. Flat on my back, Dane demanded that I beg for a reason to live. I refused...but do you know that I also neglected to fight his grip. Claws to my throat I gave up the fight. I figured, if this is what he wants, if this is what's going to happen...then let it. To hell with my life and to hell with everyone involved. And Kai, do you know that some part of me wanted that end? It would have been so easy and so final. For a split second I just wanted to close my eyes until everything was over. Pausing for a moment, Dakota swallowed and flicked his eyes across Kai's face. He'd never told anyone that detail of his crumbling friendship before, not even Mist knew how close it'd been. "And sometime later", he finally continued, voice softer now then the jovial tones of previous comments. "When I first met Mist's eldest and only son, I allowed that encounter to deteriorate into disaster. Things he said angered me and thus I set my temper loose and I was not the adult in that moment. I was conceited and consumed with my own relationship and I let him get the best of me. We've not spoken since that moment." Shaking his head slightly, Dak flashed a white smile and laughed softly despite himself. "These are but two of my many mistakes. If you are looking for an enlightened partly, perhaps you should in your own reflection my friend, for you possess qualities that I do not. You do not need facts striped down like I do, you do not need them beat into your head to believe them as truth. And you did not need to see Dane first hand to know what I refused to accept. Your instincts are good and you would do well to trust them for what they are. You are wise, Kai. Why else would I value your advice?" Winking good natured, Dak turned his head so that they were once more two identical pillars, basking in the light of the moon.
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Post by Kai on Mar 23, 2009 1:00:39 GMT -5
((Sorry for the incredibly long wait on this!))
It was clear that Dakota had understood his words regarding the limits of one's responsibility, though behind his accord he sensed something else that his ebon brother failed to communicate. The green-eyed mann seemed to almost shy away from his words as though they caused him some small injury. Kai had no regret for the advice he had given, nor the reassurance he had offered Dakota. While he knew that his brother was still struggling internally with the decision he had been forced to make, Kai did not doubt his friend's words. They rang of reinforced strength and a new sense of self-awareness that would help to prevent him from making similar mistakes in the future. Kai smiled empathetically, and as his shaded counterpart repeated outloud his optimistic mantra, he knew that his wounds were already on the mend.
At Dakota's good-natured jest, Kai offered a matter-of-fact grin. "There is no shame in soldiers feeling compassion or even worry for their comrades. Besides," His smirk grew, allowing his fangs to glisten in the moonlight as his amber gaze tilted skyward. "I know that you would have only done the same for me, had I been in a similar situation." In fact, he thought, Dakota would have probably been less passive than he had proven to be. He would not have been surprised if his friend, had their roles been reversed, had left at the first onset of worry to offer his service in any way he was able. The only thing that had kept Kai from setting off for the swamps himself was the rather loud voice in the back of his mind that kept assuring him of his brother's capability and the privacy that the situation seemed to call for. "I am happy to lend stability any way that I can. Your own strength of heart is inspiring, Dak, and while you place much merit on the support of those dear to you, do not discount your own valiance." His glowing lanterns sought out those of his companion in the darkness. "For all of the hardships you have suffered, you have one of the strongest spirits any Putnar could ever hope to have."
As Dakota told of the secrets that until now only the mists of the swamp had been privy to, Kai felt a meek sense of shame nip at his conscience, for the very resignation his brother described had been a similar thought of his own at one time or another. When, he thought, have things ever been so bad as to wish for your own end? The notion seemed foolish and contemptible, especially by a warrior's standards. He knew he had enough to live for, especially considering his place in Koran, though the confession of his dear friend seemed proof enough that even the strongest among their kind could sometimes lose their way to feelings of listless surrender. The shame that had set forth to plague him had since lifted, perhaps since he now knew that the burden was not one that he alone carried. "Your words are kind brother, and I fear that you flatter me as always when you speak of such things, though I truly am thankful." He wore a small smile on his maw that expressed his gratitude, as well as a bit of sad self-awareness. "Unfortunately, sagacity and social finesse are two different matters entirely." He offered a small chuckle at his own expense, wondering if he wouldn't trade some of his strong instinct for a bit of proper etiquette. "I hardly know anyone within my own borders," he sadly admitted, "And it is safe to say that you remain my one and only friend; your companionship outshines the competition." Chuckling again he offered his friend a wink. "Though come to think of it... there is one other, a fae," he remembered suddenly, his voice had dropped as though his words were a secret meant not even for the surrounding dark, but for his friend's ears alone. "She is a scout from the neighboring land of GeRad whom I encountered some suns ago. I've had yet to see her again, though her disposition was pleasant and bright, and I wouldn't mind seeing her again." He fell silent as his eyes darted up to his friend's face as though he might find some form of affirmation within those emerald orbs.
"As for the youth, Ryu," he said finally, almost eager to change the subject, "I hope that the strength of our friendship will prevail once more as I tell you that I have decided to take him back with me to Koran, as an apprentice." He let the silence envelope them for a moment as he tested the waters and made an effort to determine whether or not he should continue. "He has expressed an interest in learning to defend, and as you said, he seems... hesitant to come to you asking for such training. He has perhaps found such an opportunity in my well-timed visit here, and I hope that you might find some solace in his absence. With his mother's permission, you will be rid of his spite for a time, perhaps long enough to decide how you might reach some reconciliation." his paws shifted beneath him as his dialogue drew to a close, unsure how his friend might take this new camaraderie with the disrespectful youth, though Kai did not view it as so much of a friendship as an opportunity to share some much-needed insight with the young mann. "I hope to be able to soften some of the sharp hostility he feels towards you and the rest of the world. After all, he can't expect his new mentor to take his side in bitterness when said mentor happens to be the good friend of his sworn enemy." His handsome face held a touch of amusement as his maw split to once again reveal his smiling fangs. Taking in a breath of the refreshing night air, he let out a short sigh, content to be at his friend's side. "There is still so much more for all of us to learn; I'm not sure the lessons ever truly end."
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Post by Dakota Spirit on Apr 1, 2009 22:08:40 GMT -5
A light wind had picked up as the two wolves sat together and now as Kai spoke softly beside him, Dak savored it's passing touch. The currents were warm and smooth, reaching to the depths of his thick pelt. Raising his head slightly, the statuesque male exposed his throat to the breeze and sighed gently as sensation reached the fragile skin there. His lips twitched in quite laughter at Kai's smirking comments, causing him to once more remember their years together as lone cubs. They'd always been comfortable together, always able to display feelings that may have otherwise remained hidden. Even in jest Dak knew that there was a more serious truth behind the words. Neither would think twice about defending the other and it had always seemed apparent to the Deorian Beta that his friend had a quite strength about him. He may not constantly wear it on his sleeve as Dakota was apt to do, but it was there none the less. And he had no doubt that when that strength was awakened, there wasn't much that would stand in the path of the amber eyed wolf. Turning to him, Dakota's own bright eyes seemed to speak such thoughts. His good natured voice echoed around them when he finally spoke, nodding along with his own words. "Yes.", he said. "I would have done that for you...though perhaps with a touch less grace. It would not be for doubt of your abilities but perhaps concern for my own. Ability to cope with the nerves, anyway." This time it was Dakota who smiled, exposing his own white fangs to the growing moonlight. "I'm a control freak.", he said. "When those I care about stray outside my immediate protection..." Dak's green eyes rolled dramatically as he laughed lightly at his own seriousness. "Lets just say I need lots of reassurance." Shrugging off Kai's later praise, Dak shifted his body and glanced momentarily down at his dark paws. "Thank you, brother.", he whispered quietly. "Though as I said, such strength is not made by will alone."
As the minutes ticked by it seemed the two wolves were taking turns, each sharing secrets with the other until each had a part of their soul bared. Dak was surprised to hear of his friend's troubles, always having been under the impression that his old friend had everything much more together then he could ever hope for himself. The male was like a rock in Dak's mind, an image of how life should be or could be. He was something like an example of the normal life, pristine and clean. A place the tarnished Beta had once only seen in his dreams. "Kai.", Dakota said, leveling his friend with the intense stare of his emerald eyes. "Were this not a problem in my own life, do you think I would have blundered blinding into a fight with my mate's only son? I did not know him Kai, not by name or appearance. Were I to know nothing else, I should have at least known his name. I profess to love his mother...I should have known the name of her son." He paused for a moment, reflecting on the memory. His brow furrowed before a reassuring smile crossed his face, forcing the features to smooth out once more. "My point is...", he continued. "We all get caught up in our own lives...and we all neglect certain aspects that deserve our attention. The only way to combat such a problem is by trying to be better, in whatever way you can. Everything else will work itself out." Tilting his head as Kai spoke again, Dakota couldn't keep the broad grin off his dark face. "Hmm..", he purred softly, flashing a wink of his own. "So there IS a fae that's caught my boy's eye." The male's quite voice barely reached Dak's ears as he spoke, causing him to lean forward slightly in an effort to better hear his companion. "You'll see her again", he finally said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "Things like that have a way of showing up again, sometimes when we least expect it. After all, when I first met Mist she had another mate and I was still following at the wind's tails. But lives change and when we came together again it was for good. Sometimes we just have to wait awhile, before the one we want comes along again."
Catching the change in Kai's voice, Dak turned fully to him, curious as to what subject he would now address. As the words came, the features on Dak's face grew calm and impassive. It was surprising news to say the least, and for a short period the male wasn't quite sure what to make of it. He knew the youth was unhappy with him and would have never come to him for such advice but still...affirmation of these facts bit sharply at his mind. Turning his eyes from Kai for a moment the Deorian felt a deep sigh rush through his body, long before he had the chance to stop it from seeping from his clenched jaws. "You needn't worry of our friendship.", he finally said softly. "I would not be angry at you for taking charge of Ryu and truthfully will be pleased to be free of this feud for a time, it's just..." His deep voice trailed off, lost as the wolf tried to gain understanding of his own thoughts. Shaking his head slightly, Dak scowled in outward displeasure of his own feelings. "Never mind.", he whispered. For deep down, some part of the hardened wolf was affected by the cub's choice to seek his training elsewhere. It shouldn't have been surprising to him and no matter how hard he wracked his brain, Dak didn't know why he would continue to care for the tan male's welfare or choices. So much so that he could even find the words to voice such an issue to Kai, knowing that if it made little sense in his head, it wouldn't get any better by being spoken aloud. Finally raising his eyes back to meet the gaze of his friend, Dak arched his neck so that he was once more sitting composed before he spoke again. "Ryu needs to learn respect.", he said simply. "He needs someone to show him how to control his emotions and how to employ passion without losing control of the situation or losing sight of the end result. He could be skilled, I think...he just needs a direction for all the forces raging in his young body." Chuckling softly from deep in his throat, Dak split his maw in a wide grin. "Perhaps someone might have said the same of me at one time. And perhaps that is why we've yet to get along...our personalities are too much the same. But you will be a good teacher...he will surely learn a lot. And he will be better for it." Laughing quietly at his friend's assurances, Dak could only shake his head in agreement. "No.", he said. "I imagine he's just wondering how we could be friends to begin with."
A few moments of silence passed before Dak spoke again, and when he did his voice had grown slightly tentative. "Speaking of learning...", he said. "There's been recent news that pertains to my future...mine as well as Mist's. She has a bit of experience with the matter, but I will have to learn fast." Scanning his bright eyes across Kai's face with curious anticipation, Dak wondered if his friend was catching onto what was coming. "Can you guess what the news is?", Dak asked, flashing a playful grin from their past. "I'll give you a hint old friend...it won't be long before you'll have cause to venture back over Deor's borders."
[Lol kinda died at the end. Sorry 'bout that!]
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Post by Mist on Apr 14, 2009 22:33:57 GMT -5
Stretching and getting to her feet in one slow movement, Mist pads softly out from under the ancient oak tree that had offered her shade until the sun had set in a burning scarlet orb like liquid fire. The silver Drappa had watched the sunset quietly from her place under the tree, feeling as if she knew for certain that all was well with the world - at least, with her world. She has always been one to try and look for the good in things, but this is one of the times when she hasn't had to. With Dak home safe and the promise of cubs sometime in the near future, as well as peace and the lengthening days bringing warmth and life with them... there is little most she could ask for. True, it is rare indeed for everything to be perfect, and if she were to think of the things she would change, she could probably come up with a few - but even the more important of these seem to be eclipsed by the importance of the good in her life. Mist has seen very few other varg in the last couple days. She has spent some time with Dak, but has realized the importance of letting him have time to himself if he wishes. His journey to the dark swamps of Sarnes did not turn out how either of them would have chosen, and though she does not fully know the extend of the impact it's had on him, she knows enough. She has lost her own brothers in the past, and other friends, and understands that even the joy of cubs can't fully replace the loss of a friend, or a brother.
There is such a thing as too much time left to yourself, and even without the thought to comfort Dak if comfort is needed, Mist wants to see him. Pausing to scan the twilit area on front of her, the Drappa's gentle golden eyes pierce through the darkness. As per usual, though, it is Dak's scent that comes to her on a small gusty breeze that tells her where he is. A soft smile comes readily to her face as she easily pictures him with that first scent of him. She is only faintly surprised to catch the scent of another with him. She hasn't seen Koran's beta since she first met him, and perhaps should have been a better hostess to him... but she did know he had stayed in Deor, waiting as well for Dak to return. She is pleased Kai stayed until now. Knowing how much he means to Dakota, Mist would truly like to get to know him better, and to be friends for his own sake as well as for his friendship with her mate.
In the days since Dak left to go to Sarnes, Mist's cubs have grown noticeably, and even to eyes who don't know her usual form, would have no trouble seeing the clear growth of her belly with new life. Stepping forward through the gathering dusk, the ash-grey fae makes her way toward them - her mate, and her beloved's best friend, with no knowledge of the words just spoken by Dak. Her entrance is quiet and unobtrusive, making it unlikely that either of the manns would have noticed her presence until she comes fairly close. Flashing a warm smile at them both before going to sit carefully next to Dak, she dips her head in greeting to Kai before speaking, her voice soft and gentle, fitting perfectly with the clear image of her as a mother. "I hope I'm not interrupting your conversation... Kai, it's good to see you again. I'm sorry I've been a less than attentive hostess." It crosses her mind that her pregnancy could come as a surprise to Kai, especially since it was only recently that he found out that his old friend had a mate at all. With the thought, she smiles slightly wider, not doubting the beta's reaction to the knowledge that his friend will soon be a father. "Have you been well taken care of during your stay? I'm pleased you stayed until Dak's return." As she says his name she turns her beaming gaze to meet Dak's, and reaches toward him to gently nuzzle him.
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Post by Kai on Apr 20, 2009 21:36:54 GMT -5
The amber-eyed Beta allowed his lids to close, hiding his bright orbs as his lips curled into a small smile at his friend's words. Ever since they were cubs, Dakota had always been the one to take charge, with Kai happily, if not timidly, following loyally behind. His companion's naive bravery had gotten them into all sorts of trouble in their young age, but had also served to take them on countless adventures, many exposing them to life-lessons that would become invaluable in their adolescence and adulthood; Wisdom yielded from taking risks that Kai was not sure he would have been willing to take on his own. It was for this reason that he believed he owed many of his amiable traits to his green-eyed counterpart, for without his guidance and the constant security of his friendship, the ebon Beta would have amounted to little more than a Sikla cowering in the wake of the world and all its risks.
When he finally spoke again, his words rolled smoothly off of his tongue in a relaxed manner. "Luckily for you, those you care about know that you are only controlling out of love and concern for their safety." Opening his eyes again, the amber beacons drifted to the countenance of his companion with an almost impish gleam. It felt indescribable to be sitting next to his old friend in the calming darkness; the obsidian form beside him seemed more like a memento or conjured vestige from days gone by rather than the solid form of his dearest friend. Each wolf placed the other up on a pedestal with their respective redeeming qualities, be they based on bravery or sagacity, reaching them nearly to the heavens themselves. Though each seemed doubtful of the belief placed in them by the other, Kai was none the less humbled and thankful for Dakota's kind words, for he knew that if he did not mean them to be true, he would not have heard them uttered so. Rather than kindly dispute his friend's almost holy image of him, he let the compliments slide and accepted them with an appreciative smile, knowing that the more they danced around eachother's praises, the more time would be wasted wallowing in needless self-doubt.
The Deorian Beta seemed deeply vexed by his common mistake involving the youth Ryu, and though Kai knew that Dakota was prone to conceal such chagrin from the caring hearts around him, he also knew what little use was harboring misery. "An honest mistake," he said simply as he stared on into the darkness as though channeling the shadows for answers. "Your interest did not lay with the cub, but his mother. You must build relationships one at a time, Dakota. Sometimes, well, more often than not, you expect far too much of yourself." The vice sounded somewhat familiar as he spoke it outloud, though his personal downfalls were not the subject of this discussion- and he thanked the gods for that, knowing that the discussion would span forever were it the topic at hand. "So you know what you must do," he let his fangs show in a small grin as he turned to face the wolf at his side, "You've got a good head on your shoulders with reasonable advice to boot... I don't know why I prattle on when you've got all you need to know already there." As he finished speaking of the Zanguzen-blooded fae, he could tell from Dakota's wily expression that perhaps it had been a mistake. He felt his face grow hot beneath his fur at his friend's good-natured taunting, though the jesting was short lived as the green-eyed jokester offered instead some genuine advice that was quick to restore hope. His words made it seem as though it was unquestionable whether or not he should see Krystal again. "Thank you," he spoke quietly with a small grin in his old, bashful way.
With the topic of love resolved for the moment, the conversation inevitably shifted to the young defender-to-be. Kai was eternally thankful for his friend's compliance, and silently scolded himself for being so silly as to think it would greatly upset the Deorian Beta. It seems I still have much to learn regarding the strength of our friendship, he thought to himself. Dakota had begun to say something that seemed to be bothering him, though he quickly dropped it, which elicited a furrowed brow and slight frown from Koran's warrior. Kai knew well enough to let it go and not pursue the matter, for had it been something serious, it would surely come up later in conversation. No where was it written that two friends must share each secret trouble with one another, nor was it expected. Instead, it was envisioned that, in times of need, one would be able to rely fully on the other without hesitation. Kai nodded, agreeing with what Dakota had spoken about Ryu. "And respect he shall learn. I can't imagine him wanting to act up in the confines of a foreign pack's hospitality. If he takes for granted my act of trying to help him, then he will require more work than originally thought... In the short time I've spent with him though, he has made known to me a great potential and eagerness to learn; it just needs to be directed towards positive ideals, as you have said."
After a short silence, a change in his friend's tone caused his ears to perk with interest. His head tilted to the side at the mention of his friend's small puzzle and a confused expression found its way onto his features. "What reason..." he mused outloud, though a muffled voice in the back of his mind proposed an idea that seemed too grandiose to be true. Amber eyes were wide with wonder as he looked to his friend's face, testing to see the reaction that smugly resided there. Before he could utter anything on the subject, the Drappa of Deor had emerged from the trees, finding her rightful place beside her mate. All became clear as she approached, her drooping belly round with the promise of pups. A wide grin wound its way onto the Koran Beta's features, slow at first, but then growing to encompass the whole of his maw. "Dakota!" he exclaimed excitedly, though he soon realized the volume his excitability had added to his tones. "Dakota," he said more softly, his enthusiasm barely contained, as he looked up at the couple with the wide eyes of a cub, brimming with an elation sparked at the smallest wonder. "Oh, please forgive me, Lady Mist," he fumbled, bowing quickly to the Drappa in late greeting. "You're not interrupting at all! And I've enjoyed my stay here very much indeed, it has given me but a taste of Deor's endless hospitality. I remain forever grateful for your kindness." The words flowed quickly from his maw in a comical mix of gentlemanly civility and flurried emotion. His tail was thrashing wildly now and he had unknowingly hopped to his feet at some point. Amber eyes flitted back and forth between the Drappa's round belly, and the smiling faces of the parents-to-be. "But when did this... how...? he struggled to find words suitable, but could only string together incomplete thoughts, his tongue unable to keep up with his racing mind. "When will they be here? Pups, Dakota! I can hardly wait... I'm going to be an uncle! " He bounded the short distance to Dakota and gave him a playful nudge in the shoulder, and then turned to Mist and, after hesitating for a moment, planted a small lick on her muzzle, looking all the while like an overgrown cub himself.
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Post by Dakota Spirit on May 19, 2009 0:04:58 GMT -5
[Sorry for the wait on this, guys! Sorry for the rustyness too lol]
Under the soft glow of the moon, everything seemed so much simpler. Problems could be solved with just a few words between friends, secrets shared and then cast aside as matters of little importance. The darkness and troubles each warrior held melted away as the seconds passed and Dakota, with each new glance at his companion, could feel his soul slipping deeper into the lull of relaxation. He knew that once the night ended and Fenris's golden rays peeked over the horizon that things would come back in sharper contrast, that he would agian see his duties and responsibilities as they were. That his burdens would not seem quite so simple. But for a few hours at least, his stars were aligned. Nothing felt out of place and no wrongs felt possible. Swishing his thick tail slowly across the grassy earth, Dak listened as the wolf beside him spoke. They were so alike, perhaps more so then either realized. Each male echoed the other with wise words of his own, yet each remained unable to accept any praise offered. He wondered for a moment if such a quality was born from the distance that typically separated the two wolves. That if in missing and longing for their cubhood friend, the males had shaped their fantasies into realities. That their romanticised versions of each other had been treasured enough to dwell on until the point that it was no longer a memory, but the true image each saw when looking at the other. And with that came respect, which only served to humble the wolves further. Still more, Dak knew that as a warrior he only did what seemed right, likely as Kai did the same. It felt unfamiliar and strange to take praise for that, even if part of him did glow at the compliments. But Kai seemed to understand and perhaps even feel the same way, for with a quick nod of his head he ended their back and forth banter and moved onto other things.
"We all expect a little too much.", Dak whispered quietly as Kai's voice faded. "Though I suppose that's what drives us to achieve and grow." Tilting his head into the now familiar stance , the male lifted his gaze once more to the moon and watched as the dark clouds passed like shadows though it's light. Nodding along with Kai's words, Dakota repeated them quietly in his mind, letting each one seep in to memory. An honest mistake. And it had been...at least in the beginning. There had been no ill intent for Dak's part and no reason for him to expect protection from himself continuously. He was allowed a mistake once in awhile. "Aren't I?" Dak mused, wondering how much he actually believed this. Or rather, how much he'd choose to believe it. But then Kai said So you know what you must do...and of course, this was also true. Dak had long since known that a second conversation with with the targeted youth was in order, perhaps even an apology on his part. Yet much like his reluctance to accept his own lack of perfection, the male had been slow to really move on this knowledge. It was almost as if he was Ryu's age agian, young and inexperienced, embarrassed by his own outburst. Approaching Mist's son agian was not something he was looking forward too and yet as his friend had been careful to point out, he knew that was the only proper course of action. Smiling at the soft embarrassment that showed on his friends face at mention of the GeRad fae, Dakota turned his head from such matters and listened once more as the subject changed.
Laughing softly to himself as Kai puzzled over his riddle, Dak waited for the dawn to shine in his friend's mind. Bright green eyes shown with excitement as he watched, widening slightly in anticipation. Yet before any definite answer could be given, a softly rustling can from the brush beside them. Turning his head sharply, the smile disappeared from his face as he fell into alert seriousness, only to be replaced moments later as their visitor became familiar to him. "Mist!", he cried momentarily forgetting the wolf beside him. The fae's belly had now grown significantly, rounding with the litter of pups she would soon bear. Breathing deep her scent as she moved closer, Dakota offered a slow smile to the fae. "Hello, Love.", he whispered softly. Kai's excited gasp beside him finally caused the male to turn back, gleaming white teeth exposed in a full grin. Laughing heartily at Kai's antics, the Deorian felt his tail increase in tempo as it waved behind him. "You seem surprised, old friend.", he said between the laughter. "But then, so was I. This future was never one that I'd pictured in my head." Flashing a quick glance as his mate, Dak flicked his ears thoughtfully before answering Kai's questions. "Soon.", he said stealing another glance at the fae's swollen stomach. "They should be here soon....I think?" The wolf's deep voice tilted up in question as he spoke these last words, inexperience coloring his regular assurance. This was a new world to him, one in which he clearly didn't have the upper hand. Were Mist had a previous litter under her belt, Dak might as well have been a bleary eyed cub leaving the cave for the first time. Returning his friend's playful nudge with a quick brush of his own, Dakota revealed once more in how close they'd grown. The Koran wolf was nearly as he himself was, already beaming at the possibility little nieces and nephews. Leaning to meet Mist's touch, Dak pressed his skin against hers and savored the warmth he felt there. With his mate beside him and Kai now excited at the prospect of their litter, Dak felt as if he had everything he needed. "So Kai...", he said softly. "You see why you will surely be venturing into Deor agian soon...or perhaps not leaving at all. I think we will not see many more suns before these cubs are born. Smiling agian as Kai offered Mist a quick lick of his own, Dak found himself seeking out the moon's image one final time. Things were definitely simpler here in it's glow. Everything seemed to fall into place.
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Post by Mist on Jul 7, 2009 0:09:56 GMT -5
The reactions to her presence are even better than Mist could have hoped for, and as she sits next to her mate with a beaming smile, returning his tender greeting with a soft lick to his muzzle, a warm chuckle escapes her maw as she turns sparkling golden eyes to Kai. “Now you know of our good news.” She says softly, the happiness and warmth in her voice unmistakably plain. She shakes her head good naturedly at Kai’s fumbled apologies, her movement telling him that there is no need even before her voice speaks the words. “Truly, Kai, no apology is necessary, but since you gave one, I will simply say you are readily forgiven with all my heart.” She nods, pleased at his answer. “I am very happy you have stayed, and that you’ve found Deor to be welcoming and pleasant. You will always be more than welcome here, Kai. I hope you’ll grow to look on this pack as your second home, and come visit us often.” She flashes a smile at her mate before looking back at the amber eyed Beta. “Your gratitude is mirrored in my own. I can see how much your presence here and your friendship mean to my Dak. That is more than adequate repayment.” Looking back at Dak she plants another tender lick on his muzzle. “Well, it is not as if we had as much time to discuss the possibility as some mates do… but this is the best possible future I could hope for.”
Laughing musically again at Kai’s questions she shrugs very slightly and looks down at her cub-swollen belly. “Well, both the how and the when should be relatively self-explanatory… but yes, I know what you mean. As wonderful as it is, it is a surprise as well.” Nodding at her mate’s answer as well as his question, Mist supplies an answer for them both. “Yes, it will be soon. They’ve grown so much, and it has gone so fast. Aye, Kai, you’ll be an Uncle before you know it.” The Drappa leans gently against Dak, thinking of the fact that he has never been a father before. She smiles gently at the thought of him with his cubs, and there is absolutely no doubt in the world that he will be a more than wonderful father. “Much longer and I'll get so big I won’t be able to get out and do anything for myself.” Looking at the two manns with her eyes sparkling happily, she shifts position and winces very slightly as she feels the cubs moving inside her. “Hm, see? They agree as well. They’ll soon be ready to see the world. I think we’ll have more than enough to do with these little rascals on our hands. If their energy now is anything to go by, they won’t be lacking it after they’re born.” Looking at Dak with a smile, she tips her head thoughtfully. “This’ll be a whole new experience for you, love. I have no doubt though, that you’ll be all they need and more. You’ll just have to get used to the idea of cubs crawling all over you and waking you up at all hours of the night.” Winking slightly at him, she leans forward to touch his nose with hers. “That’s one of the best parts though. There’s something wonderful and fun about little lives entwined with yours.”
Mist smiles with a gentle chuckle at Kai’s somewhat hesitant lick, and her tail swishes happily behind her. “Kai, do you think you’ll stay until after the cubs are born? You are more than welcome to stay for as long as you wish.” At her mate’s words the grey fae turns her head to him to nuzzle him gently, and then her gaze turns back to Kai. “I gather, from your words, that you two were talking of this very subject when I came? If that is true, it was most fortunate timing. Another blessing, perhaps.” Tilting her head up, Mist smiles up at the moon, silently thanking Tor for all her blessings and kindness she has granted her before softly speaking again. “Lady Tor is good to her children… and is a good example for all parents.”
((OOC: I can't tell you how sorry I am for the wait on this.))
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Post by Kai on Jul 12, 2009 19:33:49 GMT -5
Sorry for the wait, and for the quality of this post. Just wanted to get the ball rolling again- On to the pups! :)
As the light breeze of the cool summer evening sifted through the pelts of the three Varg, the surrounding mood had lifted almost as high as the heavens themselves. The ever-radiant goddess Tor sat perched atop her midnight throne, her brilliant light reflecting jovially in the eyes and smiles of the Varg below. Worries of all sorts had dissipated to make way for the exciting secret that Deor's noble lovers whispered to the foreign Beta. The chemistry that the two Deorians shared was indisputable, and as Kai looked on, his thoughts were not the least bit tinged with envy, but the whole of his heart was consumed with warmth and happiness for his brother and the life he had finally begun constructing for himself.
"This news is simply terrific!" The ebon male exclaimed, trying, to no avail, to curb his excitement. His black banner waved furiously behind him, and had he tried to place his haunches on the ground, he would be too quick to return ecstatically to all fours. "Of course I'm excited! I don't believe I've ever been quite so happy for you Dakota, as I am right now. This was completely unexpected, but I could not have asked for a better blessing to grace your lives. Cubs, Dakota!" He offered the last line with less disbelief and more eager anticipation than before. In truth, Kai had never been around cubs, though it was not an idea that perturbed him. Koran had its share of younger wolves, though Kai's place was not in the dens with them, but patrolling the border and venturing to neighboring packs. Having the opportunity to watch Mist and Dakota's cubs grow would be a privilege for the ebon male, and the prospect added a proud gleam to his already bright eyes.
Kai beamed as Mist spoke; her voice was as soft and gentle as any he had ever heard, and the words that floated melodically from her maw were bathed in divine kindness. Her lyrics were easy on his ears, and he speculated that her compassionate nature was enough to soothe even the most treacherous storms that were prone to brew in the hearts of Varg. "I will gladly stay until the cubs are born," he spoke more calmly than before, his unbridled enthusiasm having been replaced by humble appreciation. He offered the lovers a deep bow as if to thank them for welcoming him into their family; though he and Dakota had never strayed from the path of brotherhood, it was a phenomenal feeling to be accepted into their group and to be granted permission to step readily into their home. Turning to Dakota with a grin, he had no doubt in his mind that he would prove to be a wonderful father. The challenges he had braved thusfar would serve as valuable lessons and captivating stories for the future. "I have faith in you, Koty. Mist has already proven to be a benevolent mother, and with the two of you parenting these cubs... They will grow to be admirable Varg with pure souls and strong hearts, I just know it."
Finally spent of his excess energy, Kai reclined back on his haunches, his tail wrapping securely around his paws. Amber orbs settled for a moment on the emerald counterparts of his brother, a reassuring smile playing on the corners of his maw, before his attention was drawn skyward. In his eyes not only was the moon was reflected, full of a mysterious beauty, but also a serene happiness and anticipation for the future's wonders.
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Post by Dakota Spirit on Jul 12, 2009 20:11:22 GMT -5
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Thanks both of you, I had a lot of fun with this thread! Plot to be continued in a separate thread soon
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