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zeteri
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Posted on December 7, 2013 at 03:53:45 AM by Kiska

That voice.... I haven't heard that voice in a long time. Years in fact...but I would know it anywhere, even now within my own dreams. It is stronger then I remember it, containing a timber that reminds me of my own rich melodies. But there is still a sweetness to it.... an innocence and child-like whimsy that had always been a trademark of the youngest of mine and Devil's first litter. Zeteri.... her lilting soprano ripples through my dreamscape and suddenly I can see her face, the bright golden eyes and that vibrant streak of the same metallic ore riding the fine line of her little back. In my slumber she is still only a pup, round belly and paws so big she trips over herself and of course.... her big doe eyes full of curiosity and wonder and Love.

I reach out to her, curling her tiny fuzzy body curling into my chest and burrowing into my fur, her little paws kneading against the tight muscles of my chest as she mewls and coos in that puppyish way.

Zeteri... I inhale her scent, sweet like the Moss of Paracon. I love you my baby... Mommy's here. I haven't forgotten you...

But even as I comfort her, I feel her tiny form tense in my embrace. Suddenly she's squirming, fighting to get free of my grip. Her voice comes again, this time with more urgency then before. A cry, a wail, a sob. I try to comfort her, but her keening little cries become louder and more drawn out, until it is the sound of a full grown wolf's howl.

"Zeteri..." I try to calm her. I toss in my sleep. "Zeteri!" I bark, this time turning over on the boulder I had been dozing on in the mid-afternoon sun. I roll over it's side and land in a puff of white powdery snow, gasping as the cold seeps into my fur and startles me to wakefulness. I sit up, shaking snow from my head and ears, blinking my eyes and stretching my back irritably. Dreams of my family were commonplace, of all my loved ones. I wanted them close to me. And they were close. So close, and yet so far away from me.

And yet, even now that I am awake... that voice lingers in my ears. An echo that rolls across the forested tundra. Ears prick fro, listening more closely now. Yes, a wolf had howled. A wolf waiting audience near the border. I stand, without a second thought, the dream with my daughter dragging at my heels and heart strings. But it had been a dream, and this was real life. And in real life, I had a job to do.
16 years of Sin - Alias is My Alias - Haunted By ~~Devil May Cry~~ - Hunted By None - Taviora is My Purgatory - 44", 200lbs

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Re(1): zeteri - By D'Manaco December 9, 2013 at 11:41:15 PM
Orca - By susil crags December 10, 2013 at 02:48:41 AM
Kiska - By Apprentice December 11, 2013 at 04:37:57 AM
Re(1): Kiska - By Kis old html December 26, 2013 at 11:56:48 PM

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