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Posted on March 11, 2014 at 10:22:13 PM by Kiska
A rich matriarchal voice resonates from behind the slighter male. It was a voice full of certainty, but also of pride... and a bit of a steeled edge as my harlequin eyes hone in on the figure of the fellow that confirms himself the biological father of my daughter's first litter. I come round his side, standing at my full imposing height and never letting my eyes stray from his face until I finally kneel to place a close nuzzling kiss upon my Zeteri's brow. "A mother could not be more proud, my little Princess" I speak in a hushed tone for her ears only, my brow furrowing in momentary concern at her current state of duress. My pools turn imploringly to Moth, dipping my tiara in respect to the Soothsayer's station before inquiring. "I trust Zeteri will recover, under your attentive care m'lady?" After a moment to allow Moth a few words, I glance back to the male; that hard edge returning to the recesses of my gaze like an iron vice. I don't know if I much care for the look of him. He seemed... Squirmy. Awkward. Uncomfortable. Mayhap this was his first litter? Or mayhap he wasn't used to playing dad to whatever offspring he's produced in the past. I circle him as he attempts to handle his own babes, obviously a novice around infants. My eyes are scrutinizing. "What is your name, free-roamer?" I ask of him, even as my eyes trail to the tiny female whelp in his care. I cannot help the softening of my expression then, my heart melting and swelling all at once at the sight of the tiny bundle of life. A smile curves the edges of my lips, despite my reservations for the Male standing before me. "She is beautiful Zeteri..." I speak with confidence. It was true, the little female was silent in comparison to the mewlings of her brother, and having born a son of a similar impediment, I new immediately the diagnosis. "She is without voice, much like how your brother Cordova, was without hearing." I was speaking to Zeteri, though my gaze was firm upon the small girl. I glance then to the little male, who's cries resonated up loudly, and I go to coddle him as the father seems to be a bit stressed by the noise. "Here, let me show you how it's done..." I speak to Amutaq, taking my grandson as I stretch out beside Zeteri's free side, and embracing the cub between my forepaws I show the father how to go about caring for his children. Warm tongue rasps against the boy's fur, cleansing and promoting stimulation as it dried and warmed him. I admired his myriad of markings as I worked. "Your son is very handsome, you should take pride in the children my Daughter has bore you... they are of noble warrior blood. The Blood of Kings, of Samurai and Barbarians." I speak to the male sagely, my skull tilting towards him with a regal and somewhat primoridal air. "So, what is your name, free-roamer, and what intentions have you for taking part in the raising of your cubs?" I wasn't one to beat around the bush, particularly where my own blood kin were concerned. 17 years of Sin - Alias is My Alias - Haunted By Picture (c) wolf250 :: Wolf Depicted (c) Darcia |
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- Angel in the Dark - By ZETERI March 12, 2014 at 02:56:47 PM
&& if only I had wings - By Moth March 23, 2014 at 11:26:09 PM
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