IP: 24.108.1.137
Posted on March 28, 2014 at 10:34:16 PM by Everchime
raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Everchime had always been a very friendly wolfess, never once had she gone and done a harmful thing to a single beast other than for the sake of food. She had little time these past few days to think about what had happened to her after she'd gone looking for Mortz, it still bothered her that she hadn't found him after all that she had gone through, had he simply up and left to find himself a new home? was he still in Glorall with those monsters? had he tried to take back their home while she was gone and something terrible had happened to him? a small squeal alerts her to the business at hand and she smiles down upon the four boys that squirmed around in the darkened den that Vidar had set up for them. She had told him not to worry about her, just as she'd told everyone that had stopped in to see the newest litter of Tavoria.
So she had the afternoon to herself and her beautiful baby boys, even with the fact that they had almost taken her out with their birth she had never felt so much joy in her life other than when she'd first met Vidar, her pink tongue flicked out to brush back the fur atop Hem's head, the little boy had the cutest cow-lick and whatever Everchime tried to do, it would never go away. A soft chuckle leaves her lips as she watches her pups playful nature, she loved them either way they choose to live their lives and would always be there for them. There was a small part of her that was concerned that what had happened to her mother could happen not only to her, but to her children, she didn't know if the insanity that her mother had gone through while she had been in their packlands. So far she was in the clear, but she worried for her children.
It is the sound of paw steps that alerts her to the arrival of a visitor, swiftly she tucks her pups in behind her rump her nose sniffing the air to find the scent of a female that she did not know but had scented over the terrain of Tavoria, her name being called in a questioning form made her stiffen but she shook her head slightly, she had never given her name to her attackers, so this female could not belong to that rouge band of males. "Hello?" she answers in reply her own questioning tone found at the tail end of her word. The temptation for a snack was quiet high within her, Vidar was a most perfect hunter and as such there where small piles of bones here and there that she had already gone through. Having pups was more work than she remembered with Aerith and Mortz, Ildan, Sven, Heimdallr and Ragnar were all growing swiftly and even at a couple of days old all were showing signs of growing up into big wolves.
"Many thanks friend," she said though her voice was still not full bodied like it used to be, it would take much time and rest to get her back to her normal ever loving self. She was still tired from the birth and still quiet sore, "oh I am only needing companionship, is this something I might gain?" she asked struggling to pull herself towards the opening of the den so that she could get a better look at the wolfess who had come calling upon her. She finds an almost completely white female with but a smudge of black on her chest, eyes of warm pumpkin pie meet the deep sky blue of the others. "Would you like to see the pups?" she asks the female, she wasn't like most females even given her time away from Vidar and Tavoria. She always loved looking in on the mothers in Glorall much in the same manner as this female. "Parden my asking, but you have my name, is it alright to have yours?" she eyes the snack that the girl has brought for her and a smile graces her gaunt lips.
"talks like this"
Everchime
female - 5 yo - forever mated & bound to Vidar - mother ofAerith & Mortz Ildan, Sven, Heimdallr & Ragnar (x Vidar) - Mender - Taviora
Everchime had always been a very friendly wolfess, never once had she gone and done a harmful thing to a single beast other than for the sake of food. She had little time these past few days to think about what had happened to her after she'd gone looking for Mortz, it still bothered her that she hadn't found him after all that she had gone through, had he simply up and left to find himself a new home? was he still in Glorall with those monsters? had he tried to take back their home while she was gone and something terrible had happened to him? a small squeal alerts her to the business at hand and she smiles down upon the four boys that squirmed around in the darkened den that Vidar had set up for them. She had told him not to worry about her, just as she'd told everyone that had stopped in to see the newest litter of Tavoria.
So she had the afternoon to herself and her beautiful baby boys, even with the fact that they had almost taken her out with their birth she had never felt so much joy in her life other than when she'd first met Vidar, her pink tongue flicked out to brush back the fur atop Hem's head, the little boy had the cutest cow-lick and whatever Everchime tried to do, it would never go away. A soft chuckle leaves her lips as she watches her pups playful nature, she loved them either way they choose to live their lives and would always be there for them. There was a small part of her that was concerned that what had happened to her mother could happen not only to her, but to her children, she didn't know if the insanity that her mother had gone through while she had been in their packlands. So far she was in the clear, but she worried for her children.
It is the sound of paw steps that alerts her to the arrival of a visitor, swiftly she tucks her pups in behind her rump her nose sniffing the air to find the scent of a female that she did not know but had scented over the terrain of Tavoria, her name being called in a questioning form made her stiffen but she shook her head slightly, she had never given her name to her attackers, so this female could not belong to that rouge band of males. "Hello?" she answers in reply her own questioning tone found at the tail end of her word. The temptation for a snack was quiet high within her, Vidar was a most perfect hunter and as such there where small piles of bones here and there that she had already gone through. Having pups was more work than she remembered with Aerith and Mortz, Ildan, Sven, Heimdallr and Ragnar were all growing swiftly and even at a couple of days old all were showing signs of growing up into big wolves.
"Many thanks friend," she said though her voice was still not full bodied like it used to be, it would take much time and rest to get her back to her normal ever loving self. She was still tired from the birth and still quiet sore, "oh I am only needing companionship, is this something I might gain?" she asked struggling to pull herself towards the opening of the den so that she could get a better look at the wolfess who had come calling upon her. She finds an almost completely white female with but a smudge of black on her chest, eyes of warm pumpkin pie meet the deep sky blue of the others. "Would you like to see the pups?" she asks the female, she wasn't like most females even given her time away from Vidar and Tavoria. She always loved looking in on the mothers in Glorall much in the same manner as this female. "Parden my asking, but you have my name, is it alright to have yours?" she eyes the snack that the girl has brought for her and a smile graces her gaunt lips.
"talks like this"
female - 5 yo - forever mated & bound to Vidar - mother of
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- The Wailing One - By Banshee April 18, 2014 at 01:19:27 AM
\\ if you let it take a part of your soul - By Everchime & Heimdallr April 24, 2014 at 06:38:49 PM
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