IP: 24.108.1.137
Posted on April 16, 2014 at 06:05:22 PM by Everchime & Heimdallr
raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Little Heimdallr didn't look like much when he passed from his mothers body and onto the cold cold ground, his little yips and mini growls of discomfort and irritation at the temperature and the hardness of the ground ment little to those around him and yet he still kept it up. Even when he opened his eyes he wouldn't be able to see the world fully like his siblings and perhaps this would be the deciding factor that would drive him to be a great man. He would be their warrior, their protector in the night to watch over them all no matter what he could or couldn't see. Some rough movements bumped him around a bit before he was placed beside something warm and soon his blind limbs found their way to a small protrusion and nature simply took over from there.
She can sense the movements all around her even through the pain, the shadows of Vidar as he moved closer to her to grab the second pup, the wash of air as he came back to wait beside her, more movement as he grabbed another pup, placing this pup beside her face, her small tongue flicking out to take as soft as possible a swipe at the pup her pumpkin spice eyes water over as she feels her inner light begin to fade away, she had gotten to see two of her pups so far, but she didn't want this to be the end. She had only just begun to live again, oh when would Sen get here, it seems like hours and hours before the last pup comes and she can see that Vidar had brought the little squirming mass with him to lay before her. She doesn't have the strength to lift her head but her eyes look into his and she tries to let a smile grace her lips just before the darkness takes over and she is lost to them.
Before her world went completely black she heard a voice off in the distance, it sounded further away than it really was and for a moment she thought it was a dream, muffled was the voice of the other, she almost mis-took it for her fathers voice as a small whine of a feeble nature leaked from her mouth aas a last ditch effort to wake herself from the blackness. It felt like she'd slipped away from the world, her body felt like it was floating on the breeze of a warm summer day, her body felt whole and though she no longer lay in their den, she felt like she was atleast still there in some regard. It was a weird feeling to say the least, she looked around her with her pumpkin spice eyes as the blackness moved away and a soft ball of light appeared before her. At first she was meserized by the light but soon it began to change shape and color and took on the form of a wolf. Or atleast that's what she took it as.
It spoke to her, telling her that it was not her time, that she must return to take care of her babes, that all was well but she must return, and to do so quickly. In the here and now, in the small den where she lay, her nose twitched at the strong smell of the rock like thing Sen had placed before it. Everchime didn't need much encouragement to lay bacak down again, to get back into herself it seemed, after a few moments of her nose twitching a sneeze rang through the den as she seemed to start to cough and in truth she wanted to gag but couldn't find the strength to do such a thing at this moment. Her eyes slowly open themselves up, squinting for a moment but soon they blink to full wakefulness. She was alive? she tries to lift her head but it feels so very heavy. "Vi-Vidar..." her words feel like wool in her mouth, but it is Sen that stands before her all sorts of kindness and warth upon his face as he waits for her "ugh!" her nose had taken another inhale of the dreadful smell and wrinkled up tight against her face "what is... that stuff..." she says trying to move her paw to swipe at her face but her entire body feels like it's weighted down to the ground.
"talks like this"
Everchime
female - 5 yo - forever mated & bound to Vidar - mother ofAerith & Mortz Ildan, Sven, Heimdallr & Ragnar (x Vidar) - Mender - Taviora
Little Heimdallr didn't look like much when he passed from his mothers body and onto the cold cold ground, his little yips and mini growls of discomfort and irritation at the temperature and the hardness of the ground ment little to those around him and yet he still kept it up. Even when he opened his eyes he wouldn't be able to see the world fully like his siblings and perhaps this would be the deciding factor that would drive him to be a great man. He would be their warrior, their protector in the night to watch over them all no matter what he could or couldn't see. Some rough movements bumped him around a bit before he was placed beside something warm and soon his blind limbs found their way to a small protrusion and nature simply took over from there.
She can sense the movements all around her even through the pain, the shadows of Vidar as he moved closer to her to grab the second pup, the wash of air as he came back to wait beside her, more movement as he grabbed another pup, placing this pup beside her face, her small tongue flicking out to take as soft as possible a swipe at the pup her pumpkin spice eyes water over as she feels her inner light begin to fade away, she had gotten to see two of her pups so far, but she didn't want this to be the end. She had only just begun to live again, oh when would Sen get here, it seems like hours and hours before the last pup comes and she can see that Vidar had brought the little squirming mass with him to lay before her. She doesn't have the strength to lift her head but her eyes look into his and she tries to let a smile grace her lips just before the darkness takes over and she is lost to them.
Before her world went completely black she heard a voice off in the distance, it sounded further away than it really was and for a moment she thought it was a dream, muffled was the voice of the other, she almost mis-took it for her fathers voice as a small whine of a feeble nature leaked from her mouth aas a last ditch effort to wake herself from the blackness. It felt like she'd slipped away from the world, her body felt like it was floating on the breeze of a warm summer day, her body felt whole and though she no longer lay in their den, she felt like she was atleast still there in some regard. It was a weird feeling to say the least, she looked around her with her pumpkin spice eyes as the blackness moved away and a soft ball of light appeared before her. At first she was meserized by the light but soon it began to change shape and color and took on the form of a wolf. Or atleast that's what she took it as.
It spoke to her, telling her that it was not her time, that she must return to take care of her babes, that all was well but she must return, and to do so quickly. In the here and now, in the small den where she lay, her nose twitched at the strong smell of the rock like thing Sen had placed before it. Everchime didn't need much encouragement to lay bacak down again, to get back into herself it seemed, after a few moments of her nose twitching a sneeze rang through the den as she seemed to start to cough and in truth she wanted to gag but couldn't find the strength to do such a thing at this moment. Her eyes slowly open themselves up, squinting for a moment but soon they blink to full wakefulness. She was alive? she tries to lift her head but it feels so very heavy. "Vi-Vidar..." her words feel like wool in her mouth, but it is Sen that stands before her all sorts of kindness and warth upon his face as he waits for her "ugh!" her nose had taken another inhale of the dreadful smell and wrinkled up tight against her face "what is... that stuff..." she says trying to move her paw to swipe at her face but her entire body feels like it's weighted down to the ground.
"talks like this"
female - 5 yo - forever mated & bound to Vidar - mother of
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