Post by maiza on Nov 10, 2007 3:30:50 GMT -5
A little bit of a scene between myself (Friti), Cottonpaws, and Haze (Observed by Grit and Auric.) that we had some fun writing and though we'd post it. It's rather rough (as it's /late/) and I refuse to polish it considering the hour, but amusing none the less.
And without further adieu, we introduce Viridian's latest drama series, 'The Young and the Restless'... XD
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Oh well... He... Ahem, THEY didn't come back in time, maybe they ARE really
talking, oh well. Cotton woke up this morning and was suprised to NOT find
the male there by her side, so, she was a BIT concerned about him. Obviously,
she didn't just woke up and started looking for him, it took her a few hours
of boredom first, but hey! Time to find her man. Coming from 'home', her
quick pacing makes evident that she is either bored, way too worried, or
desperate... But, it is sure that she wants to bug him again. So, the girl
makes her was to the usual spot, near that special tree, where they usually
rest.
Alas, there is no immediate indication the lad is about or present - the
previous night had seen fit to pass a short snowfall across the forest and
lake, leaving a soft layer of fluffy white snow as far as the eye can see.
However despite this, there is an unmistakable sound emerging from somewhere
nearby - snoring. And coming not from within the sheltering confines of said
tree, though from there the unmistakable scent of rabbit and death emerges...
no, the snoring's location isn't emerging from there, but from a small mound
of snow some several paces away. A twitch of movement from the mound is the
only indication of life - a white ear flicking at some imagined insult...
only to be still once more. The snow-mound is really nothing more than Friti
doing what his white fur does best... it blends, and with the dusting of snow
atop him, it only adds to the disguise. Or should we say below him, for the
lad is sleeping on his back, legs tucked to his chest, tongue hanging out,
his tail but a faint mound in the snow behind him. Another snore emerges -
more ragged than the last. Yeah... sleeping on one's back doesn't seem to
help too much with the snoring problem. -.-;
Sure, show off... Maybe Frit's fur makes him one with the snow, but... It's a
shame, really, that snow doesn't work the same for the girl, it's hard to
become one with snow with her dark colors! Cotton indeed spots that male
there, the silly form of... Snow and fur mixed together, well, don't worry
about it, she won't try to wake him up like that. First, food... If she can
find it. The girl starts walking to his direction, slowly, REAL slowly, for a
moment there, pouncing at him sounds like a really good idea, but uhm... That
snoring and how he's sleeping, so cute she won't bother him. Instead of plan
A, which was bothering him, she turns to plan B, which is, go to him and rest
by his side. Not too close to him, but enough so she can rest her head next
to his. A nap sounds like a good idea.
Completely oblivious to the world about him, the lad continues to drift in the
realm of dreams, occasionally making some unintelligible sound but otherwise
is completely still. The previous night was rather long - Silvan had been a
good hunting companion and the tree hides his portion of the evening's catch
- 2 adult rabbits - but what came as a surprise to the lad was that the Alpha
was a decent interrogator as well. All sorts of veiled, and sometimes
pointed, questions were asked, and most usually refuted by the lad throughout
the procession. Most. Regardless, a sudden flurry of snow and a soft growl
announces to those nearby attention as the lad's legs' jerk and cycle about
aimlessly in the air as if he's running... only to stop a little later to
tuck themselves back into his chest with an extended pleased whine before
silence falls once more.
No kicking! With a girl on your neck, trying to take a nap... GEt the idea.
Cotton doesn't mind the growling at first, but as the kicks come, and her
pillow moves making her move to a side to look at him, well... Something's
wrong, isn't it? Cotton tilts her head to a side, wondering what he's
dreaming about now. If the food is there and she's hungry, she doesn't care
for now, it's him for now and only him. The girl lowers her head again,
nosing his cheek gently and hoping to calm him a bit, "It's only a dream..."
She whispers to him, awww, isn't she nice? After that, she again tries to
rest her head on his neck, closing her eyes.
Whether it be the girl's actions or just coincidence, the lad's maneuvering and
noise making cease completely, and for a long time nothing else happens.
Still, even as time passes the body and mind react in interesting ways to
external stimuli, and with her familiar scent and her closeness present it's
only natural to invoke a response from the lad. Murmuring something akin to
her name softly, though not quite really intelligently enough to be properly
understood, the lad shifts just once more... and it's readily apparent to
those whom are observant he knows she's there. And no, it's not Mini-Friti
either. Rather, his breathing takes on a different tone, and without further
movement the lad smiles faintly and growls a soft welcome, "G'morning
darlin'..." ... yeesh. Get the boy some coffee!
Darling? What the... Since when did he start calling her that way, huh? She has
a name! It's cupcake, or honey, or fluffytail... But darling? PLEASE! It does
take a lot of time before the male says something and pretends to be awake
and all that show. So much time that, by the time the male says something,
Cotton is asleep! Funny isn't it? Only one of her ears twitch ever so lightly
at his voice, and if she's about to wake up, she doesn't, honest. His voice
is almost interrupted by her snoring, shifting position slightly and curling
close to him, snore...
Yeah... he wasn't really awake when he said that, alright? We all say silly
things when we're not all there - he actually used to have fun getting his
siblings to admit to things they wouldn't even tell their mother when they
were in a state similar to what he was in. So much blackmail material! One
of the many things he used to keep himself... comfortable back in his old
pack. But that's Old News. Viridian is his pack - for now. Who knows
what'll occur around the bend come next winter? But this side of awareness,
the lad slowly comes to... and while still somewhat drowsy, turns his head
and rumbles contentedly as Cotton's presence is registered and scoots as best
he can closer... or tries to without disturbing the lass. Instead, he idly
flicks his tongue out and laps at... whatever is in reach. He isn't being
picky. Her paw... foreleg, chest, neck... something doesn't matter really.
She's here, that's what counts.
Well, bad news man, the closest thing the male has to his face, it's her rump,
remember she's curled up! Those funny accidents that happen when you're not
looking, kinda... She's sleeping, pleasently, maybe even dreaming by now,
with her light snoring making evident that she's content in her sleep... All
that, you know? But, when. . . Licked on the rump, the girl's eyes open wide,
flicking both ears... "What the-" Unlike the male, she only needs ONE lick to
wake up, and she's not even sleepy looking, she fully awake now, turning to
face the male quickly, but instead of saying anything wrong, she chuckles,
nosing him quickly, "Hey, wrong side 'darling'..."
Yeah, well... he's certainly /not/ a morning wolf, and this should prove it.
Here he was contentedly licking at what he had assumed was one of her
shoulders, and it turns out he was out kissing her furry rear in his
half-awake state. "Wha-...?" The lad mumbles as she noses him and speaks,
the slurred, incoherent response not indicating he's quite all there at the
moment. Sleepy aqua eyes slowly open and blink stupidly at the sight before
him... and he lifts his head to look back at her muzzle... then back to her
rear... muzzle... rear. "... Huh. Really?" No real remorse or apology is
extended as the lad takes one last look back at the wet spot on her fur,
before turning to point sleepy eyes back at her face once more... only to
yawn and smile sleepily and sheepishly, "... Darling? ... When did I get
promoted?"
The wet spot on her fur... Just, no... The girl never draws her gaze from him,
even if he looks at her rump like, ten times... Eleven, oh no, twelve now!
Hey, her eyes are up here, not down there... Though no one said the male was
looking for her eyes, so don't worry about a thing. The girl chuckles softly,
shaking her head as he examines her rump so many times, "Ever since you
'darling-ed' me while you were sleeping." So he deosn't remember, hey!
This... THIS COULD BE FUN! "What, don't you remember all the thing you said
earlier? About love and mating?" She is DEAD serious, there's NO hint of ...
Well, you get the idea, she's obviously screwing around, but it's convicing,
"Awww..." Her ears even flatten, looking away from him, "I thought you really
meant what you said." Hahahah
Hey! It's a very lovely rump! And he wasn't really awake when he did that...
it takes time for the brain to register things you know sometimes! Hell, it
still hadn't even registered that he'd been kissing her rear. Well, it
registered, but not really REGISTERED. Comprende'? And it's not like he was
actually looking for anything or saw it for that matter... is it? I mean,
curled up means her tail was curled up too, right? Anywho, if he wasn't
awake then, his boot up process kicks into high gear when she speaks of love
and mating. "Huh?!?" Ah - the standard sound of disbelief, matching that of
the expression of the lad... which quickly turns to horror - that of wide
eyes, /really/ backed ears, a ducked head, a quickly tucked tail, and a
slight trembling... "I- I didn't... I couldn't h-have... ... ... It was just
the dream, right? The dream where I said those things?" He vaguely
remembers some sort of talking in the dream before... yeah. His mind refuses
to go there right now. "I'd never dr
Of course she's joking, he just called her darling, but the beauty about jokes
is... That everyone is supposed to laugh, right? Not only her. She could
carry on and say more things, she could, but she's not that mean, is she?
Someone please tell her she's not mean, "I'm not." The girl simply says,
looking down at her paws and sighing... But slowly, a smile curls up on her
lips, raising a brow and looking at the male, she can't help but chuckle at
the horror splattered on his face by now. Cotton decides it's best to stop
befire she scares him, slowly reaching to nose his cheek and nips at his fur,
"I'm kidding, I'm sorry..." She whispers to him, nuzzling him once again,
"But you DID call me darling." That's a fact.
< Haze has arrived. >
Trotting into the glen with a winter-starved hare dangling from his maw, his
step merry as a result of his catch (all by himself!), Haze doesn't even
bother with a hello to the few wolves gathered here, flopping down onto his
side to begin chewing on his meal. He's got food, and he's a male, so he's
happy enough right now.
Before she scares him? He's so far past being scared right now, poor Friti is
about ready to faint! He's been so careful to be a good wolf - to not allow
himself to be caught in a compromising situation... And to be caught as such!
Oh woe is he! ... Wait, she's kidding? ... ... Frit's expression drifts
slowly from horror to that of an embarrassed grin as the truth comes out and
to the fore. Ok... so maybe he can live with 'darling'. that he can recover
from, right? Not immediately responding, he leans into the nuzzle and
murmurs something apologetic but friendly into her ear... with a hint of
mischievousness mixed in for spice, for when he finishes speaking, he nips
lightly at said ear in return and flushes, "... Yeah I'm sorry... maybe it
suits you?"
Dalring... Still, why not something else, like muffin, that's touchy and cute
and... Tasty! Cotton smiles to him, rubbing her cheek to his. Ok, now that
she thinks about it, it was a harsh, bad, evil thing to do. As funny as it
was, she now regrets it, he'll have revenge, it's just a matter of time, but
still, she's eady to face the consequences, "Oh hush, if dad hears you..."
Maybe he'll encourage them... Wait, "Not in front of my mother at least."
Because it MIGHT embarass her. The girl couldn't be happier, she has food,
she's a female, she HAS a male, so she's happy right now. That will last for
some seconds, sadly, the prescence of her brother will soon break the happy
mood and the pink world she has around Friti. The munching sounds coming from
the poor rabbit catch her attention, sniffing the air and slowly turning to
her brother, "Haze!" She quickly stands up and walks to him, "Dad's been
worried about you, where the heck have you been!?" She's big mom.
Haze's amber eyes roll up and over at the sound of his sister's ever-nagging
voice. Not even mom nags this much. "Out," he replies as vaguely as possible,
wasting no time in returning to his supper. If he even notices the two
lovebirds nearby, he doesn't show any reaction to them. No, he's quite
involved with devouring his meal.
Hey! These two aren't lovebirds! ... Not yet anyways. Friti is far too much
a gentleman to make that move boldly! ... though maybe if he continues to
sneak up on it... He's making progress! Honestly! ... It's just taking him
awhile via the roundabout, proper route. He'll get around to seducing her
and whisking her away at some point. ... Maybe. Damnit - they're both still
pups! Of sorts. As for not using that term in front of her father when her
mother is around, this gets a perked ear of surprise. What? Dad will
approve? What sort of father is he!? XD As for Upendi - it shatters as the
illusion fails due to noisy eating. Rather amused, Friti merely watches as
the girl goes after the new arrival whom is apparently known to her. Hell,
an introduction can wait. This promises to be amusing entertainment.
speaking of which... Friti quietly gets up and attempts to sneak over to their
'special' tree to recover one of the catches from last night. Nothing better
than dinner and theater!
She's been worried about her brother for... A long time, sick worried, pretty
worried, and he's like... Like that!? Out? well no duh, she knew that
already. He's probably away woth that Lark fiend, she wouldn't be surpised to
be honest. Haze's always been like that, a jerk she would say. But that's not
the point. Cotton rolls her eyes and grunts as she turns around, she's with
her lad, she's not going to waste words nor time with her brother, no way...
"Oh, you're such an arrogant piece of flesh." The girl starts walking back to
Friti, and... He isn't there, he's gone to find food, great! She needs
support and he's eating, what's wrong with males!? Oh boy, and she thought
he was special, special alright, but in a different way, "Just, don't go away
again, at least stay for the Winter. Mom and dad are worried." She doesn't
care to turn and tell him in the face those words.
Haze shrugs his shoulders in the middle of diving into the hare's intestines.
"Whatever," he mumbles into the rabbit's belly, though he does mostly have
intentions of sticking around through the dead of winter. Too damn cold to be
out wandering anyway. He's slowly grown desensitized to Cottonpaws'
apparently insatiable desire to wheedle away at him with her constant
admonitions, and with his adolescence, he's almost become impervious to it.
Time for the Cavalry to arrive! Friti's not entirely clueless... or all that
'special' even. He's just... Friti. Y'know... loveable ol' Friti. He does
Friti things... lives a Friti life... has Friti dreams... Friti. Anywho, the
said cavalry charge emerges somewhat muffled as the lad attempts to speak
through a full mouth as he drags first one rabbit out of the alcove, then
another... followed by a field mouse he'd also managed to acquire last night,
and quite by accident he assures you. "Cotton? Come and eat something...
please?" He intones, having caught onto the friction in the air and noses at
the smallish pile he's accumulated, giving her and her brother amused, if
worrisome stares with asymmetrical ears - one posted high, the other out to
the side and tail poised indecisively. Let's not end this in violence! He
wants his girl intact please!
It ends in violence all the time, but blame Haze for that, it's always his
fault, Cotton is just a nice girl, a caring sister that wories about her
family. What's wrong with that? Nohing, so YES! It's Haze's fault all the
time. The cavarly arrived a bit late, because she's ticked off now, she's
furious and frustrated. Though the rabbit looks delicious. Cotton walks to
the male, nuzzling him gently as she sighs, "Hey, you kept your promise." He
caught her a rabbit! She hardly believes it, it's a big rabbit, enough to
fill her belly. 'Trying' to ignore her brother, the girl lays down next to
him, leaning to his side as her head lowers to pick the meal, chewing a bit,
but keeping her gaze on her brother, "Haze, I 'want' you to meet Friti, he's
the new mamber of the pack. Friti, that's Haze, my 'lovely' brother." INside
family, everyhing is wood for fire.
"Hey," Haze replies as nonchalantly as possible, offering a polite bob of the
head to the other male in acknowledgement of Friti's pack status. "Welcome to
Viridian." The brindle-furred adolescent has always been a wolf of few words.
"Of course I did." Friti coos in response to her nuzzle and allows
her to lay down without complaint. Hell, that she's here beside him after
all he's put her through (unintentionally of course) is something of a goal,
right? While she begins to eat, he proceeds to ignore the other rabbit and
the mouse and does what he thinks is best in this situation - he leans over
and starts to give Cotton's neck a tongue bath. Soothing, no? Particularly
right... behind... the ears. Those get special attention. And he only
pauses long enough to stare at her brother thoughtfully for a long moment,
speaking slowly in a clear, concise, deliberate, and quite possibly aiming
for a dominant manner to match to belie his otherwise calm exterior.
"Thankyou... ... Let's get one thing clear though - you upset my girl, we're
gonna have words. Maybe some hurts and grievances exchanged. Got it?"
Woah. Laying ground rules already? And with that said... he returns to his
bathing... and after a moments thought, attempts to nibble at the base and
back of her ears. It's relaxing him at least.
Woah indeed... Friti is the man! Sadly, she knows Haze knows how to talk back
and probably hurt her. It is with a sigh that she stops eating, shaking her
head to her brother and slowly turning to her lad's direction, not sure if
she should say something to him or not, if dad finds out that he kinda
threatened Haze, one of the pack, well... Dad's NOT gonna like it, she's sure
of it, he's defensive, even if it's Haze, "Thanks." She doesn't say it
though, she only mouths the word to him, leaning into the nibbling and trying
to relax for now. it's goo to have someone like him there with her.
Haze pauses mid-chew, an eyeridge perking in disbelief as his head slowly
swivels towards Friti at his response to his welcome. He's all fine with new
males in the pack, but not so much when these new males try to set him lower
on the pecking order just because they're older or stronger or whatever.
Forget dad, /Haze/ doesn't like it. "Hey now, waitaminute. I don't care if
you're the prince of the waterfall. I'm a son of the alphas here, and you're
not about to start bossing me around like some simpering omega." He's not
outright aggressive in his tone or stance just yet, but his pricked-forward
ears show his attentions on the matter.
Oh, hoho! The lad's risen to the bait! Friti listens to the other male in a
rather nonchalant manner as he continues to attend to Cotton's ear and neck,
letting the other's words wash over him... only to fall by the wayside. The
words, while intended to be intimidating have seemingly no effect. In fact,
as the other finishes the lad can only pause his attentions for a moment to
shake his head. Someone is shooting blanks, and it isn't Friti. "I honestly
don't give a damn. And you're insulting a -daughter- of the Alpha's here,
and that cannot be allowed." He says firmly in a chiding voice as he finally
turns to look at the other male in a smug, but serious manner with ears
focused, some mild bristling of fur, and a slight raised lip - his tail still
in the snow. "My lineage is of no concern to you when she's involved, but I
will not allow you to insult the lady's honor. Redress yourself, and refrain
form doing further harm or I will do it for you. Do you understand?"
Subtly, Friti shifts about, getting his paws under him into a better position
and shifting his balance onto his toes. He's serious - deadly serious and
has no qualms about taking this further. Dominance games aren't fields he's
unfamiliar with, and if Haze wishes to take this further, or to get Silvan
involved... let him. Might just be time to shake up the status-quo and to
make a new pecking order if the other male can't stand having a bit of
competition in the pack. He has no qualms about escalating the matter if
forced now that the line has been drawn in the sand.
Sigh again... She knew something like this WAS GOING to happen, on one side,
she has Friti to thank for defending her, the other, Haze is right, it's not
Friti's place to be bossing around anyone, maybe just Kasia, but she's crazy,
so she doesn't count. Now, one of the Viridian princes? Erhm, bad idea, it's
like playing with the Devil's favorite toy, you WILL burn yourself and it's
going to hurt, "Guys, st---" Why does she even bother, Haze will continue to
be a jerk, and Friti she's sure, he'll keep trying to defend her. Slowly,
Cotton tries to get a hold on the lad's closest ear, pulling him down and
wanting him to simply stop. Nibbling behind his ear as she lets out a soft
whine, calm down please! She takes some moments to whisper to him, maybe that
way he'll stop.
Cottonpaws whispers, "The whole pack has tried to change him, I've tried so
many times to help, but he's a jerk, and he'll never change. PLease stop,
you'll get yourself in trouble darling."
Haze rolls his eyes. "Oh please. Don't presume to know anything about my family
beyond how easy it is to make my sister act like a silly little girl," he
retorts, sending a double whammy with that last comment. "What you do with
her is of no concern to me - she can get herself out of the situation if she
wants, so I've no need to be an overprotective brother - but don't try to
pull me into your control game as well." He pushes himself up onto all fours,
his tail lifting into a horizontal position. Sure, he's younger and a bit
lankier than the other wolf, but family ties to the alpha female have got to
count for something, right?
Ok, enough is enough. Friti is not the one to put Haze in his place, after all,
Haze is insulting her, not the male, right? Also, it's time Cotton stops
acting like that and stands up to defend herself... It's going to hurt, but
ok. Cotton quickly stands up and turns around to face her brother, glaring at
him, if there could be a word to describe her now, it would be berserk.
Before Friti gets a chance to do anything, the girl makes a run for her
brother, "This silly little girl is going to teach you a lesson!" Who knows
who'll win the fight, Haze is a male and he's been on his own a long time,
that's tough, but Cotton has been hunting with her father and Snow for some
time now, she's learned a thing or two. Without thinking or anything, the
girls bite to her brother's direction, anything she can get, like... His
throat or something. XD
Friti snorts and contemptuously declines to rise to his own paws in response to
Haze... rather, he eyes the other male piteously with those aqua optics of
his, "You're out of line, and your presence is no longer welcome here right
now." He simply states, refusing to rise to the bait, and rather arrogantly
turns away to try to attend to other matters. Probably intending to go back
to grooming Cotton as she eats. He flicks an ear as he turns, "You are
dismissed dear sir from the lady's pres-" He doesn't get a chance to
complete his declaration as Cotton takes the initiative and decides to handle
matters on her own, leaping from his side to engage her brother in mortal
combat. "Cotton!" Friti yells as she darts forward, his head whipping back
around to track her as she makes to intercept her sibling, coming to his paws
in an extremely swift manner, his tail held very erect, head low, fur
bristling and a growl beginning to form in his throat. Damnit! What's with
that girl? He had things under control!
Haze is taken by surprise - he was expecting the male to attack, not his own
sister. With so little time to react, Haze is only able to barely jerk out of
the way of her snapping muzzle - but even so, she manages to take a little
slice out on her way by. A small grazing wound welts up red against Haze's
neck, and a couple drops of blood fall to the snow-covered floor below,
staining the white a bright red. Staring down in utter disbelief - Cottonpaws
has never gotten physical with him before - Haze can only take a surprised
step backwards from his own sister, turning his amber gaze back up to her
after a moment. He may not like his sister too much, but he's not about to
fight her over something so stupid. "You guys don't want me around? Fine.
Just be sure to let mom know that /you're/ the reason I've disappeared this
time, Cotton," Haze replies maliciously after he's gathered himself once
again, turning and beginning to pad back up the ravine not an hour after he
first returned.
Woah, she never thought she was going to be able to get her brother, Cotton is
as surprised as her brother, but she doesn't show it. She doesn't look down
at the red stained snow, she keeps glaring to her brother. His threat
obviously hurts her, a lot actually. She'll have to explain mom what
happened, and surely she'll be the one in front of the search party looking
for him in a few weeks, but right now, she's so proud and mad at him to care,
"I hope you never come back then. I'll make sure to tell mom that it's my
fault, but it's for the best." And she actually means it. Her breathing slows
down, but her posture stays the same, "Just... Be careful..." She means that
too, angry or not, it's her brother, and wether she likes it or not, she
loves him and worries about him.
While he may not have started the fight, Friti has no qualms by Luna of
finishing it should Cotton not prove to be able to, not that he thinks that
she can't. She's proven to be quite resourceful and canny when it has come
to some of their wrestling matches... a worthy opponent, by his reckoning.
Faith however, quickly proves to be just as the girl lands a strike and
interestingly enough, manages to apparently disturb and surprise her own
brother to back off. Not saying a word, the older lad, though still irate -
and likely to be yelled at by Silvan, Silver, Grit AND CottonPaws after this
- he merely takes up a position next to, and slightly behind the lass to
serve as backup both literally and emotionally should it be needed - though
it appears it may not be when the lad stalks off. After he begins his
departure, and only then, does Friti relax just a bit... and leans over to
nudge Cotton's side with a soft, inquiring whine that speaks volumes unto
itself. Talk to him...?
Cottonpaws watches her brother walk away for real this time. And she regrets it
now... The girl shuts her eyes as she lays down on the floor. 'Hey Haze! You
left your meal behind!' And that's a fact. XD The girl sighs, shaking her
head as she burries her head in the snow, whimpering, "I'm sooooo screwed
this time..." yes she is, mom will ask, dad will ask, grit will ask, and all
of them will want to punish her for sure. At the nudge, she doesn't move
right away, just a tilt of her her to aknoledge him, "WE... Were eating or
something, right?" The girl stands up slowly, turning to the rabbits and the
mouse, not looking at the male, she doesn't want to, she's afraid now.
Friti whines softly, backing his ears as he steps forward to try to nuzzle her
neck. Awww... she's upset. That's not a good thing - he can't have that!
"I think I've lost my appetite." The male states finally, breaking his
silence to speak softly. Not that he was eating anyways - the mouse was
going to be his breakfast or lunch... but now? No. He'll find something
later. Slowly stalking forward he pauses to try to take her head under his
chin in a move that he hopes is somewhat comforting... but what is there
really to say in a situation like this? He was merely stating what he felt
was necessary. 'Leave Cotton Alone.' A simple declaration, and one that
shouldn't have escalated to this degree - and he was ready to enforce that
decree if necessary. Apparently there is more to this than meets the eye -
maybe she'll fill him in on the way 'home'. "... C'mon babe. Let's take
these back to your mother and explain. We shouldn't dally if you want to get
first word in and waiting will only make it worse."
Friti is all for being pro-active. Best to get it over with, so you can move
on rather than fret. And she won't be alone - he's not going to throw her to
the Wolves. (Pun Intended) He's probably guilty of something and the
Alpha's won't be too pleased with him... but he'll stand by his principles
and will stick to his guns. One has to stand up for their own actions, and
for their friends.
Cottonpaws doesn't mind, she's actually glad to be below his chin. The girl
says nothing for some time, listening to what he has to say. She's not sure
if that's a good idea or not, telling mom that she exiled her own brother,
with the pups coming in some short time, well... Things would get
complicated, WILL get complicated for sure. It's all her fault, "No..." She
mutters softly, leaning even more to him and sniffling a bit, she's about to
cry there man, do something, "You need to eat something. I'll... Tell dad
later, but... I don't want to think about it right now. I'm sory I put you
into this mess..." Haze is. . . Haze, she can't change him, and now she lost
al her changes to try again, "Please? Just stay here." If she could hug him,
she would, but since she can't, she just rests pressed against his fur.
Friti does as she bids and just leans comfortingly and somewhat anxiously over
his new charge, tucking his chin just a bit and closing his eyes, "As you
wish." No, food for him isn't on the addenda at the moment and in this he
defies his girl - rather choosing the greater good and staying to be the
proverbial shoulder to lean on. He's not entirely sure how to deal with the
situation beyond what he already suggested... and not going to the real power
behind the throne strikes him as maybe foolhardy, but Cotton knows her
parents better than he does. He'll follow her advice if she thinks it best.
Still, it should bear in mind that telling sooner is better than waiting till
later when it might be too late to do anything to resolve the problem.
That's the future though - this is now. And for now, it's best to just try
to repair what damage has been done.
And without further adieu, we introduce Viridian's latest drama series, 'The Young and the Restless'... XD
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Oh well... He... Ahem, THEY didn't come back in time, maybe they ARE really
talking, oh well. Cotton woke up this morning and was suprised to NOT find
the male there by her side, so, she was a BIT concerned about him. Obviously,
she didn't just woke up and started looking for him, it took her a few hours
of boredom first, but hey! Time to find her man. Coming from 'home', her
quick pacing makes evident that she is either bored, way too worried, or
desperate... But, it is sure that she wants to bug him again. So, the girl
makes her was to the usual spot, near that special tree, where they usually
rest.
Alas, there is no immediate indication the lad is about or present - the
previous night had seen fit to pass a short snowfall across the forest and
lake, leaving a soft layer of fluffy white snow as far as the eye can see.
However despite this, there is an unmistakable sound emerging from somewhere
nearby - snoring. And coming not from within the sheltering confines of said
tree, though from there the unmistakable scent of rabbit and death emerges...
no, the snoring's location isn't emerging from there, but from a small mound
of snow some several paces away. A twitch of movement from the mound is the
only indication of life - a white ear flicking at some imagined insult...
only to be still once more. The snow-mound is really nothing more than Friti
doing what his white fur does best... it blends, and with the dusting of snow
atop him, it only adds to the disguise. Or should we say below him, for the
lad is sleeping on his back, legs tucked to his chest, tongue hanging out,
his tail but a faint mound in the snow behind him. Another snore emerges -
more ragged than the last. Yeah... sleeping on one's back doesn't seem to
help too much with the snoring problem. -.-;
Sure, show off... Maybe Frit's fur makes him one with the snow, but... It's a
shame, really, that snow doesn't work the same for the girl, it's hard to
become one with snow with her dark colors! Cotton indeed spots that male
there, the silly form of... Snow and fur mixed together, well, don't worry
about it, she won't try to wake him up like that. First, food... If she can
find it. The girl starts walking to his direction, slowly, REAL slowly, for a
moment there, pouncing at him sounds like a really good idea, but uhm... That
snoring and how he's sleeping, so cute she won't bother him. Instead of plan
A, which was bothering him, she turns to plan B, which is, go to him and rest
by his side. Not too close to him, but enough so she can rest her head next
to his. A nap sounds like a good idea.
Completely oblivious to the world about him, the lad continues to drift in the
realm of dreams, occasionally making some unintelligible sound but otherwise
is completely still. The previous night was rather long - Silvan had been a
good hunting companion and the tree hides his portion of the evening's catch
- 2 adult rabbits - but what came as a surprise to the lad was that the Alpha
was a decent interrogator as well. All sorts of veiled, and sometimes
pointed, questions were asked, and most usually refuted by the lad throughout
the procession. Most. Regardless, a sudden flurry of snow and a soft growl
announces to those nearby attention as the lad's legs' jerk and cycle about
aimlessly in the air as if he's running... only to stop a little later to
tuck themselves back into his chest with an extended pleased whine before
silence falls once more.
No kicking! With a girl on your neck, trying to take a nap... GEt the idea.
Cotton doesn't mind the growling at first, but as the kicks come, and her
pillow moves making her move to a side to look at him, well... Something's
wrong, isn't it? Cotton tilts her head to a side, wondering what he's
dreaming about now. If the food is there and she's hungry, she doesn't care
for now, it's him for now and only him. The girl lowers her head again,
nosing his cheek gently and hoping to calm him a bit, "It's only a dream..."
She whispers to him, awww, isn't she nice? After that, she again tries to
rest her head on his neck, closing her eyes.
Whether it be the girl's actions or just coincidence, the lad's maneuvering and
noise making cease completely, and for a long time nothing else happens.
Still, even as time passes the body and mind react in interesting ways to
external stimuli, and with her familiar scent and her closeness present it's
only natural to invoke a response from the lad. Murmuring something akin to
her name softly, though not quite really intelligently enough to be properly
understood, the lad shifts just once more... and it's readily apparent to
those whom are observant he knows she's there. And no, it's not Mini-Friti
either. Rather, his breathing takes on a different tone, and without further
movement the lad smiles faintly and growls a soft welcome, "G'morning
darlin'..." ... yeesh. Get the boy some coffee!
Darling? What the... Since when did he start calling her that way, huh? She has
a name! It's cupcake, or honey, or fluffytail... But darling? PLEASE! It does
take a lot of time before the male says something and pretends to be awake
and all that show. So much time that, by the time the male says something,
Cotton is asleep! Funny isn't it? Only one of her ears twitch ever so lightly
at his voice, and if she's about to wake up, she doesn't, honest. His voice
is almost interrupted by her snoring, shifting position slightly and curling
close to him, snore...
Yeah... he wasn't really awake when he said that, alright? We all say silly
things when we're not all there - he actually used to have fun getting his
siblings to admit to things they wouldn't even tell their mother when they
were in a state similar to what he was in. So much blackmail material! One
of the many things he used to keep himself... comfortable back in his old
pack. But that's Old News. Viridian is his pack - for now. Who knows
what'll occur around the bend come next winter? But this side of awareness,
the lad slowly comes to... and while still somewhat drowsy, turns his head
and rumbles contentedly as Cotton's presence is registered and scoots as best
he can closer... or tries to without disturbing the lass. Instead, he idly
flicks his tongue out and laps at... whatever is in reach. He isn't being
picky. Her paw... foreleg, chest, neck... something doesn't matter really.
She's here, that's what counts.
Well, bad news man, the closest thing the male has to his face, it's her rump,
remember she's curled up! Those funny accidents that happen when you're not
looking, kinda... She's sleeping, pleasently, maybe even dreaming by now,
with her light snoring making evident that she's content in her sleep... All
that, you know? But, when. . . Licked on the rump, the girl's eyes open wide,
flicking both ears... "What the-" Unlike the male, she only needs ONE lick to
wake up, and she's not even sleepy looking, she fully awake now, turning to
face the male quickly, but instead of saying anything wrong, she chuckles,
nosing him quickly, "Hey, wrong side 'darling'..."
Yeah, well... he's certainly /not/ a morning wolf, and this should prove it.
Here he was contentedly licking at what he had assumed was one of her
shoulders, and it turns out he was out kissing her furry rear in his
half-awake state. "Wha-...?" The lad mumbles as she noses him and speaks,
the slurred, incoherent response not indicating he's quite all there at the
moment. Sleepy aqua eyes slowly open and blink stupidly at the sight before
him... and he lifts his head to look back at her muzzle... then back to her
rear... muzzle... rear. "... Huh. Really?" No real remorse or apology is
extended as the lad takes one last look back at the wet spot on her fur,
before turning to point sleepy eyes back at her face once more... only to
yawn and smile sleepily and sheepishly, "... Darling? ... When did I get
promoted?"
The wet spot on her fur... Just, no... The girl never draws her gaze from him,
even if he looks at her rump like, ten times... Eleven, oh no, twelve now!
Hey, her eyes are up here, not down there... Though no one said the male was
looking for her eyes, so don't worry about a thing. The girl chuckles softly,
shaking her head as he examines her rump so many times, "Ever since you
'darling-ed' me while you were sleeping." So he deosn't remember, hey!
This... THIS COULD BE FUN! "What, don't you remember all the thing you said
earlier? About love and mating?" She is DEAD serious, there's NO hint of ...
Well, you get the idea, she's obviously screwing around, but it's convicing,
"Awww..." Her ears even flatten, looking away from him, "I thought you really
meant what you said." Hahahah
Hey! It's a very lovely rump! And he wasn't really awake when he did that...
it takes time for the brain to register things you know sometimes! Hell, it
still hadn't even registered that he'd been kissing her rear. Well, it
registered, but not really REGISTERED. Comprende'? And it's not like he was
actually looking for anything or saw it for that matter... is it? I mean,
curled up means her tail was curled up too, right? Anywho, if he wasn't
awake then, his boot up process kicks into high gear when she speaks of love
and mating. "Huh?!?" Ah - the standard sound of disbelief, matching that of
the expression of the lad... which quickly turns to horror - that of wide
eyes, /really/ backed ears, a ducked head, a quickly tucked tail, and a
slight trembling... "I- I didn't... I couldn't h-have... ... ... It was just
the dream, right? The dream where I said those things?" He vaguely
remembers some sort of talking in the dream before... yeah. His mind refuses
to go there right now. "I'd never dr
Of course she's joking, he just called her darling, but the beauty about jokes
is... That everyone is supposed to laugh, right? Not only her. She could
carry on and say more things, she could, but she's not that mean, is she?
Someone please tell her she's not mean, "I'm not." The girl simply says,
looking down at her paws and sighing... But slowly, a smile curls up on her
lips, raising a brow and looking at the male, she can't help but chuckle at
the horror splattered on his face by now. Cotton decides it's best to stop
befire she scares him, slowly reaching to nose his cheek and nips at his fur,
"I'm kidding, I'm sorry..." She whispers to him, nuzzling him once again,
"But you DID call me darling." That's a fact.
< Haze has arrived. >
Trotting into the glen with a winter-starved hare dangling from his maw, his
step merry as a result of his catch (all by himself!), Haze doesn't even
bother with a hello to the few wolves gathered here, flopping down onto his
side to begin chewing on his meal. He's got food, and he's a male, so he's
happy enough right now.
Before she scares him? He's so far past being scared right now, poor Friti is
about ready to faint! He's been so careful to be a good wolf - to not allow
himself to be caught in a compromising situation... And to be caught as such!
Oh woe is he! ... Wait, she's kidding? ... ... Frit's expression drifts
slowly from horror to that of an embarrassed grin as the truth comes out and
to the fore. Ok... so maybe he can live with 'darling'. that he can recover
from, right? Not immediately responding, he leans into the nuzzle and
murmurs something apologetic but friendly into her ear... with a hint of
mischievousness mixed in for spice, for when he finishes speaking, he nips
lightly at said ear in return and flushes, "... Yeah I'm sorry... maybe it
suits you?"
Dalring... Still, why not something else, like muffin, that's touchy and cute
and... Tasty! Cotton smiles to him, rubbing her cheek to his. Ok, now that
she thinks about it, it was a harsh, bad, evil thing to do. As funny as it
was, she now regrets it, he'll have revenge, it's just a matter of time, but
still, she's eady to face the consequences, "Oh hush, if dad hears you..."
Maybe he'll encourage them... Wait, "Not in front of my mother at least."
Because it MIGHT embarass her. The girl couldn't be happier, she has food,
she's a female, she HAS a male, so she's happy right now. That will last for
some seconds, sadly, the prescence of her brother will soon break the happy
mood and the pink world she has around Friti. The munching sounds coming from
the poor rabbit catch her attention, sniffing the air and slowly turning to
her brother, "Haze!" She quickly stands up and walks to him, "Dad's been
worried about you, where the heck have you been!?" She's big mom.
Haze's amber eyes roll up and over at the sound of his sister's ever-nagging
voice. Not even mom nags this much. "Out," he replies as vaguely as possible,
wasting no time in returning to his supper. If he even notices the two
lovebirds nearby, he doesn't show any reaction to them. No, he's quite
involved with devouring his meal.
Hey! These two aren't lovebirds! ... Not yet anyways. Friti is far too much
a gentleman to make that move boldly! ... though maybe if he continues to
sneak up on it... He's making progress! Honestly! ... It's just taking him
awhile via the roundabout, proper route. He'll get around to seducing her
and whisking her away at some point. ... Maybe. Damnit - they're both still
pups! Of sorts. As for not using that term in front of her father when her
mother is around, this gets a perked ear of surprise. What? Dad will
approve? What sort of father is he!? XD As for Upendi - it shatters as the
illusion fails due to noisy eating. Rather amused, Friti merely watches as
the girl goes after the new arrival whom is apparently known to her. Hell,
an introduction can wait. This promises to be amusing entertainment.
speaking of which... Friti quietly gets up and attempts to sneak over to their
'special' tree to recover one of the catches from last night. Nothing better
than dinner and theater!
She's been worried about her brother for... A long time, sick worried, pretty
worried, and he's like... Like that!? Out? well no duh, she knew that
already. He's probably away woth that Lark fiend, she wouldn't be surpised to
be honest. Haze's always been like that, a jerk she would say. But that's not
the point. Cotton rolls her eyes and grunts as she turns around, she's with
her lad, she's not going to waste words nor time with her brother, no way...
"Oh, you're such an arrogant piece of flesh." The girl starts walking back to
Friti, and... He isn't there, he's gone to find food, great! She needs
support and he's eating, what's wrong with males!? Oh boy, and she thought
he was special, special alright, but in a different way, "Just, don't go away
again, at least stay for the Winter. Mom and dad are worried." She doesn't
care to turn and tell him in the face those words.
Haze shrugs his shoulders in the middle of diving into the hare's intestines.
"Whatever," he mumbles into the rabbit's belly, though he does mostly have
intentions of sticking around through the dead of winter. Too damn cold to be
out wandering anyway. He's slowly grown desensitized to Cottonpaws'
apparently insatiable desire to wheedle away at him with her constant
admonitions, and with his adolescence, he's almost become impervious to it.
Time for the Cavalry to arrive! Friti's not entirely clueless... or all that
'special' even. He's just... Friti. Y'know... loveable ol' Friti. He does
Friti things... lives a Friti life... has Friti dreams... Friti. Anywho, the
said cavalry charge emerges somewhat muffled as the lad attempts to speak
through a full mouth as he drags first one rabbit out of the alcove, then
another... followed by a field mouse he'd also managed to acquire last night,
and quite by accident he assures you. "Cotton? Come and eat something...
please?" He intones, having caught onto the friction in the air and noses at
the smallish pile he's accumulated, giving her and her brother amused, if
worrisome stares with asymmetrical ears - one posted high, the other out to
the side and tail poised indecisively. Let's not end this in violence! He
wants his girl intact please!
It ends in violence all the time, but blame Haze for that, it's always his
fault, Cotton is just a nice girl, a caring sister that wories about her
family. What's wrong with that? Nohing, so YES! It's Haze's fault all the
time. The cavarly arrived a bit late, because she's ticked off now, she's
furious and frustrated. Though the rabbit looks delicious. Cotton walks to
the male, nuzzling him gently as she sighs, "Hey, you kept your promise." He
caught her a rabbit! She hardly believes it, it's a big rabbit, enough to
fill her belly. 'Trying' to ignore her brother, the girl lays down next to
him, leaning to his side as her head lowers to pick the meal, chewing a bit,
but keeping her gaze on her brother, "Haze, I 'want' you to meet Friti, he's
the new mamber of the pack. Friti, that's Haze, my 'lovely' brother." INside
family, everyhing is wood for fire.
"Hey," Haze replies as nonchalantly as possible, offering a polite bob of the
head to the other male in acknowledgement of Friti's pack status. "Welcome to
Viridian." The brindle-furred adolescent has always been a wolf of few words.
"Of course I did." Friti coos in response to her nuzzle and allows
her to lay down without complaint. Hell, that she's here beside him after
all he's put her through (unintentionally of course) is something of a goal,
right? While she begins to eat, he proceeds to ignore the other rabbit and
the mouse and does what he thinks is best in this situation - he leans over
and starts to give Cotton's neck a tongue bath. Soothing, no? Particularly
right... behind... the ears. Those get special attention. And he only
pauses long enough to stare at her brother thoughtfully for a long moment,
speaking slowly in a clear, concise, deliberate, and quite possibly aiming
for a dominant manner to match to belie his otherwise calm exterior.
"Thankyou... ... Let's get one thing clear though - you upset my girl, we're
gonna have words. Maybe some hurts and grievances exchanged. Got it?"
Woah. Laying ground rules already? And with that said... he returns to his
bathing... and after a moments thought, attempts to nibble at the base and
back of her ears. It's relaxing him at least.
Woah indeed... Friti is the man! Sadly, she knows Haze knows how to talk back
and probably hurt her. It is with a sigh that she stops eating, shaking her
head to her brother and slowly turning to her lad's direction, not sure if
she should say something to him or not, if dad finds out that he kinda
threatened Haze, one of the pack, well... Dad's NOT gonna like it, she's sure
of it, he's defensive, even if it's Haze, "Thanks." She doesn't say it
though, she only mouths the word to him, leaning into the nibbling and trying
to relax for now. it's goo to have someone like him there with her.
Haze pauses mid-chew, an eyeridge perking in disbelief as his head slowly
swivels towards Friti at his response to his welcome. He's all fine with new
males in the pack, but not so much when these new males try to set him lower
on the pecking order just because they're older or stronger or whatever.
Forget dad, /Haze/ doesn't like it. "Hey now, waitaminute. I don't care if
you're the prince of the waterfall. I'm a son of the alphas here, and you're
not about to start bossing me around like some simpering omega." He's not
outright aggressive in his tone or stance just yet, but his pricked-forward
ears show his attentions on the matter.
Oh, hoho! The lad's risen to the bait! Friti listens to the other male in a
rather nonchalant manner as he continues to attend to Cotton's ear and neck,
letting the other's words wash over him... only to fall by the wayside. The
words, while intended to be intimidating have seemingly no effect. In fact,
as the other finishes the lad can only pause his attentions for a moment to
shake his head. Someone is shooting blanks, and it isn't Friti. "I honestly
don't give a damn. And you're insulting a -daughter- of the Alpha's here,
and that cannot be allowed." He says firmly in a chiding voice as he finally
turns to look at the other male in a smug, but serious manner with ears
focused, some mild bristling of fur, and a slight raised lip - his tail still
in the snow. "My lineage is of no concern to you when she's involved, but I
will not allow you to insult the lady's honor. Redress yourself, and refrain
form doing further harm or I will do it for you. Do you understand?"
Subtly, Friti shifts about, getting his paws under him into a better position
and shifting his balance onto his toes. He's serious - deadly serious and
has no qualms about taking this further. Dominance games aren't fields he's
unfamiliar with, and if Haze wishes to take this further, or to get Silvan
involved... let him. Might just be time to shake up the status-quo and to
make a new pecking order if the other male can't stand having a bit of
competition in the pack. He has no qualms about escalating the matter if
forced now that the line has been drawn in the sand.
Sigh again... She knew something like this WAS GOING to happen, on one side,
she has Friti to thank for defending her, the other, Haze is right, it's not
Friti's place to be bossing around anyone, maybe just Kasia, but she's crazy,
so she doesn't count. Now, one of the Viridian princes? Erhm, bad idea, it's
like playing with the Devil's favorite toy, you WILL burn yourself and it's
going to hurt, "Guys, st---" Why does she even bother, Haze will continue to
be a jerk, and Friti she's sure, he'll keep trying to defend her. Slowly,
Cotton tries to get a hold on the lad's closest ear, pulling him down and
wanting him to simply stop. Nibbling behind his ear as she lets out a soft
whine, calm down please! She takes some moments to whisper to him, maybe that
way he'll stop.
Cottonpaws whispers, "The whole pack has tried to change him, I've tried so
many times to help, but he's a jerk, and he'll never change. PLease stop,
you'll get yourself in trouble darling."
Haze rolls his eyes. "Oh please. Don't presume to know anything about my family
beyond how easy it is to make my sister act like a silly little girl," he
retorts, sending a double whammy with that last comment. "What you do with
her is of no concern to me - she can get herself out of the situation if she
wants, so I've no need to be an overprotective brother - but don't try to
pull me into your control game as well." He pushes himself up onto all fours,
his tail lifting into a horizontal position. Sure, he's younger and a bit
lankier than the other wolf, but family ties to the alpha female have got to
count for something, right?
Ok, enough is enough. Friti is not the one to put Haze in his place, after all,
Haze is insulting her, not the male, right? Also, it's time Cotton stops
acting like that and stands up to defend herself... It's going to hurt, but
ok. Cotton quickly stands up and turns around to face her brother, glaring at
him, if there could be a word to describe her now, it would be berserk.
Before Friti gets a chance to do anything, the girl makes a run for her
brother, "This silly little girl is going to teach you a lesson!" Who knows
who'll win the fight, Haze is a male and he's been on his own a long time,
that's tough, but Cotton has been hunting with her father and Snow for some
time now, she's learned a thing or two. Without thinking or anything, the
girls bite to her brother's direction, anything she can get, like... His
throat or something. XD
Friti snorts and contemptuously declines to rise to his own paws in response to
Haze... rather, he eyes the other male piteously with those aqua optics of
his, "You're out of line, and your presence is no longer welcome here right
now." He simply states, refusing to rise to the bait, and rather arrogantly
turns away to try to attend to other matters. Probably intending to go back
to grooming Cotton as she eats. He flicks an ear as he turns, "You are
dismissed dear sir from the lady's pres-" He doesn't get a chance to
complete his declaration as Cotton takes the initiative and decides to handle
matters on her own, leaping from his side to engage her brother in mortal
combat. "Cotton!" Friti yells as she darts forward, his head whipping back
around to track her as she makes to intercept her sibling, coming to his paws
in an extremely swift manner, his tail held very erect, head low, fur
bristling and a growl beginning to form in his throat. Damnit! What's with
that girl? He had things under control!
Haze is taken by surprise - he was expecting the male to attack, not his own
sister. With so little time to react, Haze is only able to barely jerk out of
the way of her snapping muzzle - but even so, she manages to take a little
slice out on her way by. A small grazing wound welts up red against Haze's
neck, and a couple drops of blood fall to the snow-covered floor below,
staining the white a bright red. Staring down in utter disbelief - Cottonpaws
has never gotten physical with him before - Haze can only take a surprised
step backwards from his own sister, turning his amber gaze back up to her
after a moment. He may not like his sister too much, but he's not about to
fight her over something so stupid. "You guys don't want me around? Fine.
Just be sure to let mom know that /you're/ the reason I've disappeared this
time, Cotton," Haze replies maliciously after he's gathered himself once
again, turning and beginning to pad back up the ravine not an hour after he
first returned.
Woah, she never thought she was going to be able to get her brother, Cotton is
as surprised as her brother, but she doesn't show it. She doesn't look down
at the red stained snow, she keeps glaring to her brother. His threat
obviously hurts her, a lot actually. She'll have to explain mom what
happened, and surely she'll be the one in front of the search party looking
for him in a few weeks, but right now, she's so proud and mad at him to care,
"I hope you never come back then. I'll make sure to tell mom that it's my
fault, but it's for the best." And she actually means it. Her breathing slows
down, but her posture stays the same, "Just... Be careful..." She means that
too, angry or not, it's her brother, and wether she likes it or not, she
loves him and worries about him.
While he may not have started the fight, Friti has no qualms by Luna of
finishing it should Cotton not prove to be able to, not that he thinks that
she can't. She's proven to be quite resourceful and canny when it has come
to some of their wrestling matches... a worthy opponent, by his reckoning.
Faith however, quickly proves to be just as the girl lands a strike and
interestingly enough, manages to apparently disturb and surprise her own
brother to back off. Not saying a word, the older lad, though still irate -
and likely to be yelled at by Silvan, Silver, Grit AND CottonPaws after this
- he merely takes up a position next to, and slightly behind the lass to
serve as backup both literally and emotionally should it be needed - though
it appears it may not be when the lad stalks off. After he begins his
departure, and only then, does Friti relax just a bit... and leans over to
nudge Cotton's side with a soft, inquiring whine that speaks volumes unto
itself. Talk to him...?
Cottonpaws watches her brother walk away for real this time. And she regrets it
now... The girl shuts her eyes as she lays down on the floor. 'Hey Haze! You
left your meal behind!' And that's a fact. XD The girl sighs, shaking her
head as she burries her head in the snow, whimpering, "I'm sooooo screwed
this time..." yes she is, mom will ask, dad will ask, grit will ask, and all
of them will want to punish her for sure. At the nudge, she doesn't move
right away, just a tilt of her her to aknoledge him, "WE... Were eating or
something, right?" The girl stands up slowly, turning to the rabbits and the
mouse, not looking at the male, she doesn't want to, she's afraid now.
Friti whines softly, backing his ears as he steps forward to try to nuzzle her
neck. Awww... she's upset. That's not a good thing - he can't have that!
"I think I've lost my appetite." The male states finally, breaking his
silence to speak softly. Not that he was eating anyways - the mouse was
going to be his breakfast or lunch... but now? No. He'll find something
later. Slowly stalking forward he pauses to try to take her head under his
chin in a move that he hopes is somewhat comforting... but what is there
really to say in a situation like this? He was merely stating what he felt
was necessary. 'Leave Cotton Alone.' A simple declaration, and one that
shouldn't have escalated to this degree - and he was ready to enforce that
decree if necessary. Apparently there is more to this than meets the eye -
maybe she'll fill him in on the way 'home'. "... C'mon babe. Let's take
these back to your mother and explain. We shouldn't dally if you want to get
first word in and waiting will only make it worse."
Friti is all for being pro-active. Best to get it over with, so you can move
on rather than fret. And she won't be alone - he's not going to throw her to
the Wolves. (Pun Intended) He's probably guilty of something and the
Alpha's won't be too pleased with him... but he'll stand by his principles
and will stick to his guns. One has to stand up for their own actions, and
for their friends.
Cottonpaws doesn't mind, she's actually glad to be below his chin. The girl
says nothing for some time, listening to what he has to say. She's not sure
if that's a good idea or not, telling mom that she exiled her own brother,
with the pups coming in some short time, well... Things would get
complicated, WILL get complicated for sure. It's all her fault, "No..." She
mutters softly, leaning even more to him and sniffling a bit, she's about to
cry there man, do something, "You need to eat something. I'll... Tell dad
later, but... I don't want to think about it right now. I'm sory I put you
into this mess..." Haze is. . . Haze, she can't change him, and now she lost
al her changes to try again, "Please? Just stay here." If she could hug him,
she would, but since she can't, she just rests pressed against his fur.
Friti does as she bids and just leans comfortingly and somewhat anxiously over
his new charge, tucking his chin just a bit and closing his eyes, "As you
wish." No, food for him isn't on the addenda at the moment and in this he
defies his girl - rather choosing the greater good and staying to be the
proverbial shoulder to lean on. He's not entirely sure how to deal with the
situation beyond what he already suggested... and not going to the real power
behind the throne strikes him as maybe foolhardy, but Cotton knows her
parents better than he does. He'll follow her advice if she thinks it best.
Still, it should bear in mind that telling sooner is better than waiting till
later when it might be too late to do anything to resolve the problem.
That's the future though - this is now. And for now, it's best to just try
to repair what damage has been done.