Post by Althaea on Jun 4, 2008 3:19:06 GMT -5
Den of Roots
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Shag..............M. Wolf Pup
Tariro.............M. Wolf Pup
Sierra.............F. Adol. Wolf
Cottonpaws.....F. Wolf, (Beta)
Snowtip..........F. Wolf Pup
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The 11th day had come and the most amazing thing ever has occured, sight.
Scene
Shag doesn't know what's going on, but things are dark and smelly as always. He lifts his head and sniffs back and forth, wondering if there's food. Oh, yes, food. There's something always bound to perk him up. He doesn't squeak, though. He just sort of expects everyone to pay attention to him. He feels energetic, so that means he must be interesting.
It was fair to say that Tariro has been up for quite some time, laying there are gocking about like some useless wolf; which technically he was at this time of life. What could a pup do if he can't see, hear or move.. well not much. Not even trying to do anything, Tari bobs his head to a muted beat.
Sierra is above the den, pacing to and fro, peering curiously down inside. She wants to meet the pups, but Cotton said to wait, didn't she? She cant' remember. But she's not allowed to explore, and so she's bored and way too curious about the scents and sounds coming out of that hole where she herself was born.
Tummy sounding again, Tari is brought to a cry; rolling to his paws and gives it a go to crawl across the ground towards where he only thought there was some food.
Curiosity is too much for her to bear. Cotton's breathing is steady, she must be asleep...maybe Sierra can just take a peek. She peers around the empty glen, then scoots down the tunnel, slowly and quietly. She wants to see the pups..just a peek.
Shag hears Tariro moving about and crying for food. He does not answer. Odd that he's so silent. But that probably helps him hear something else. Something large and shuffling... his ears don't work *too* well, yet, but they definitely are tuned to the comings and goings of the den. He gets up on wobbly legs and collides with Tariro. Hey! Cut that out! Someone's coming! They might have food!
Why was it that everytime he cryed or made some kind of sound someone always had to touch him. Hushing, if only for a moment, he squeaks at his brother. What?! Its then that he picks up the entry of another and turns turs it, looking absolutly the wrong direction.
Sierra finally manages to get down into the den. She pauses, holding absolutely still to make sure that she doesn't disturb Cotton. She perks her ears up then, eyeing the little lumps of fluff that are her newest relatives. "Hello.." she whispers, not realizing they probably can't hear her.
But there's ONE that can hear, Cotton! Her ears perk up a bit, mumbling softly, not real words... She's just, "Huh?" waking up? Of course.
Shag knows that someone is there... but where? WHERE? He looks up and around towards the voice, sniffing, always sniffing, always trying to smell things out. It's his best weapon now. Hmm... stranger, this one. He doesn't know how to react, and "stares" with his blurry eyes.
Tariro wasn't even going to try.. he knew he couldn't see. So he just stayed there and let his brother take care of the stranger, he'll just sniff about and not look to interested even though he was.
Sierra eeps! Cotton woke up. She splays her ears, backing up a bit up the tunnel. "H-hi Cotton...I just wanted to look at 'em...just a peek...I'm sorry.."
Cottonpaws opens and closes her eyes, still just waking up... Really tired, "It's... ok..." She says softly before yawning, resting her head on the ground and curling a bit more around the pups, she's still sleeping?
Shag can't peek at anyone, which is something he's a bit annoyed about. What was the use of being out here if he can't see? It's been such a long time, he really wants to get going... but his mind and body know their limits. He moves forward until he bumps into Mother and plops down, looking up at the great unknown... thing that seems to be before them.
Wait, he moved... Shag come back. Tariro was always lseft alone too. Getting up the best he could, he trugdes forward slowly till he bumps right into the backside of his brother. Shaking his head, Tari squeaks, climbing over the obstruction blocking his way.
Sierra gives Cotton an odd look, but she supposes that it's tiring being a mother to new pups. She smiles to Cotton, then turns her attention back toward the others, nosing toward the two nearest pups, the boys. She giggles softly at their squirmings. "My little nephews," she breathes.
Snowtip shakes herself awake, blinking a little as she finally realizes she can see now, eep! Who's that nose in her face! She doesn't know that one.
Snow can see first? That's not fair! Or Shag would say so if he were able to talk. He reacts oddly to the nosing, reaching up to touch whoever's doing that. He hears Tariro's squeak and waddles towards him. He's elder, so why's Shag always have to come to the rescue? Save *him* from the big nosy stranger!
Tariro was never one to take notice of anything until he was touched or spoken to in a way he could hear. The nosing brings Tari over with a puzzled look, who.. what.. sniffing the air, the scent was different and he bats. Blinking his blurry eyes a few times.. images slowly starting to come through, he backs up in a 'wow fashion.
Should one wander past in the glen, they would see little more than Sierra's somewhat scraggly tail wagging rapidly out of the den entrance, as she's almost entirely in the tunnel. She leans forward to touch her damp nose lightly to that of the nearest pup. Her nostrils twitch as she takes in the scents of her little packmates, scents committed to memory for the rest of her life.
Shag, strangely, does not get to see what his brothers and sisters do. His eyes remain closed. Perhaps it is because he is youngest. Or is something wrong? In any case he twitches his ears to get his bearings, still silent, even when Sierra ges up close to them. He has to depend on more basic senses for now, it seems. He is still trying to get closer to Tariro. Strengh in numbers and all that.
Snowtip noses at Sierra a little, blinking at the blurry view as she squeaks again, getting her scent. She still doesn't know who this person is... so she scoots back towards momma
Able to see now, well sort of, Tariro blinks several times not sure how to really act to such things. Feeling his brother scoot up over to him, he looks over to him head tilts. Thats Shag... no way. Sniffing him to make sure it really way, he squeaks. Looking away.. got to be other things to see right, Tari's forming sight falls up Sierra and his ears go back.
Sierra sighs softly. The pups are too young to realize who or what she is. She should have expected as much. With an apologetic whimper, she painstakingly backs out of the tunnel. At least she got to see them.
Cottonpaws wiggles her nose a bit, opening her eyes and glancing at her sister, "You don't... Have to go." She softly says, tilting her head so she can look at the pups.
Shag sits down right next to Tariro, observing as best he can. He just sits there and listens to everyone else, ready to pounce... well, do his best imitation of a pounce anyway. He stands up when he hears Sierra moving off. Hey, don't go away! So little interesting things happen in this den!
Who was this wolf and why was she leaving.. this puzzled little Tariro and he gives the gives the calling of a lifetime.. a squeak. Boy, bet their all getting tired of that one. Blinking his eyes, he turns to his brother who apparently doesn't want the she wolf to go either; momma too. Leaning, as she slowly pushed himself up to a makeshift sit, Tari falls upon his brother.
Snowtip nuzzles into momma's belly as she hears her speaking something to the other wolf. She looks around, then up at mom, squeaking again curiously
Sierra pauses at Cotton speaks, looking back to her sister. "You sure?" She looks back to the pups, and is surprised to note that they seem as interested in her as she was in them. Again, her tail wags a blur behind her out the den entrance. "They're so cute, Cotton! I can't wait for them to come out and play." She's likely going to end up with pup-sitting duty, but that's all right by her.
Cottonpaws can't wait for them to come out either, will give her more time to stretch rather than being there all the time locked up like a grounded pup. Slowly, she reaches her muzzle to licks the pups, nuzzling each of them, "Come on pup, go meet your aunt Sierra." Likely they won't understand, but hey, "Come closer sis, let them know your scent."
Shag does not understand of course, but he hears Mother's voice beckoning and follows dutifully behind Tariro. Then Tariro has the absolute nerve to fall on him! Only now does he let out his first squeak of the day as he's bowled over, scrabbling and biting ineffectually. *That* was *totally* uncalled for, big brother, his actions say. Oh well, let's wrestle!
Tariro acks and was not expecting his brother to come back at him in a wrestle. He didn't mean to fall over.. it wasn't his fault he can't walk. Not even mind to go see auntie Sierra now, he reaches over and gives Shag a bat to the head. He didn't have to predict where was was this time either.. but just had to match up one blurry image to another and whala.
Snowtip blinkieblinks at the two scents of her brothers, wrfing a little as she kinda sees them tumbling but cocks her head at Sierra again curiously, leaning forward to sniff at her, mom thinks she's okay.
Sierra grins, tongue lolling. She giggles, watching their antics. "Didja name 'em yet, Cotton? They're really all over the place aren't they?" She gives a gentle lick to Snowtip as she gets close enough.
Cottonpaws rests her head back on the ground, chuckling as she sees the males from the corner of her eye, cute pups, fighting for... Not milk this time, she is surprised, "That's Snowtip." She glances at her sister and pup direction, smiling, "ANd... That's it so far."
Shag is down for the count after that one bop to the skull. He looks pouty for a few moments but then is back up again, nipping at Tariro as if in revenge. He's barely paying attention to anything else.
An eep like sound escapes Tariro as he's niped at. He knew he should of put his whole weight on him.. Trying to avoid Shag's nips, Tari only manages to fall back helplessly, and the world goes spinning. Closing his eyes, he lays there for a few moments before reopening them. Best not do that again.
Snowtip nosebumps at Sierra, totally ignoring her brothers, let them fight, she knows she's on top anyways.
Sierra squeaks and wags happily, giving Snowtip another little lick. "Snowtip...they're all so cute. Mom says we've been really lucky to have all the pups from Viridian's litters live to adulthood...even if...one of them died later." She splays her ears, remembering the day everyone found out about Auric.
Cottonpaws sighs, shaking her head once she hears her sister. She doesn't want to remember about that, it's... Painful, they all die anyway, no? ONe way or the other, "I think she likes you." She changes the subject, looking at the silly males, "At least she's paying you attention, unlike those idiots..." She can't help but chuckle, reaching her nose to bump the tip at Tari's belly, then nosing Shag. Sno may be on top, but she doesn't get attention from mom!
Ha ha, he wins! He is the bestest, most powerfulest-oh, Mom wants him to stop. He budges away as Mother noses at him, licking the end of her nose. Very lively, this one. With all that conquering hero business done, he puts a paw on Tariro to make him get up, contradictory as that sounds. You're the *big* brother, you're supposed to be tough!
Snowtip squeaks as she makes out mom is giving the two others attention, nosebutting at Cotton's flanks in annoyance before toddling over to Sierra.
About to roll over, his belly is nosed and he curls, pawing at momma's muzzle as it moves over to nose his brother. The paw from Shag, gives a look at as it's placed on him. Tough.. Tari is tough, its just doesn't want to make little Shag cry cause he lost. Rolling over now, to his belly, Tariro looks around. Was it time to eat....
Sierra earsplays, realizing what she said. She winces, about to apologize, but when Cotton changes the subject and trudges ahead, she decides it's best to just leave it. She nuzzles Snowtip, smiling, then withdraws a bit. "Um...my legs are cramping...I should let you tend to them anyway.." She smiles graciously to Cotton, then starts backing out.
Yes it's time to eat! Cotton pulls her pups closer, dragging them close to her belly with her paws so they can do what they do best, plug to those tits and suck! The female then glances back at her sister, "I'll just take another nap... Thanks." She... Doesn't try since her sister is too far away, but will nuzzle her later.
Yay eating. Shag goes to it with a will. He'll be at it for a while, likely.
He knew it.. he knew if he waited long enough the door to the food would open and the buffet would begin. Helped, Tariro moves over and picks a spot. He was in the same spot he was always in suckling - closest to the front.
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Shag..............M. Wolf Pup
Tariro.............M. Wolf Pup
Sierra.............F. Adol. Wolf
Cottonpaws.....F. Wolf, (Beta)
Snowtip..........F. Wolf Pup
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The 11th day had come and the most amazing thing ever has occured, sight.
Scene
Shag doesn't know what's going on, but things are dark and smelly as always. He lifts his head and sniffs back and forth, wondering if there's food. Oh, yes, food. There's something always bound to perk him up. He doesn't squeak, though. He just sort of expects everyone to pay attention to him. He feels energetic, so that means he must be interesting.
It was fair to say that Tariro has been up for quite some time, laying there are gocking about like some useless wolf; which technically he was at this time of life. What could a pup do if he can't see, hear or move.. well not much. Not even trying to do anything, Tari bobs his head to a muted beat.
Sierra is above the den, pacing to and fro, peering curiously down inside. She wants to meet the pups, but Cotton said to wait, didn't she? She cant' remember. But she's not allowed to explore, and so she's bored and way too curious about the scents and sounds coming out of that hole where she herself was born.
Tummy sounding again, Tari is brought to a cry; rolling to his paws and gives it a go to crawl across the ground towards where he only thought there was some food.
Curiosity is too much for her to bear. Cotton's breathing is steady, she must be asleep...maybe Sierra can just take a peek. She peers around the empty glen, then scoots down the tunnel, slowly and quietly. She wants to see the pups..just a peek.
Shag hears Tariro moving about and crying for food. He does not answer. Odd that he's so silent. But that probably helps him hear something else. Something large and shuffling... his ears don't work *too* well, yet, but they definitely are tuned to the comings and goings of the den. He gets up on wobbly legs and collides with Tariro. Hey! Cut that out! Someone's coming! They might have food!
Why was it that everytime he cryed or made some kind of sound someone always had to touch him. Hushing, if only for a moment, he squeaks at his brother. What?! Its then that he picks up the entry of another and turns turs it, looking absolutly the wrong direction.
Sierra finally manages to get down into the den. She pauses, holding absolutely still to make sure that she doesn't disturb Cotton. She perks her ears up then, eyeing the little lumps of fluff that are her newest relatives. "Hello.." she whispers, not realizing they probably can't hear her.
But there's ONE that can hear, Cotton! Her ears perk up a bit, mumbling softly, not real words... She's just, "Huh?" waking up? Of course.
Shag knows that someone is there... but where? WHERE? He looks up and around towards the voice, sniffing, always sniffing, always trying to smell things out. It's his best weapon now. Hmm... stranger, this one. He doesn't know how to react, and "stares" with his blurry eyes.
Tariro wasn't even going to try.. he knew he couldn't see. So he just stayed there and let his brother take care of the stranger, he'll just sniff about and not look to interested even though he was.
Sierra eeps! Cotton woke up. She splays her ears, backing up a bit up the tunnel. "H-hi Cotton...I just wanted to look at 'em...just a peek...I'm sorry.."
Cottonpaws opens and closes her eyes, still just waking up... Really tired, "It's... ok..." She says softly before yawning, resting her head on the ground and curling a bit more around the pups, she's still sleeping?
Shag can't peek at anyone, which is something he's a bit annoyed about. What was the use of being out here if he can't see? It's been such a long time, he really wants to get going... but his mind and body know their limits. He moves forward until he bumps into Mother and plops down, looking up at the great unknown... thing that seems to be before them.
Wait, he moved... Shag come back. Tariro was always lseft alone too. Getting up the best he could, he trugdes forward slowly till he bumps right into the backside of his brother. Shaking his head, Tari squeaks, climbing over the obstruction blocking his way.
Sierra gives Cotton an odd look, but she supposes that it's tiring being a mother to new pups. She smiles to Cotton, then turns her attention back toward the others, nosing toward the two nearest pups, the boys. She giggles softly at their squirmings. "My little nephews," she breathes.
Snowtip shakes herself awake, blinking a little as she finally realizes she can see now, eep! Who's that nose in her face! She doesn't know that one.
Snow can see first? That's not fair! Or Shag would say so if he were able to talk. He reacts oddly to the nosing, reaching up to touch whoever's doing that. He hears Tariro's squeak and waddles towards him. He's elder, so why's Shag always have to come to the rescue? Save *him* from the big nosy stranger!
Tariro was never one to take notice of anything until he was touched or spoken to in a way he could hear. The nosing brings Tari over with a puzzled look, who.. what.. sniffing the air, the scent was different and he bats. Blinking his blurry eyes a few times.. images slowly starting to come through, he backs up in a 'wow fashion.
Should one wander past in the glen, they would see little more than Sierra's somewhat scraggly tail wagging rapidly out of the den entrance, as she's almost entirely in the tunnel. She leans forward to touch her damp nose lightly to that of the nearest pup. Her nostrils twitch as she takes in the scents of her little packmates, scents committed to memory for the rest of her life.
Shag, strangely, does not get to see what his brothers and sisters do. His eyes remain closed. Perhaps it is because he is youngest. Or is something wrong? In any case he twitches his ears to get his bearings, still silent, even when Sierra ges up close to them. He has to depend on more basic senses for now, it seems. He is still trying to get closer to Tariro. Strengh in numbers and all that.
Snowtip noses at Sierra a little, blinking at the blurry view as she squeaks again, getting her scent. She still doesn't know who this person is... so she scoots back towards momma
Able to see now, well sort of, Tariro blinks several times not sure how to really act to such things. Feeling his brother scoot up over to him, he looks over to him head tilts. Thats Shag... no way. Sniffing him to make sure it really way, he squeaks. Looking away.. got to be other things to see right, Tari's forming sight falls up Sierra and his ears go back.
Sierra sighs softly. The pups are too young to realize who or what she is. She should have expected as much. With an apologetic whimper, she painstakingly backs out of the tunnel. At least she got to see them.
Cottonpaws wiggles her nose a bit, opening her eyes and glancing at her sister, "You don't... Have to go." She softly says, tilting her head so she can look at the pups.
Shag sits down right next to Tariro, observing as best he can. He just sits there and listens to everyone else, ready to pounce... well, do his best imitation of a pounce anyway. He stands up when he hears Sierra moving off. Hey, don't go away! So little interesting things happen in this den!
Who was this wolf and why was she leaving.. this puzzled little Tariro and he gives the gives the calling of a lifetime.. a squeak. Boy, bet their all getting tired of that one. Blinking his eyes, he turns to his brother who apparently doesn't want the she wolf to go either; momma too. Leaning, as she slowly pushed himself up to a makeshift sit, Tari falls upon his brother.
Snowtip nuzzles into momma's belly as she hears her speaking something to the other wolf. She looks around, then up at mom, squeaking again curiously
Sierra pauses at Cotton speaks, looking back to her sister. "You sure?" She looks back to the pups, and is surprised to note that they seem as interested in her as she was in them. Again, her tail wags a blur behind her out the den entrance. "They're so cute, Cotton! I can't wait for them to come out and play." She's likely going to end up with pup-sitting duty, but that's all right by her.
Cottonpaws can't wait for them to come out either, will give her more time to stretch rather than being there all the time locked up like a grounded pup. Slowly, she reaches her muzzle to licks the pups, nuzzling each of them, "Come on pup, go meet your aunt Sierra." Likely they won't understand, but hey, "Come closer sis, let them know your scent."
Shag does not understand of course, but he hears Mother's voice beckoning and follows dutifully behind Tariro. Then Tariro has the absolute nerve to fall on him! Only now does he let out his first squeak of the day as he's bowled over, scrabbling and biting ineffectually. *That* was *totally* uncalled for, big brother, his actions say. Oh well, let's wrestle!
Tariro acks and was not expecting his brother to come back at him in a wrestle. He didn't mean to fall over.. it wasn't his fault he can't walk. Not even mind to go see auntie Sierra now, he reaches over and gives Shag a bat to the head. He didn't have to predict where was was this time either.. but just had to match up one blurry image to another and whala.
Snowtip blinkieblinks at the two scents of her brothers, wrfing a little as she kinda sees them tumbling but cocks her head at Sierra again curiously, leaning forward to sniff at her, mom thinks she's okay.
Sierra grins, tongue lolling. She giggles, watching their antics. "Didja name 'em yet, Cotton? They're really all over the place aren't they?" She gives a gentle lick to Snowtip as she gets close enough.
Cottonpaws rests her head back on the ground, chuckling as she sees the males from the corner of her eye, cute pups, fighting for... Not milk this time, she is surprised, "That's Snowtip." She glances at her sister and pup direction, smiling, "ANd... That's it so far."
Shag is down for the count after that one bop to the skull. He looks pouty for a few moments but then is back up again, nipping at Tariro as if in revenge. He's barely paying attention to anything else.
An eep like sound escapes Tariro as he's niped at. He knew he should of put his whole weight on him.. Trying to avoid Shag's nips, Tari only manages to fall back helplessly, and the world goes spinning. Closing his eyes, he lays there for a few moments before reopening them. Best not do that again.
Snowtip nosebumps at Sierra, totally ignoring her brothers, let them fight, she knows she's on top anyways.
Sierra squeaks and wags happily, giving Snowtip another little lick. "Snowtip...they're all so cute. Mom says we've been really lucky to have all the pups from Viridian's litters live to adulthood...even if...one of them died later." She splays her ears, remembering the day everyone found out about Auric.
Cottonpaws sighs, shaking her head once she hears her sister. She doesn't want to remember about that, it's... Painful, they all die anyway, no? ONe way or the other, "I think she likes you." She changes the subject, looking at the silly males, "At least she's paying you attention, unlike those idiots..." She can't help but chuckle, reaching her nose to bump the tip at Tari's belly, then nosing Shag. Sno may be on top, but she doesn't get attention from mom!
Ha ha, he wins! He is the bestest, most powerfulest-oh, Mom wants him to stop. He budges away as Mother noses at him, licking the end of her nose. Very lively, this one. With all that conquering hero business done, he puts a paw on Tariro to make him get up, contradictory as that sounds. You're the *big* brother, you're supposed to be tough!
Snowtip squeaks as she makes out mom is giving the two others attention, nosebutting at Cotton's flanks in annoyance before toddling over to Sierra.
About to roll over, his belly is nosed and he curls, pawing at momma's muzzle as it moves over to nose his brother. The paw from Shag, gives a look at as it's placed on him. Tough.. Tari is tough, its just doesn't want to make little Shag cry cause he lost. Rolling over now, to his belly, Tariro looks around. Was it time to eat....
Sierra earsplays, realizing what she said. She winces, about to apologize, but when Cotton changes the subject and trudges ahead, she decides it's best to just leave it. She nuzzles Snowtip, smiling, then withdraws a bit. "Um...my legs are cramping...I should let you tend to them anyway.." She smiles graciously to Cotton, then starts backing out.
Yes it's time to eat! Cotton pulls her pups closer, dragging them close to her belly with her paws so they can do what they do best, plug to those tits and suck! The female then glances back at her sister, "I'll just take another nap... Thanks." She... Doesn't try since her sister is too far away, but will nuzzle her later.
Yay eating. Shag goes to it with a will. He'll be at it for a while, likely.
He knew it.. he knew if he waited long enough the door to the food would open and the buffet would begin. Helped, Tariro moves over and picks a spot. He was in the same spot he was always in suckling - closest to the front.