Ever Since The Beginning }{ {Family Thread}

[nEwOL握敵]

Ooc;// I don't much care where this goes, just wanted to do something ^_^

All Kinds Of Kinds - Miranda Lambert

BIC::
Stitch and Newol

I gently nudged the black pup in front of me as I moved through the woods. He was an energetic and curious little creature, this Folami that had come from me. Every time I settled my eyes on him, or any of my children, warmth filled me. I loved them. All of them. Not being a fool, I knew too well that this was my only litter. They where my blessing. My token for not failing to survive. Those Riddles In The Dark, the history of my coming to existence. I'd made it. I'd still turned out fully functional. Still, seeing them filled me with pride. It had been a long time sense I'd been up and about on any real personal time, between the pups and Nym and the pack. I was always busy it seemed. But I had decided that I would claim today for us regardless.

Before long, I reached the spot where Nym and I used to meet in secret. The small clearing with the tall pine tree and the jutting root with my claw marks scared in it after all this time. Taking a seat, I wrapped my tail around my paws and gave my little Newol a lick behind his ear. The black pup looked up at me with his green eyes and a smile spread my face. I gentle voiced the words, "Go on," and with that, he set off to exploring his surroundings. I watched his moments happily. Eventually he made his way to the root with my claw marks in it, and began examining them. I couldn't help but think of how I intended to raise these pups. I knew I couldn't control what they turned out to be. It would be an injustice considering how I'd come to grow up. They would know the history of our species, and they would be trained and guided in right and wrong. The structure of a pack and the rules. Same as I had been taught. But also, I would allow them to grow and the paws of Nature. The same as I had been. I would allow them just as much nature, as I did nurture. It was only fair.

A light chuckle found my lips as I thought of my mate. Oh how mean I'd been to him this morning. He was trying so very hard to be a father, I knew this. But I'd really gotten him this morning when I'd given him little Cera and Vale, and taken Newol and simply left him there with the request that he bring them here around midday. I was sure Nym would be fine, uncomfortable maybe, but he'd manage. He'd proven that he could so far...

Even after all the pain I'd caused him to get him here. All the torment. It wasn't easy, to accept that your original design was no longer valid. I knew that. For a moment my expression because a tad sorrowful. But then I looked at my child, and all that faded. Me and Nym, for better or worst, Our legacies would live on in this land.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I watched the over-sized brute consciously shorten his steps so that we could trot at his flanks. Vale and I were the good ones, the one father liked. He liked our brother, too, but there was too much childishness in the boy. I kept my face even as I moved briskly, stumbling every couple of steps, to remain in the man’s shadow. He had told us we were on our way to meet mother at a very special place. He had been oddly sentimental as he let himself become distant in his memories, flattening a stray hair on my head with his tongue. I had stared at him curiously, this side of my father rare and interesting. I enjoyed the battle training, too, but I was still young and thus relished in affection. I would never admit it, but I could not hide the fact from myself.

I could smell my mother sweet scent on the breeze now, accompanied by the light aroma of my brother. Father’s pace quickened and, naturally, I fell behind him, legs too short to keep even with his flank. I looked towards Vale a moment to see if she was in the same situation, but the lack of focus allowed my paws to tangle onto a root and sent me tumbling forward. I heard my father’s heavy pawsteps slow as he turned and darted over to me. I felt his nose gently touch my side apologetically, knowing I had fallen trying to keep pace with him. I was too embarrassed to admit I had let myself get distracted so I shuffled awkwardly away from his touch, climbing to my paws. He pulled back his snout slowly, eyeing me with his chocolate orbs.

“No reason to be embarrassed, Cera. I fall all the time--my eyes like to blur things.” He chuckled softly and I couldn’t help but offer him a grateful smile, if not a bit awkwardly. My father was a good man to us, but I saw him around those outside our family. He said it was to make sure everyone stayed strong so they would be safe. That may be true, but it also made me understand that we were a weakness to him. He had told Nomad one day that the heart will only get you in trouble. If that was true, why did he let us play with his? I put my ears back and climbed to my paws. I shook away the thoughts. Now was family time--I could worry about my father’s safety later.

I liked the heart, and I would enjoy it for now.