First Glance -OPEN-

[Citrine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/cback-21.jpg] "Speaking" Ooc: given real time in pup aging, the pups are a month old so rp-ers once you have your bio approved feel free to rp with them. Citrine walked through the forest in the March sunlight, it had rained this morning and the snow was almost all gone, at least until it snowed again, and she needed to escape the den. The pups were growing so fast and just wanted to explore, though her little mommy`s girl just seemed content to stick by her mother which suited Citrine just fine. The only male received an almost exuberant amount of attention from his sisters and Citrine was simply in her glory, never having been so happy in her life. With Nautic and Draco to hunt for her she was able to feed her darlings and care for them with proper love. Despite her fear and trepidation she felt at ease being a mother and loved the feel of tiny warm bodies snuggling up close to her, the sound of little barks of joy when they saw their father and their playful yips when she played with them in the afternoons. The young mother had needed a long time to recover from her ordeal, and pain had certainly been a consistent and dull reminder of the labour she had endured for her loves. Luckily she had not caught any infection and was able to care for her young with due diligence. Fearful for their safety at such a young age she had not taken them outside of the den for the firsts few weeks of their life, coddling and lavishing attention on them. New to being a mother she still wasn`t sure how to proceed, but she knew that despite the dangers of the outside she had to bring them out, and the males of the pack would protect her while on her outing. Her wonderful son scampered in front of her, adopting his role as sole male already and two of her daughters trailed behind him, leaving her lovely and bubbly daughter to stick close to her wings, taking in the world with wide eyes. Having been fed a little while ago they were regaining their natural colors, her son a handsome red violet, his intelligent eyes scrutinizing this new world, her first daughter golden sandy coloured with purple and red marking going down her body to her delightfully full tail, her second daughter with a deep purple pelt with intriguing markings and lovely mane, and finally the youngest with her soft lilac pelt, big almond eyes and pale white underbelly. They were all little treasures and Citrine walked close to them, her wings out protectively as she nervously scanned her surroundings. They were gems and appeared as what they ate; making them so interesting to watch and Citrine was beginning to monitor their food so that they only ate the most attractive prey, such a thought bringing an amused smile to her maw. She simply could not wait to teach her daughters social etiquette and her son good manners. Citrine was terribly proud of them and loved them fiercely, coming up to nuzzle them closer to her body even though her son and purple coloured daughter wanted to break free and explore. “Now now,” she chided softly, “Mommy doesn`t want you to get hurt so stick close to me darlings, you have your whole life ahead of you to explore.” Her son looked out upon the land and then back up at her face questioningly. Smiling knowingly for he communicated to her in the only way a mother and pup could she answered, “This is the Taiga, your home, perhaps we will meet other wolves today?” She gave him an affectionate lick upon the head and pushed her youngest daughter forward encouragingly. The myou practically glowed, and little did she know but her personality was made for being a mother and she relished in the activity, never feeling as important or valued as the moments she spent raising her young. This made her a rather ideal candidate for being an Eranthe for she felt honored to be chosen by a male and even more honored to birth and raise his pups. In fact, she would miss having the little darlings milling about her paws when they grew, perhaps she would yet have more litters? The thought brought back the pain of her labours, but she now believed it to be worth the pain for it had given her the greatest gift of her life; her family. C i t r i n e 's . S o n g

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[☆Draco]

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[atrb=background, i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-8.jpg] "Speaking" Still frustrated, annoyed and just plain old pissed, Draco had been out hunting. He had enjoyed taking out his anger on Nautic on helpless prey, he even hunted better when he was angry. He had caught three jackalopes and a synesinger, he had almost caught a young doe but his tail had tripped him up and it had gotten away. He was quite proud of his prizes and couldn't wait to give them out to the females, he was saving a particularly plump jackalope for Citrine and her pups though he wasn't to sure the pups were old enough to eat meat yet. He had been avoiding the pups ever since they were born, not because of the mother but the father whom he hated more than anyone else. He would get Nautic there was no doubt about that but for now he had to go see Citrine, it had been a month and he doubted that Nautic had been there for her, besides he was just a little bit curious as to what the pups were like both in appearance and personality he definitely hoped they were more like Citrine than Nautic. He continued towards the Home Tree so that he could drop off his other catches before heading towards Citrine's den which was situated at both the top and bottom of a tree not to far off. He was surprised the find the kill pile already full it seemed another male had just filled it. Shrugging he placed the synsinger and one of the jackalopes on the pile saving one for himself. He swallowed smaller chunks of meat which meant it took more time than usual to eat. He knew he was just wasting time trying to get out of seeing the pups which would probably just piss him off more especially when had to pretend to like them. Heaving a sigh he got off his tail and slowly walked to Citrine's den, head low, dragging the jackalope along the ground. He could see Citrine now, her perfect colourful form now returned to her normal shape and size accompanied by her four pups. He became quite confused when he neared her enough to see that the pups no longer looked like they did when they were born. They no longer has purple fur or feather or wings they all looked very different now. The young male now had a red pelt with sandy coloured markings and one of his sisters was sandy with purple and red markings, those two reminded him much of Nautic where as the other two reminded him more of Citrine, one with a gorgeous purple pelt and a white underbelly and the other full of blues and purples and greens the only thing that reminded him of Nautic were her sandy ears and red muzzle. He had to admit they were all cute, he just didn't really feel for them. They were different, and they weren't his but he would have to deal with it for Citrine's sake he would have pups of his own someday soon to carry on his bloodline he just had to be patient. He let out a little growl to announce his arrival coming up beside Citrine dropping the jackalope at her side. "How are you my dear? Im sorry I haven't been around much this past month but I promise I'll stick around a whole lot more from now on. I brought you this jackalope hoping itll make up for it." He then looked at the pups giving them the best gentle smile he could before turning back to Citrine. "And how are the pups? I do remember them looking different the last time I saw them, I see that they grew too, what are their names?."

[Citrine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/cback-21.jpg] "Speaking" Citrine made sure to keep her pups well under the cover of her wings, not such an easy task given there were four of them, and ushered them forward as their little eyes took in the world around them. Her pelt was back to its lustrous shine and her bright plumage shone vividly in the sunlight of the day. Yes, order was certainly restored in her life and she persevered through each day thanks to a bountiful catch that Draco brought her to eat so that she might remain strong to care for her brood. Leaning down to nuzzle her adorable pups she cooed to them softly, encouraging them into a little sheltered grove where they might explore a bit under her watchful eye. The ground here was sheltered by large sweeping conifer branches and so the snow had melted to reveal a soft under cushion of pine needles. It almost reminded her of that afternoon when she had joined with Nautic, not only accepting him as her mate but taking on the responsibility of birthing his pups as well. Had she known the consequences of her actions would she have agreed to mate with him? Citrine rather thought so, she believed that her love had been completely real and it being her fist love then there was little doubt that the star struck female would have proceeded despite such warnings. The parrot myou had not seen the father of her pups in a little while, perhaps he was simply busy keeping the pack safe and the little homebody simply accepted his absence as necessary for the greater good of the pack. After all, who was she to question one that was not only her senior but also her protector? Still, she wished he was about to see her pups grow, they certainly had made a lot of progress over the last month. As the image of a model mate, Citrine was not only beautiful but rather loyal to her mate and completely content with caring for the pups while the males took on roles of bigger responsibility. It had been rather clear when she had joined that this would be her responsibility and she was sure that now that she had proven the ability to birth a healthy and large litter, the time would come again when such a task would be asked of her. The small myou feared that it would be a male she did not know, she knew it was an honour to be chosen, and yet she did not relish in the idea of siring a brood with a male she knew very little. And what of Draco, the large male that she had thought to be so brutish? Well she now knew that he had a good heart and he had been there for her throughout the ordeal, not to mention his rough disposition only seemed to generate an odd attraction within her. Perhaps it was his voice and offer of protection that generated this odd female instinct to want to be in his presence, but had they met before Nautic had wooed her Citrine was almost inclined to think the role might have been reversed. And what was their relation? Her mate and Draco did not seem to see eye to eye and the tension was thick whenever they were together. These were all matters that the female had no solid comprehension of, for she certainly had an affinity for both males though perhaps in different ways. As it were, Nautic was responsible for siring a litter on Citrine, he was the father of her children and therefore their bond was sealed. But still something inside of her yearned to be in Draco`s presence as well and her heart would flutter when she heard his voice call out to her... And as though summoned by magic the male`s rough voice called out, a harsh caress of masculinity against the sweet feminine intonation of her voice and a bright smile of welcome touched her maw gently. Nosing the pups she let them know that it was safe to wander a bit, and she kept them in check out of the corner of her eye while she turned to talk to the male myou. Lifting her head to give his chin an affectionate lick she cooed soothingly, “Now now, you needn`t have worried my dear, your catches have been more help then you know. How have you been, fighting hard for the pack no doubt? You boys work too hard.” Citrine shook her head and proceeded to clean off some dirt from the male`s coat with delicate licks. She was rather proud of her boys, the both of them worked so hard to care for the pack and provide them with food to survive and this proud shone in her aqua gem eyes. Puffing the feathers along her back she looked lovingly on at her children, yes they had changed but it seemed they changed with whatever they ate and already she was trying to direct them to more appealing looking prey. Beaming with pleasure she said, “Oh yes, they grow so fast goodness, in no time they will be leaving the den and I will be without their chipper yaps. Their names are Canyce, Stella, May and Kirai and they are adorable. I think my little prince has inherited Nautic`s dashing good looks, wouldn`t you? And all my darlings princesses will no doubt grow up to be grand ladies, they will certainly make good mates.” She made a rapid movement towards the male who was already trying to wander off, scooping him up in her maw and depositing him at his sister`s side. “Do pay attention little one, the forest can be dangerous and you simply musn`t wander off.” She softly chided, hiding a laugh that came out as an amused grin, boys would be boys she supposed. C i t r i n e 's . S o n g

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