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Post by Dyani Kanti on Feb 27, 2010 12:00:53 GMT -5
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before struggled to stand up again. But the ice refused to help me, instead it just slipped me again and again.
Great. Oh, it's just fantastic!
I was obviously stuck. Scrambling, falling, scrambling, and falling. I wished someone would come along to help me, but, at same time I wished no one would come. I would be happy to stay here until something happens, but I felt my body sliding downwards to the water. Sure, water didn't bother me, but water of the Trinket Lake was much more colder than Hell if it is frozen over. My claws unsheathed and left many scratches on the unmerciful ice.
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Muse's back... I guess writing a short story helps xDD
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Post by Bathsheba on Mar 4, 2010 16:24:24 GMT -5
A snort escaped the massive Empress. She was under the calming effect of gestational hormones. It made her a bit more easy-going. She had also let herself go a bit. She claimed that the massive weight gain was due to her puppies, but anybody could see that it was just an excuse to slip up and relax back to her lazy, sloth-like state. She didn’t worry with appearances because she could just “lose it all” after the pups were born. She was a rolling hill of a Yagi now, a bloated female who was greedily picking the last remains of a fresh kill.
The overweight Empress didn’t eye the fancy twinkles under the melting ice. She didn’t dig at them or ponder at their presence. She merely wanted a drink after all that metallic tasting blood, which, though it tasted sweet on her tongue, was just a bit too salty to eat without at least some fresh water. The ice was soft and easy to break, but still cost some effort for the Yagi female to punch a drinking hole into the sheet. She lapped the water and looked up nonchalantly as a small wolf scrambled into a treacherous scar between the floating sheets of ice.
She didn’t say anything but finished her drinking when her thirst was quenched. Perhaps this little trespasser wanted into the pack. It seemed that there were no more polite wolves who knew that the boundary was the boundary. Or, perhaps times were changing.
She let a sigh escape her and her heart began to beat quickly. She grit her teeth and the episode passed without incident. No voices, no pictures, no sounds… just reality and that was the way it should be. She had a long pause between seeing the female and speaking, but she did address the Lyxxus. In the low, but powerful voice of a leader, she said, “You aren’t from around these parts.” It was a justifiable observation. The Lyxxus female before her was a short-haired creature, small and with large ears—definitely not the sort of wolf suited for this chilly life. She didn’t step on the ice, knowing that it would groan and break under her.
Sheba was feeling gentle. But perhaps it was due to the fact that she was soon due to whelp the pups. “Come now, I saw you almost fell in. It’s better to be ashore when the summer has thinned the ice.” Her voice was maternal.
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 6, 2010 15:31:37 GMT -5
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[/i] She seemed to be satisfied with her thirst before decided to assist me. It was easy as I was petite and small while she was huge and powerful. The next thing I found myself panting on chilly ground. I regretted coming to this land and made a fool of myself in front of a yagi. She didn't take any notice to my foolishness... I didn't know if that was a good thing or what. "Sorry..."She seemed to ignore my quietly spoken word. "You aren’t from around these parts." "Nu-uh. I'm from the south." I shook my small head. I was persuaded to look up by her powerful voice. She was large, and quite chubby. Any of those didn't frighten me, but her spikes did... Judging from her appearance, tone and wording she was a leader of this land. A pregnant one by looking at her swollen belly. I was tempted to sniff and poke at it to see if the puppies would squirm by inside. It would look so inappropriate, so I had to forget about it. Obviously I know nothing about babies and pregnant girls. "Come now, I saw you almost fell in. It’s better to be ashore when the summer has thinned the ice." Aha, so you saw me?! Then why didn't you rescue me earlier than letting my muscles strain?! I twitched my muzzle sideways, "Okay."I could not help my eyes as they slid to her fat belly. "Uh... what does it feel like? Being pregnant I mean...?" I clasped my teeth over my tongue before asking any more stupid questions to the leader. [/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Bathsheba on Mar 7, 2010 13:08:36 GMT -5
The Yagi female glanced down at her rolling belly. She felt the pups kick inside, or maybe it was just the contractions. She knew she was to give birth soon. And suddenly, a wicked thought jumped into her mind. Well, this Lyxxus is curious and she does want to know. I’ll explain it all and hopefully won’t run out of time. She stretched, but awkwardly, before saying aloud, “There is nothing greater. No better pride and no greater love than parenthood.” She had had two litters. This was her second litter in her life and her body adjusted to it comfortably. As if in memory.
She started toward a snowbank and then, softly and methodically she was digging up a hollow place so that her pups could stand a chance. She spoke still, her story telling tendencies were making it almost impossible to shut up. No, she wanted to tell this wolf. Her body shuddered as it begged her to get ready. She should have really thought this through. “It isn’t hard, really, being pregnant. Only vain wolves think it’s hard.” She reached the bottom of the hard snow and a soft patch of moss and grass was underneath. She circled in that patch and finally lay down in her crude hole.
From it, her voice came out in half echoes. “You see, the only hard part is the labor.” And she gave a strained noise from inside the den. “But being pregnant—“ she right here made an odd sound like a half whimper, “—is quite interesting. You feel the pups inside you… growing. And know everything about them before they are born and once they come out—they are mysteries again.” She became restful, and said, “They are due soon.” She was gentle, subdued. Her body shuddered periodically. The pain, despite its greatness, did nothing but humble her.
As a mother, she felt sane. As a leader, she felt on the edge.
"Come and help; why not?"
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 10, 2010 14:00:49 GMT -5
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[/i] I twitched my ears as if adjusting them to gain better hearing. Seriously? Nothing greater than parenthood...? I remembered that my brothers sometimes pushed my mother over the edge and had many sharp nips on their ears by their annoyed mother. I wrinkled my muzzle, seriously? Are this chubby female telling the truth? Hm... And that time when you have to bring many puppies into the world. I shuddered, I hoped that I would never see that. Imagine seeing the new births shrouding in reddish liquid. And the pain mothers often talk about. Nahh, that's not for me, at least I didn't think so. "It isn't hard, really, being pregnant. Only vain wolves think it's hard."I just nodded my head once. It isn't hard? Carrying around two or more puppies in your belly 24/7? Certainly doesn't sound hard. Then the leader admitted that the birthing is hard. Hah, a surprise there!But she also admitted that being pregnant is interesting; "You feel the pups inside you… growing. And know everything about them before they are born and once they come out—they are mysteries again."I cocked my ears forwards, this part was certainly something that never occurred me. The thought of Dyani Kanti the mother suddenly appeared into my mind, the image of her crooning to her bunch of puppies, calling them her own sons and daughters. The jolting desire of having my own children shook me violently; I wasn't ready, mentally, yet I was ready, physically. What I didn't know was that I had just experienced my first maternal desire. "They are due soon."I snapped my neck upwards to her, will they come when I'm here? Or will they come when I leave? Despite what I thought about seeing live birth, I wanted to see one. To see what is required. "Come and help; why not?" The request took me by surprise. "Eh?" My eyes moved around her, trying to figure out what to do. Yes, I saw the shudder that shook her, probably resulted by either cold or pregnancy. Cold? Nay, she must have a metre thick fur or something. Pregnancy? Hm... Alarm caught hold of me. "Are they coming?!"[/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Bathsheba on Mar 10, 2010 22:19:52 GMT -5
Sheba felt sick with pain now. The contractions were getting closer together and she could feel that the pups would come soon. However, she had been a mother before. She braced herself and knew a bit of how to direct herself in the occasion of a whelping. Last time, she had a Doctor stand by and help her as a precaution. Sheba could barely hear the other wolf. The tumultuous roar of her pain dulled all her senses. However, she still managed to speak.
Through clenched teeth she said, “Yes! Right! Now!” Each syllable sounded like its own exclamation and soon, she felt the first pup readying himself. Bathsheba felt her entire body come in perfect harmony with the pup’s as he positioned himself in that perfect way to allow for birth. Nose facing out, paws tucked against chest. And the puppy seemed eager to be born. He came out easily after the mother gave a push. If she were younger, this would have been a happy birth for its easiness, but she was getting older and was severely out of shape. She gave labored breaths and panted heavily. Bathsheba wanted to get up and look at the puppy, but already the next had readied himself. She didn’t want to ruin his birth, so she laid out straight.
“Bring the pup for his first meal.” Sheba still had the face of a mother in labor. Before she knew it, the next pup was pushed into the world. The snow had the color of birth on it. A strange yellow color. But Sheba didn’t care. Such a thing wasn’t the most important. Now, instead of being too busy with the next birth, she was too physically tired to get her pups. “Bring them. Both.” She wanted to see them. Her rust colored eyes seemed at peace. The pain was over.
Sheba attempted to move to make it easier for the Lyxxus to bring the pups to her teats, but all she managed to do was move a few inches. Her bobbed tail beat against the hard ground—announcing that, though she was tired, she was still happy.
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 11, 2010 13:52:15 GMT -5
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[/i] But at the same time, I was happy that I am here. "Yes! Right! Now!" Not meaning to, I growled viciously, from both fear and annoyance. Mostly from fear and anxiety though. What can I do? I had no single experience relating to the little ones. Damn, damn, damn!I saw her body convulsing, struggling to push the puppies out. Out came first one, I almost gagged at the sight of him. I turned my face away from the sticky puppy. "Bring the pup for his first meal." Great. I forced myself to turn to it and rasped my tongue against its fur before starting to push it. I stopped because the sight of the pregnant wolf giving birth again froze my blood. I slid my eyes to the ground. Yellow. Was this normal? Damn, damn, damn!I shook myself, mentally, before turning my attention back to the puppy. I nudged it forwards to its mother. Another puppy came out. I rushed to it, and snuffled around it a bit before forcing it to join its sibling. Motherly instinct overload. Sigh..Everything seemed fine, alright, okay, perfect. I looked up at the mother and smiled at her. My heart thumped rapidly at the experience. This event was the one I will not forget in a hurry. Image of me giving birth frightened me, but I knew I will forget about the fear and start wanting to have puppies of my own. "They look amazing..." For couple of sticky puppies. "Have you decided the names yet?" [/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Bathsheba on Mar 11, 2010 16:05:49 GMT -5
Sheba gave a sigh of relief as she felt the worst of it being over. The birth had been a roaring success and the tired mother lay in peace as the Lyxxus brought her two sons to drink her milk. They suckled quickly and latched onto with the ravenous hunger of a newborn. Sans eyes, nose, teeth, they looked almost half-formed. But such was normal. Their small faces still somehow held twin expressions of the determination to survive.
She looked at the nearest one, a wolf with rusty highlights on brown fur. They were slicked dark because he was still wet from his birth. She finally mustered the strength to bend into a C to lick her first born. “Nero.” She cleaned him off as the name stuck. It was perfect for the pup. The other pup, she had to bend further for him. She, too, cleaned him thoroughly. After much thought she named him, “Silas.” Sheba smiled and then lay back down and rested her body. Both pups had naturally bobbed tails. It was a good sign.
“That answers your question, Lyxxus,” the Empress said, “but you won’t know everything ‘til you are the one birthing your pups.” She looked to the Lyxxus with a blazing eye, “You’re welcome here. In these lands. Your kindness… it was something I needed.” She managed to pick herself up. Bathsheba looked ragged, but stood proudly. “I’m the Empress. Leader of the Balkamir Yikaxy Empire… and these are the heirs.” She nodded, “Now I must go, my pack awaits.” And she picked up the puppies after they had started to doze. Sheba held them both in her large mouth and carried them after nodding a quiet goodbye to the Lyxxus. She didn’t demand that this wolf join the pack. But felt that this wolf deserved a choice in the matter—she had done a great deed.
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 13, 2010 11:54:36 GMT -5
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[/i] I nodded; I figured that part out. I didn't look up at the mother, I just fixed my eyes on two delicate puppies. I only looked up when the leader thanked me, I just gave her a quick smile. "I’m the Empress. Leader of the Balkamir Yikaxy Empire… and these are the heirs." Heirs? Yeah, I knew that she was a leader, but heirs didn't once popped in my mind. Hey, they were her children so heirs were expected. I snapped my neck from gazing at the puppies to the mother as she stood up. Shouldn't she wait? She couldn't carry two puppies at the same time, and surely she won't leave one alone? I was proved wrong as she picked up both at same time. Ah, yagi must have large mouths... I shrugged, alarm ebbing away. I watched her as she nodded at me, and left. Still shaky, I decided to go back, this place just wasn't for me. I knew she had invited me, but no. I would visit to see how the puppies are, but living here wasn't my taste. I turned. [/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by easty on Mar 14, 2010 14:20:07 GMT -5
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I wasn’t crazy. I felt like my thoughts weren’t my own, because sometimes there weren’t. And Rorschach had known all along, and never told me. All this time I was living with a foreign soul within me. Watching from the inside, and influencing my emotions, my thoughts. My mind was my only sacred place, and I had just discovered it had never been as sacred as I had thought it to be. My life was a lie. And my brother was a liar.
I couldn’t decide want cut me more.
Now, as I soar with wings much smaller then my old ones, in a body much smaller than before, my throat burns, and my stomach churns with my brother’s betrayal. Actually, he wasn’t my brother. Sure we had the same mother, but our fathers were different. I wasn’t as close to Rory as I had thought. Again, the feeling of my life being one big lie washed over me, and I was almost suffocated with the force of it.
My father had been a myou, or so my ‘brother’ claimed after I had demanded answers when my wolf body had morphed into that of a small and weak owl. At least now I understood why Rory always called me ‘Owl.’ I was a hybrid. Not even a wanted hybrid. My mother had been raped…and she had been given me, a constant reminder of what she had lost. And oh, how she hated me.
The reason I had not been able to communicate with my little owl hitchhiker was because I had been denying his existence my whole life. Somewhere deep down inside me I had always known, but I kept that part of me shoved to the side, with the owl. That…episode…in the desert: It had awoken that place somehow, unearthed it. My guilt, my anger, my hurt just overflowed and my mind just went…slack. The owl had seized its chance, and taken over, throwing my body through a painful metamorphosis.
Rorschach wasn’t as surprised as it should have been. He had known. He had known all along, and he kept it from me. He was ‘protecting’ me. Did I look protected? No! I looked like a God damn owl, not even the size of a wolf’s head. I hadn’t thought, I just fled. And Ror had let me. So here I was.
I decided first and foremost that I should get back into my wolf body, but I could not. I spent two nights trying, but to no avail. So I just flew as far away from the desert as possible, and ended up in its polar opposite, the tundra. I wasn’t the only one that wanted to run away it seemed, for I saw the little lyxxus from the desert. That brought the memories crashing through me again, and I felt irrational anger toward her, putting all the blame on her. But I saw what she did for the pregnant wolf, and I didn’t have the will to go on hating her. I wanted to apologize for that day, but I couldn’t. Not like this.
The female left with her pups, and without thinking, I flew down to the lyxxus, landing on the ground in front of her. I hadn’t realized what I had done until it was too late. I stared up at her blankly, until a strange voice whispered in my ear, as soft as the wing beats of the feathers I flew in on. It was unfamiliar, yet I felt as if I had known that voice all my life. And I had. It was the voice of the owl.
‘Get her trust using my form.’ I could barely make out his sleepy words, they were so soft. You’ll be able to apologize then. If you were to turn back to you form now, she would run screaming. Get close to her as an owl, so you can tell her properly.’
He had a point. I hadn’t listened to him all my life, but he had always been there. And he was still there. An unwavering force, unlike anybody else in my life. Even Ror had left me. So I decided to trust him.
“Hello.” It sort of came out a grunt. I was not used to talking with no lips.
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 16, 2010 14:18:36 GMT -5
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[/i] I screamed. Yes, owls symbolise wisdom but surely they don't talk?! This one must be a demon in disguise. "Go away, fiend!"-- Sorry, in a hurry D: [/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by easty on Mar 17, 2010 16:15:05 GMT -5
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Then she screamed.
I was startled, and danced back a few stepped, by brunt orange feather puffing in indignation. “What was that for?!” I squeaked, and opened my wing, to right a misplaces feather. I run my beak along the stem, and decided to do the same to the others, for good measure. It was all so weird. I had a new set of instincts…I didn’t even have to think about it!
It’s because I am in more control now, and I am helping you. You still have you wolf instincts, but now mine are taking the forefront.
It was that same sleepy voice again. My second soul. I shuddered inwardly at that thought. A feeling of offense came from the owl. ‘Well sorry.’ I thought at it. ‘it’s not my fault that I didn’t know I had another soul in me.’
There was silence, then, it is your fault. You denied me for our entire lives.
I didn’t know what to say to that, so I didn’t say anything. To the wolf I said, “Sorry about surprising you! I didn’t mean any harm. I was just lonely. Please, I want a friend! Wont you please be my friend?” I made my eyes, as round as they would go –which wasn’t hard—and I puffed up my feathers a little.
Great. Now she will surely eat us.
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 22, 2010 14:28:31 GMT -5
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[/i] "...W...what was what for?!" I retorted too fast, quite shakily, as I didn't actually know what I should be saying. My hackles rose out of nervousness of this 'demon' owl. I ducked my head close to ground and began to unsheathe my claws and arched my back like a cat and stalked around the owl. My tufted ears twitched. We have a responsibility of keeping the world free from beasts from hell and otherworld. And this was what I'm doing right now. I glared at the rusty owl and its beady yellow eyes which gave me the creeps. I stared at the owl as it started its pitiful words. Ahahaha, why does a monster such as itself wants to have a friend?! I shook my head, shaking off any second thoughts. This was a demonic trickery. It was definitely a demon, or else why did the owl wanted me as a friend... For it own purpose, I suspected, so I hissed. "Speak your prayers!" I snarled before I leaped. --- D: I don't feel very healthy right now, so that is the reason for this painfully short post, and I really felt I have to post x.x [/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by easty on Mar 28, 2010 17:20:32 GMT -5
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"Hey! What is your problem? I'm not doing anything to you, and you go and attack me! Just like--" I snapped my beak shut, and puffed up my feathers. I had been about to mention the incident in the desert, but I had been there as a wolf...not as a little owl. Already I was about to blow my cover.
"Listen you! Im just a lonely little owl! I was flying when a storm blew me off course, and now I'm in a unfamiliar land!" I gave a pitiful moan. "My name is--" I stopped. Had I told her my name in the desert?Just to be safe I quickly thought of a new name. "Fleet" I immediately wanted to take it back, but of course I couldn't.
The owl in my head was laughing an annoying laugh. Fleet! he screeched. What kind of name is fleet! 'Shut up!' I grumbled at him.
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Post by Dyani Kanti on Mar 29, 2010 11:22:37 GMT -5
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[/i] She sat upright, her eyes narrowing; "Just like what?"The Lyxxus' claws were still out, even though she felt her fear ebbing. Her tail brushed the ground, and her ears twitched suspiciously. The owl puffed itself and suddenly closed its beak shut. It was hiding something, that was for sure. "Listen you! I'm just a lonely little owl! I was flying when a storm blew me off course, and now I'm in a unfamiliar land! My name is-- Fleet."Dyani Kanti didn't notice the owl hesitating before saying its name. She felt a small pity stirring up in her. "Can't you just fly away, Fleet?"She lowered her head, poking her nose into the feathers of the owl's breast. Smell just like a bird, but there was something underneath. She relaxed, she didn't smell anything bad. The Lyxxus stared at it. "...Er... Pardon me for asking... what... are you?" Her white eyes shone uncertainly, "I mean, are you a girl?"She gave out an embarrassed chuckle before sitting down in an awkward silence. [/ul][/blockquote][/color] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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