Time To ~LUPA~ Wake Up

[Tauxic]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/tback-8.jpg] "Speaking" A pale pink and purple wolf pup laid curled up next to his mother. Afternoon sunshine helped warm the den in the almost winter weather. Tauxic shifted and his body shivered from a big sigh from himself. He opened his little mouth and yawned a tiny high pitched sound then slowly opened his eyes. I can see! He thought in his mind. He blinked a few times then looked around the den. He first looked at himself and saw the soft shades of pink and purple his was and the cream colored spots covering him. He then looked to the wolf of fur beside him. His mother was purplish as well and he continued to look for similarities between the both of them. "M-Mawmaw..?" He mused. His small voice came as a surprise to him. He had heard his mother's voice just before today and she sounded so strong, confident and big. He sounded so weak and small. And yet it also didn't bother him as much. He kind of liked his gentle voice and soft coloring. It made himself feel kind of calm. He stood up slowly, slightly wobbling as his legs shook under his soft weight. He took a few steps away from his mother. His eyes landed on the mouth of the den where the sun shinned through. He took another few uneasy steps. The closer he got, the warmer and yet colder it seemed. How curious, he thought. He then stood at the entrance. He looked out at all the plants and the sky in amazement. The sky was so bright and had that pretty, vibrant colored circle in the sky and then there was all the tall greens that smelled so good. "Mawmaw! Its sooo pretty!" He yipped happily and wagged his tail. He wished he could have seen this so much earlier. The colors were beyond anything he ever imaged in his sightless and lack of hearing days. But luckily, those days were over. T a u x i c 's . S o n g

[Lupa]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-5.jpg] Lupa stirred gently in her sleep, a soft smile on her face. Suddenly she shot up, her expression frantic. The warmth of her only son was gone. Lupa jumped up, and her purple gaze flew around the den before coming to rest on her light pink son. She trotted over to him and nuzzled him, licking her small head. She stood protectively, her son beside and slightly behind her as she peered outside and scented the wind. Being a mother was much harder than she had imagined, but every time she saw Tauxic's little face, it made up for it a thousand times over. She ears suddenly perked up; her darling had just said 'mawmaw'! His soft, gentle voice brought a smile to her face, he was certainly nothing like his monster of a father. The small she wolf sat down and laughed softly at her child as he watched the outside world with complete and utter amazement. Her silvery tail wagged from side to side as she gazed down at Tauxic with only one emotion; Love. Yes, his father was a monster, and it was like he should have been a curse. But he was not, he was indeed as far from that as he could get. He was her little ray of sunshine, and she hummed happily. Lupa smiled, this was a very special day for her little boy. He could see, and he had said his first words. She pulled him closer to her, and began to groom him, her gentle tongue sliding over his soft and fluffy fur. She sat back when she was satisfied with his bath, and said, "Yes, love, it is beautiful out there. The Lumera Valley is beautiful in all seasons. That is what Coneiron told me." A loving smile graced her features at the sound of her wonderful mate's name. Lupa had been so scared that Tauxic would grow up without a father, but now he had a real family. The silvery lupus smiled, then licked Tauxic's head again. "I love you, Tauxic." She highly doubted that his real father would have any feelings for him, so she made that up by loving him even more. It did not matter that he had Thanatos's blood in him, what mattered was that he was her little boy. She checked her den's surroundings and sniffed the wind again, she had heard of the callagris that was in the Lumera Valley, and she was not letting anything of the sort getting within a mile of her son. Lupa grinned proudly, her mate had been one of the many brave ones to kill the callagris. However, the thought of the beast also gave her a frown, for she had heard that Reynard had been severely injured. No, now was not the time for that. Now was the time to enjoy being with her child. Oh, how she loved him. She loved him from the tip of his little black nose to the tip of his little purple tail. He was extra small, for he was a runt, like herself. But in her eyes, her child had no flaws. Tauxic was perfect, and she was fine with having a runt. The sun shone bright, and Lupa stretched luxuriously, basking in the warm glow. However, it was early winter now, and it was quite cold. Once again she was reminded about how short her coat was. It had snowed during the night, and she extended a paw and kicked a piece of the snowy, fluffy stuff. She laughed, then nuzzled her lovely son. She had what she'd secretly dreamed of; a family.

[Tauxic]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/tback-8.jpg] "Speaking" Coneiron... The name seemed oddly familiar, as if his mother had mentioned it before. Perhaps it was a friend of his mothers that he was soon to meet and or know? There was one thing that oddly did not cross his mind. That Coneiron was the name of his beloved step father who is to replace his dreadful real father Thannatos who might one day search for his lost and pathetic son. Then again, maybe it wasn't so odd that this suggestion never came to thought. "I lub you too mawmaw." He said smiling with a wide grin. Truth be told, he was enjoying the bathing and loads of affection he was getting from his mom. His eyes then went back to wandering at the wonders of the outside world. His large and almond-ish shaped eyes gazed over the wondrous landscape. There was greens, yellows, browns, reds, and even golds. All these different and individual colors and shades amazed the purple runt. He knew from his heart that this was where he belonged. He smiled and yawned once more with his high little voice. Tauxic took a deep breath in and then suddenly recoiled as the cold stung his weak lungs and sensitive nose. Although he was enjoying the nice scenery, it was certainly very cold for him. He nuzzled up to his mother and put his face in her fur. She smelt like love and home, and felt like belonging and a certain mother-son bond. He loved his mother very much, even if he didn't quite grasp the concept of the love he was feeling for his parent. Also, since he did not awaken or know of any sort of fatherly figure, he did not think or question why he did not have his father with him. So, he was completely content in being alone but also being beside his mother. The pup looked in awe as Lupa had kicked a bit at the snow. "Its so... white... and .... sparkly mawmaw." He said as he took his head out of his mothers fur and got his nose very very close to the snow on the ground. If he tilted his head to one side, it would sparkle in a different place, then if he tilted it the opposite direction, it would get sparkly in a new place! He was tickled pink to find this discovery. However, he did not speak to his mother about this amazement and suddenly looked very content and happy with the world around him. Then again, his pup curiosity was still burning in his chest and paws. A moment later, something did spark Tauxic's voice and made him ask his mother something that might have or not at all surprised his mother. "Is there anything like us..? Furry out there?" He asked. Suppose what he meant by this was if there were any wolves or pups. He didn't and wouldn't exactly know how to put what he truly meant into words quite yet, he after all had only been able to open his eyes today and open his ears a few days before. And even all the time before that he had stayed silent, either just listening as he could or... just listening. Yet, fate had still been very kind to him for if it wasn't, it wouldn't have given him his voice or legs along with his poor health and fact that he was a single pup in a litter runt. Tauxic turned to his mother once more, still resting next to her and absorbing her warmth, he asked another question that was slightly irritating him because something in the back of his mind would not let it go unanswered as he had a while ago. "Who is Co... co.... Con..EE...Cone... iron..?" His face must have been fun to see as it twisted and made funny faces as he tried to spit out the unknown male's name. T a u x i c 's . S o n g

[Lupa]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-5.jpg] Lupa smiled at her son's words, her eyes watering only so slightly. She felt so sorry for him, and he didn't even know yet.. Lupa shook the thought from her mind, nuzzling her child, a soft and gentle look on her face. Lupa wanted to protect him, to help him, save him from the monster that stalked the pup. But what could she do? Every old carcass had the scent of rotting meat, and what would she do if she found Thanatos? Lupa hoped that she would never have to met the wolf again, for she was sure he would only cause her and her family misery. Lupa wrapped her purple and silver tail around her son protectively, alert for any dangers. She felt a soft bump against her, and looked down to see her son had stuck her head into her fur. She smiled gently and lay down, curled around him. Her head was still facing the front, but she was able to warm Tauxic up better. Her tail curled all the way around the small pup, pulling him closer to her warm body. She shivered from the cold, but she guessed her baby was experiencing it worse. She had a longer coat than him, though her coat was still quite cold. The silver she wolf laughed at his reaction when she kicked the snow. "Yes darling, snow is very white and sparkly." She thought back fondly to how Coneiron had conjured up a snow wolf that had run through the forest ahead of him to her. She smiled brightly, that was the night he had accepted her offer. He was Tauxic's foster father, and Lupa couldn't think of anyone better. Lupa once again pulled him closer to him, and fussed over her baby, licking and nuzzling him. He was so gentle, peaceful, and innocent. So different than his father.. Lupa liked to think more like her, but she wasn't very peaceful, innocent, or gentle. She laughed a little at the thought, before she was struck with another. Technically he was a lupus, so that meant he would have a power. Lupa cocked her head curiously, trying to guess what his element would be. Maybe it would be something to do with storms, like her. Lupa laughed again; she couldn't imagine her gentle baby raising a storm. The she wolf licked him affectionately, her eyes soft. They were only like this when gazing upon Coneiron or Tauxic, and her voice's rough edge was taken off when she was talking to her family, as well. Tauxic's soft voice interrupted her musings, and she looked down at him, trying hard not to laugh. A huge grin was one her face though, as she watched the little one try to say.. Something or other. Finally he spit it out, and Lupa smiled, nudging him gently with her nose. "Coneiron is your daddy, darling. Sometimes he has to go away, because he is busy.." Lupa's gentle smile never wavered, but her eyes got sad. Lupa hated lying to this innocent pup, but she knew that she had too.

[Tauxic]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/tback-8.jpg] "Speaking" A daddy? Tauxic was suddenly filled with the feeling of being confused. He didn't completely understand this feeling. It just felt weird and slightly hurt his small head. Then for some odd reason, he was suddenly able to understand. A dad, he had a father. Yet still confused him on what a father exactly was. He knew mama because he remembered getting milk from her and staying curled up by her. As far as he knew, dads didn't give milk. Tauxic nuzzled affectionately to his mum. His body shook every time he breathed out, not from the cold but from his small and weak body. He felt like he may be different from what others where like... even through he had never exactly seen another wolf pup before. But he felt that he was smaller than he was suppose to be and felt... ill physically. It was a very strange feeling and yet he still had it. Like knowing what a father was and yet not knowing exactly what a dad was. It kind of made more pressure on his mind. "Mawmaw, is there things like me.. and you out there?... and why am I so small? Why is the white sparkly stuff so cold and shimmery? What dose daddy look like? Do I have any siblings? How long will it take for me to grow up and be like you? Will I ever get smarter? I am hungry. Will daddy come soon? Is that was daddy do? Bring food to you and me? Will I get to meet him anytime soon mawmaw?" He meant to only ask one question but suddenly, his mind and mouth kept going on and on and on. He wasn't even exactly sure what all he asked. But he was still interested in some answers. It was a wonder that his breath lasted so long as it did. Tauxic nuzzled into his mom some more. His body was starting to warm up yet he was still a tad bit cold. He closed his eyes for a moment. He breathed in a frosty breath and felt relaxed against his mom. In fact, at any second he could have fallen right back to sleep. However, he did not. He wanted to hear the answers to the questions that he remembered and even to the ones he had forgotten. But he did yawn and make a little high pitch squeak before closing his mouth and stretched himself out a bit while still being in the ball his mother had made herself out of while closing around him. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times then looked up to his mother. OCC: Sorry for the shorter post. T a u x i c 's . S o n g

[Lupa]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-5.jpg] The rush of questions and random statements was surprising, but Lupa did her best to handle it. "First of all, yes. There are many wolves out there. All are different, in their own special way. Some have wings, some have fish tails, some have horns.. Some rot away till they are just skeleton." The last sentence was spit out with a look of pure disgust on her face, and Lupa said sternly, "And you have to be careful. The rotting wolves are bad news. You are never, ever allowed to approach one." Her tone and face softened, and she added: "I only want you to be safe." Steering the conversation out of dangerous waters, she continued to answer his questions. "You aren't that small, darling, look; I'm small. We're runts, though that doesn't matter. I know you have a huge heart." She smiled down at her little son, pride and love etched into her face. She bent her head and gave him an affectionate lick on his little forehead. "And why is the white stuff so cold and shimmery? It's called snow, and it comes when it is cold outside. It's Winter. Winter is the cold season." His next question made Lupa laugh, and then ponder. How should she describe her handsome mate? "Well, he is black, with all different shades of blue running through his coat, and even a bit of purple. His eyes are a handsome aqua color." Lupa studied her son, tilting her head to one side. He was not muscular or tall like his foster father. He was built more like her, lithe and small, not bulky. Better more moving fast than for fighting. His rapid questions were slightly hard to understand, but she heard his question about siblings quite clearly, and her heart sunk a tad. Not only was he a runt, he was sickly, and the only one of his litter. Sighing softly, she said, "No darling. You have no siblings." Lupa paused, praying that her son would not ask why. Once again, the conversation had moved toward sad subjects, and the silvery wolf decided to answer the rest of his questions. "Yes, one day you will grow up to be big, just like me. And of course you will get smarter. When I was your age, I knew just as much about the world as you, but here I am, seven years later." To her darling's question about his father, she hesitated. Would Coneiron be home soon? He made a point to stop by, but sometimes his duties as Guardian prevented him from doing so. She nodded, though, and replied, "Yes, I'm sure daddy will come soon. And your father sometimes brings us food, but I am one of the Hunters of the pack. I provide the food; that's why I'm gone sometimes." Lupa smiled indulgently at her child, her tail wagging gently. She would do anything for him, and his happiness, and she hoped he knew so. At his last question, she nodded again, and said softly, "I'm sure your daddy will stop by soon so you can see him." Lupa nuzzled her son as he curled up closer to him. A few old pelts lay on the ground of her den from meals, and she picked Tauxic up gently and put him back down on a small pile of them, before re-curling herself around him once more. He would venture from the den soon enough, but right now she had to make sure he wouldn't get cold. No matter what, he would not get hurt on her watch.

[Tauxic]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/tback-8.jpg] "Speaking" Wolves. Different. Species. His eyes went wide as he listened to 'all powerful' wisdom that he was excited to obtain. Wings? Fish tails? Horns? What an exciting thing that would be to see! Tauxic's imagination began to run ramped. He began to imagine very large wolves that were extremely muscular and had big and powerful wings with shinning florescent eyes. Then he thought excitedly to very beautiful wolves with fish tails and began to think of multicolored jewels decorating the fascinating swimmers. He then moved onto to the horned wolves. Who he imagined were either big with large elk like horns or very small wolves with like rose thorns scattered all around their body. Then something shook the little pup awake. Some rot away till their just skeletons... Something about this made the purple and pink pup shiver. What was it that ran sickly at the thought? Was it his slight fear of death? Or was it something more? Something... something in his blood. It was almost like he knew something, something very very important and yet he had no clue what or why it was. And you have to be careful. The rotting wolves are bad news. You are never, ever allowed to approach one... Yes..yes, so they were something of danger. Something to caution. Some how he understood this. His mind would not allow him to image the rotting wolves. There was something in his mind that blocked him from doing so. Was it the lack of what a rotting body looked like? Or was it something else? Tauxic's mind was easily distracted with his mother continuing on to answer his previous questions. He wasn't small? What did she mean that she was small? Runts? Large heart... her saying that last part seemed to do his head and heart some good and make him fell all warm inside. But then he thought of the word runt again. What exactly was a runt? Could it have been just the size of a wolf? Maybe it was what they looked like. Or perhaps it was how they talked. Still, the thought of run confused him so. He wanted to ask, what exactly was a runt? But he saw his mother seemed to be wanting to move on and away from the subject so he happily let her lick his forehead and politely let her go on. And yet there was still that slight burning at the back of his mind, curiosity eagerly wanting an answer from his unasked question but Tauxic did his best to ignore the annoying burning sensation and listened to her as she went on. Tauxic's eyes widened and sparkled as the topic of snow came up. He was beginning to really like snow. Except that it was extremely cold and made his body shiver worse than it did by itself. "Snow..." He said to himself quietly. It sounded so perfect for the beautiful white specks. He smiled some, contently, loving that he was gaining such knowledge about such a wondrous and pretty thing. Winter... cold? He thought in awe. So its not always so cold? He liked the idea of it not always being so cold like this but he would very much miss the snow. The snow was so pretty to look at. Winter sounded like a pretty name. Such a wonderful and pretty thing. But cold... why did it have to be so cold? Although the cold made him shake much more than he would in warmer weather, he still liked it. It was kind of exciting of him to see his breath when it was cold enough or when the evening fog rolled in and when it snowed. Oh how beautiful everything looked when it was covered in the magnificent white and glittery piles. Tauxic continued to listen to his mother. He realized that she was answering the question about his father. Black... black like... He went cross eyed for a moment as he did his best to look at his nose. The dark color sounded right to go with black. Black, my nose is black! As Lupa went on with her description, Tauxic pieced together and began to draw a picture in his head of what father looked like. Tauxic looked up to the sky as his mother said blue. Blue... blue.... blue! He smiled. The sky is blue! He then moved on to purple. Purple? No.. no... purple! No... purple... purple! Purple! Purple! He thought excited as he looked at his tail and to his mawmaw. Aqua color... aqua... blue? Yes.. blue. He then began to wonder about the word, hansom. He didn't exactly know what that word meant. It must have meant something nice because Tauxic very much doubted his mother would say anything but good things about his father. He stayed silent as she moved on to the next question. No siblings. His mother had sighed before saying so. Why did she seem sad about it? Was he meant to have siblings? Tauxic felt slightly confused by this but then continued to listen to Lupa. He was suddenly overfilled with joy. He would grow up like his mawmaw! Smarter! He'll get smarter too! He wagged his tail some. How exciting to know that one day he was going to be big and know more than he dose now! But his head will be hurting for a while with the over flow of what he now knows from when he first walked up the the entrance of the den. Tauxic then began to think about the number seven. It seemed like such a little number and yet it also seemed so huge and long. Daddy will be coming soon? He thought happily. Hunter. For some odd reason, he did not like the sound of that word. Hunting... hunted. He gulped. Stop by? This thought stopped him. For some odd reason, in his head, he imaged that a father was suppose to stay and of course, feed the family sometimes as Lupa said. But Tauxic shrugged it off seeing as he was obviously wrong. The pup then began to ponder for a moment and turned to his mother. "What dose daddy do? What is our pack and what is it?" He asked curiously. He waited a moment for an answer then snuggled into his mother and smiled and breathed in her.. motherly?... scent. "I love you mawmaw.." He said with a large smile on his face. He did dearly love his mother, in fact, with all his heart. T a u x i c 's . S o n g

[Lupa]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-5.jpg] The small lupus watched curiously as thoughts ran through her head. He had reacted to the rotting wolves differently. Mortui were bad news, but most learned that when they were older. Something inside Tauxic seemed to have warned him about the species, for he seemed quite serious. In fact, Lupa was slightly worried, but relieved when his small mind was distracted by her moving on. She gave her pup a warm smile, though her eyes were distant, still slightly troubled. But she had to keep her calm act up for her son and she firmly blocked out thoughts of.. him Lupa laughed as Tauxic's eyes widened and he stared out at the snow. She nodded happily as he repeated the word after her. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" She smiled to herself as she remembered she had said the same words to Coneiron as they watched a sunrise. "When I first came here there was no snow on the ground. It was cold, but the snow had not come yet." It had been pretty then, but it was beautiful now, too. The way the snow sparkled like diamonds, the way her breath froze in the air, the way it was so silent and peaceful. She sighed, a contented smile on her muzzle. She had good memories of winter. There weren't many, but there were some. And now, she would have even more with little Tauxic and her wonderful mate at her side. It really was a new beginning for her, and a most enjoyable one at that. She watched in wonderment as Tauxic began to match colors to the things around him. He was quite smart! She certainly hadn't been like that when she was young. The face he made when he was trying to look at his nose was quite funny, and Lupa let a soft laugh slip through her maw, her eyes showing laughter and love in their purple depths. Ah, Tauxic was quite amusing, and she had a feeling that she would never fail to cheer up at his funny antics. If any worry had lingered from the thought of Thanatos, it was now fully gone. Lupa tried her best to block him out, and she had been quite successful so far. His wagging tail brought another smile to her lips, and she grinned at his enthusiasm to get bigger and smarter. She considered him a smart pup -- she was sure she hadn't been that smart!-- though there were still many things that he would learn about and see. She remembered the first time she had set out on her own. That was when it all became real, and that she really was on her own. To this day she was still horribly stubborn and independent, though fortunately she knew when she needed help, or couldn't do something by herself. There was a thin line between courage and recklessness. Lupa was pretty sure she had crossed that line a few times, and a wry smile was on her mouth as she thought back to all the crazy things she had done. Her son's next questions brought the silver and purple lupus back to earth, and she smiled at him. "Daddy is a Guardian. He protects the pack, and makes sure no one bad gets in. He has a dangerous job, but he won't rest until he makes sure that everyone is safe." It was the truth, Coneiron was quite noble, and very brave. "And the pack is called Children of Hvitur Ari. It is a very kind pack, and it welcomes all types of wolves. The smart, the strong, the loyal, the brave. They are all quite friendly, though some prefer to stick to themselves. It is one big family." Lupa nodded as her voice trailed off slowly. She was glad she had picked the Children. If not, she would have never met Coneiron, and Tauxic wouldn't have grown up with him, or such a nice place to live in. Her ear twitched as she heard Tauxic's small voice. Her heart swelled as she smiled, her gaze soft and warm. "I love you too, Tauxic." She nuzzled him, then licked his small head. Oh, what a lucky wolf she was. OOC: I'm a terrible person, I know. Horribly late, I am. But long, I guess.

[Tauxic]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/tback-8.jpg] "Speaking" WIP - Sorry, no muse left form Jackle today. Maybe will do this post tomorrow. T^T T a u x i c 's . S o n g