Kyita
Children of Hvítur Ári
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Post by Kyita on Jun 5, 2012 10:19:20 GMT -5
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The warmth of the den was all she knew. She huddled close to her sleeping sister, whining fitfully as she could not find herself back into the embrace of sleep. With a yawn of defeat she lifted her head and opened her eyes. She was startled at what she saw, for sight was still new to her. The enormity of where they slept compared to the little four week old puppies was astounding for the little girl that now stirred. Her eyes had open a few days ago, along with her ears that now stood upright most of the time. She pushed her small body up stubby legs. Her wings flapped with lack of coordination as she teetered back and forth. Her shinning blue eyes looked around. Where was momma?
She gave a plaintive cry that echoed through the earthen den. She looked down at the red form of her sister. Her sister was sound asleep, still resting from their last play bout that occurred before Satinka fed them. Kyita had new energy now and wanted to share it with someone. Slowly she wobbled away from her sibling. The gray fuzz ball was curious about the corners of the den, she could see further now and with that came the need to touch all she saw. Her eyes fell upon the pile of herbs her mother kept in the den. She teetered over and sniffed at them, she nibbled at one, but the bitter taste caused her to fall back in surprise. She whined and spat it out, before starting to sniffle at the whole ordeal.
Her sorrows were forgotten when movement caught her eye. One of her father's wing feathers was moving in the breeze near the mouth of the den. Without hesitation she moved toward the giant feather. It was as long as her body proper. She stared at it, her grey wings twitching as she slowly pieced together what it meant. She looked at her own wing then at the feather of her father. Another breeze circled through the den and tugged the feather outside.
With a squeal of delight she hobbled after it, focused only on her prize. Daddy's feather! Her tiny maw snapped on it and she sat down, very proud that she managed to catch it. She began to chew and play with it, though she was squinting now. She paused and looked up. The little girl was startled yet again, the brown ceiling was gone, the sky was above her head and the sun was shinning. She was outside! The world was much bigger than she knew. She looked around, baffled at the sight and smells of all things knew. The musty, milky smell of the den lingered, but the fresh air and pine scents were over powering.
The feather, still in her mouth jerked in the breeze. She had forgotten it was in her mouth, so she dropped it with a bark. She toddled after it, enjoying the freedom of being outside! She wanted her sister to join her, but she did not want to go back into the den to get her, for fear that the magical wold of outside would disappear in her absence. She continued tousling with the large feather, wrestling with it and chewing on it. Soon, feeling more adventurous she stood, determined to wander a little. She discarded the feather and walked a few steps...however anxiousness overcame her and she stopped, whining softly. It was scary all alone out here...
She turned back, and say the ruffled feather. With a smile she picked it up and spun back around. Daddy would be with her to make things better! She began to explore and soon came upon another feather, for she had only gone mere feet in her epic journey. She sniffed at it. MOMMA! Greedily she snapped up her mother equally large primary feather into her itty-bitty mouth. Now with two oversize feathers that were as big as her she began to parade outside of the den proudly. An occasional gust of wind would threaten to topple her, but she kept on playing in front of the den.
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Jun 5, 2012 17:48:11 GMT -5
It was warm. A gentle breeze tugged at her fur and feathers making Angel feel light. Her dusky muzzle fell open in a yawn as she pulled herself up from the ground. Pale yellow eyes scrunching closed as she did so. The young guardian took her time stretching. She really should be ashamed of herself, taking an afternoon nap when she should be preforming her duties. Yet she couldn't bring herself to feel so.
Maybe it was the lazy feeling of spring slowly migrating into summer. Everything was vibrant and alive making the young she-wolf feel safe.
Thinking of things that made her feel safe made Angel yearn to visit her father. She hadn't seen him in a while, pack life keeping her busy. That and the guilt of talking to an enemy of the pack back in winter still dragged on her. But it had been while ago and she had not seen Draugur sense. Besides, she had heard that Satinka had recently given birth to a new litter. Angel had two little sisters she had yet to meet. Though she hadn't spent much time with the first litter out of petty jealousy, the young kieyou hand long sense gotten over the sentiment of no longer being her father's only little girl.
With renewed energy from her little nap Angel unfurled her dark charcoal wings and took to the sky, the wind lapping at her even stronger as she rose. She soared just over the tree tops, her paws sometimes knocking the top most leaves a stray.
It wasn't long until she came upon her father's den. Angel descended to the ground with the majesty and grace her name suggested. A small swirl of pride rose in her chest as her paws touched the ground without stumbling. It had taken a great deal of practice for her to preform such a feat.
Angel didn't dwell in that pride for too long, less she get a big head. That had happened plenty of times and the out come had been immensely embarrassing. Moving towards her father's den she spotted a small pup, similar in looks to herself and that of her other sister Loca. A small smile tugged at the edge over her mouth.
She reminded Angel of herself at that age. Eager to explore and fallow Reynard around. She slunk forward slowly as not to startle the pup and let out a soft woof to let Kyita know she was there.
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Kyita
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Post by Kyita on Jun 8, 2012 13:35:58 GMT -5
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When she did hear the woof she started, a small yip of surprise causing her feather toys to spiral to the ground. Her blue eyes turned, expecting to see mom or dad. Instead, she saw a stranger standing near. She blinked a few times, trying to riddle out who it could possibly be. Surely only the wolves she had met existed, so to see this new one...was, well baffling. Since her words were not quite developed yet, she barked at Angel, attempting to mimic the noise she had made. Her little nose twitched.... It smells like daddy....but she it is not daddy..... She whined her confusion, but toddled forward to further investigate.
Her little tail whipped back and forth in greeting, her small butt waggling with lack of control. She wanted to sniff some more, maybe she could find mommy in the scent as well, like she could in her brothers. She looked up at the larger female and barked again. No mom scent. How strange. For the four week old, it was quite the conundrum. So confounded was she that she sat down on her tiny rump and pawed at one of Angel's forepaws. Perhaps she would explain it? Not that Kyita would understand the words just yet, but as long as her befuddlement was acknowledged.
She looked up expectantly, her wings flopping open as she waited. However, that pesky breeze once more picked up and her toys came rolling lazily toward her, bumping into her backside. She jumped up, in her attempt to turn around she lost her footing and crashed into her sister's legs, getting tangled. First she growled and yipped, then she began to plaintively cry at her predicament. Walking was hard. Playing was tough. Meeting new people strange. Oh woeful was she.
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Jun 8, 2012 14:20:19 GMT -5
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Angel couldn't help the little huff of laughter as Kyita, startled by Angel's woof, stared at her. Obviously the little pup had no idea who she was but she hoped that her scent was familiar enough. She assumed it was by the way that the pup was now clumsily making her way over to Angel.
Reynard's eldest daughter laugh a more as her baby sister pawed at her fore legs. Even more as Kyita proceeded to get surprised by the feathers she had been playing with moments before. The newborn ended up tangled around Angel's legs, whining for help.
"There there, little one," Angel crooned as she pulled her leg free. Gently she picked the tiny grey Kieyou up by her scruff before setting her back on the ground. She gave the top of her sister's head a friendly lick.
"Look at you, out on your own," she said looking around for any sign of an adult,"Now where could Papa be? Are you waiting for him to return?"she asked. Though the pup probably couldn't understand her just yet she hoped that talking to her would sooth her confusion and calm her down.
Not seeing anyone Angel picked up the two chewed feathers he r younger sister had been playing with. One was her father's and the other was his queen's, Satinka's. She placed them before Kyita, smiling as she did so. Then she spread her own impressive dark wings and plucked a loose feather, one that would soon fall, and added that to the small collection. Hopefully the grey pup would like the offer and not reject it.
"speechtest"
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Kyita
Children of Hvítur Ári
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Post by Kyita on Jun 11, 2012 8:57:26 GMT -5
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For now, she was calm in the brief moment she was airborne. Once she was set down and licked she only squirmed a little. Pausing her fighting only to crane her neck back with ears perked up to receive the words Angel was giving her. She turned around once Angel began gathering the pair of feathers. She yipped a little as they were placed before her. Her chest and forelegs slammed down as her rump rose in a playbow, her whip like tail lashing with excitement now. So quickly she forgot the trials of the minutes before .
When Angel spread her dark wings open, she barked and mimicked the movement with her own gray wings. Then her sister plucked a feather and set it before Kyita in an offering. Her bright blue eyes shone with admiration for her new found friend. Her small mouth dropped agape as she reveled in the newer feather. It looked like Daddy's, but shiner. She pawed at it experimentally, before pouncing on it. She growled happily, biting the new feather and rolling in the other two. Her little wings splayed out while she was on her back. Through clamped jaw she smiled up at Angel with a cheesy, feather filled grin.
This was the BEST. DAY. EVER! Her little tail waggled, waiting for Angel to play with her some more.
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