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Post by Jason on Apr 10, 2013 19:54:46 GMT -5
As per usual, Jasper sat vigil in front of the den while the mother of his children and the cubs slept. However, he was unconscious, so he only awoke when he felt tiny, sharp claws digging into his skin. Unlike most, he did not bolt up. Mistakes were often made this way. Instead, he lazily opened his eyes and saw a fluffy red tail disappear above him and knew his children were upon him. Their weight was hardly noticeable to him, so he could not tell if all four were upon him. He smiled slightly and lifted his head slowly, not wanting to throw any of them off. “And what are you all doing?” He ran his eyes over the cubs and chuckled at their expressions before laying his chin back upon the ground. “You all are so bad,” he teased. “What should I tell your mother?”
Dante yelped and tried to dash away, but was stopped by Jasper’s thick tail and shoved toward his father’s large face. The red cub could not stop giggling at that point and his father only made it worse by tickling him. “Which one of you children is next?” he asked a false scary voice, sounding like a typical, harmless, cartoon villain. “Cause I’m hungry. I’ll eat ya!” His son yelped and attempted to free himself, a grin on his young features, but Jasper had to check the horns first, to make sure they were coming in properly. If Cocaine thought he might come over and even imply his cubs might be weak, he would find a rather fierce father willing to prove that his gene pool only created strength.
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Post by Noa on Apr 10, 2013 22:25:17 GMT -5
Viktoria Crimson-Donovan
"It was Dante's idea." The little cub insisted as she scrambled on top of her father's head, watching her brother try to get away and instead get himself eaten for his troubles with a small laugh.
The little female, a dark burgundy, was already growing in tandem with her other siblings and as such, grew a sense of curiosity and mischievousness above all else. Her parents were a curious set of creatures and she loved playing with them any time and any day.. although that usually got her into trouble most times. Still, she resorted to whatever she could do.
Playtime had ceased for a moment though as she looked on with her father inspecting Dante's head with an expression of curiosity; it was something that she teased about him mercilessly and still did, but never really took the time to ask. "Why does Dante have those two bumps on his head, Dad?" Viktoria asked, paw running over her own head but feeling nothing. They were the same age give or take, but she hadn't noticed it on herself.
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Post by kahara on Apr 11, 2013 5:13:42 GMT -5
ASESINO DONOVAN & COCAINE CALIVER
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Post by Taboo on Apr 11, 2013 11:10:46 GMT -5
D H A L I A
The tiny female was off in a small corner of the den, her eyes tight shut and her nose scrunched as her shadow before her flickered like a lazy flame. Slowly it began to take the form of something vaguely rabbitlike, her shadow's ears elongated before she gasped and it dispersed back into it's original form. Growling, the red ess turned to look at her parents and siblings. Falling into a crouch she stalked forwards, paws dragging up some dust noisily before she leapt onto her father's tail and tugged at it with her cub teeth.
"You guys are so loud!" she growled irritably through a mouthful of fur.
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Post by warrah on Apr 11, 2013 18:05:09 GMT -5
VENUS CRIMSON-DONOVAN
The darkest of the Crimson cubs mentally grumbled to herself as her siblings romped around their father. Venus had never been one much for roughhousing, and as one of her sisters tugged on Jasper's tail, she took the opportunity to hide under it. The fluff covered most of her body, with only her chin and brilliant red eyes peeking out. She listened as few words were spoken, but said nothing herself. As their mother flopped over nearby, Venus was tempted to dash over to her and curl up next to her belly. In the end she didn't wish to bother Asesino, and continued to observe from her furry hideout. |
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Post by Jason on Apr 17, 2013 9:33:50 GMT -5
Jasper ran his tongue over his son’s head a few times before releasing him. “Oh I’m sure it was, darling,” he replied to Viktoria. “You girls never cause trouble. Dante is getting horns like daddy.” Jasper has two sets of horns, a pair that look more like those of a ram and another that stuck straight from his skull. “It’s possible for you to get them.” He grinned as his other daughters appeared and played with his tail. “Just look at that ferocity!” he exclaimed at Dhalia as she attacked his tail. He would not move until his children were off of him, but his gaze then fell upon Asesino and he smiled complacently at her. He was glad they shared these children and that their blood was strong. “Did you talk to our fine captain yet?”
Dante ran off and jumped at Viktoria. “Why do ya always blame me?” he demanded, scrambling onto his father’s back so he could bat at his sister with oversized paws. He ducked under one of Jaspers wings and ended up falling to the ground with a high pitched yelp. “Ah!” He was by Venus and Dhalia now. “Sleepy heads! You were missing all the fun,” he stated as got to his feet and pranced around his sisters.
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Post by Noa on Apr 18, 2013 0:11:45 GMT -5
Viktoria
She pouted; how come she didn't get cool horns like her father and brother? It was no fair. She gave a small laugh as Dhalia attacked her father's tail. "Because you're the one always starting trouble!" She replied in earnest to her brother, sticking her tongue out at him as he tried to scramble up to her. Watching Dante fall and fail to reach her was amusing, and she couldn't resist but poke in with a little teasing laugh before she slid off and joined her siblings at her father's tail.
"Venus, we know you're under there."
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Post by kahara on Apr 26, 2013 2:24:08 GMT -5
ASESINO
[/i] She stated firmly. It was clear by the tone of her voice that she had a firm 'talking' to with the Captain. Her gaze moved back momentarily to her playful children; pleased to see them interacting so well. Even if the girls did seem to pick on Dante a bit. Dante, what a fitting name. While Asesino would have no favorites among her spawn, she certainly did think that the name they chose for their only son was perfect. Though others may dare to think it rude, as no one could possibly replace Dante; though she cared little of what they thought. The 'ess was perfectly content.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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