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Post by Canicas on Jun 8, 2013 21:06:51 GMT -5
Stella was laying in the dens, she hated being captivated within them, but today was an exception. Her stomach was more swollen then usual, and her body was growing more hot. She'd been through this enough to know that the time for her cubs to come out had arrived. She hadn't found the need to call upon anyone, as she never had. It was something she enjoyed doing in privacy, and would remain that way. As a matter of fact, she'd planned to never have another litter, but she and Cocaine had gotten a little too close at the vacation area.
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Post by kahara on Jun 27, 2013 7:02:34 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] He murmured, eyes locked onto one of the small bodies by Stella. "That one'll be named Novocaine. Stella, how are you?" He asked.[/ul][/blockquote][/div][/color][/font] Table Coding © Warrah
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[For the sake of time and you being busy, I'll bump it up to a little after they were born. For the sake of timelines, these cubs have to remain unable to walk/talk/see still.] |
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Post by Silverfang on Jun 27, 2013 12:51:29 GMT -5
OH FUCK YES.
The little cub squirms and does baby things too, but in a much fashionable and badass way-er than her loser bro.
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Post by Canicas on Jul 2, 2013 20:13:57 GMT -5
Stella's eyes wandered to the entrance of the cave as Cocaine came in. His shadow looming over the cubs and herself, it was a small litter and she was satisfied with that. It gave her less to worry about, now that the last litter were adults and a new one was introduced. She gave an approving look at Novocaine, she could cope with that. It wasn't a bad name, and it went well. "That's fine with me..." blue sky like irises again wandered over the new children. "Victoria." she said, nodding at the single female who reflected her own image. "and finally..........Firenze" she was satisfied with those names, yes. It suited them all quite well. She licked each cubs head, before laying her head down obviously exhausted. "I'm fine..this litter wasn't as bad at the others, but it sure felt like hell." she looked at the cubs, her eyes solely shifting. "Maybe they'll be worse then the last...."
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Post by kahara on Jul 3, 2013 13:26:50 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] Cocaine said as he thought about their last, large litter. Some of those kids turned out to be real fuck-ups. Method was gone, so were some of the others. Dead in Cocaine's eyes, disowned. And then there was Kururu. Something just wasn't right with that boy. [/ul][/blockquote][/div][/color][/font] Table Coding © Warrah
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Post by Canicas on Jul 15, 2013 19:26:06 GMT -5
Stella's fur bristled slightly in almost fear that these would turn out like the last litter. Just a little shy from being called a complete[\i] failure. The female began to groom her high ended fur back down with her rasped tongue. "Right." She turned her head back at them. "I'm sure if we relax a little with this litter they won't be as....traumatized as the last.
" she stopped briefly, they did push them quite hard and it turned into a failure. They could fight, sure there was that. But, they were all screwed in the head. "This litter could prove more successful if we try to extend the lengths of their loyalty rather then brute strength." She simply stated, yes. A little more affection could work. Although, that wouldn't excuse these cubs from being trained til they collapsed.
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Post by kahara on Jul 16, 2013 4:22:42 GMT -5
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[/i][/color] His gaze swept over the cubs as he studied them. "The only reason the last batch of cubs turned out wonky is because they weren't talked to enough. They didn't learn that they must train, to be strong, to survive in our world. Or they die. Every part of them dies." Cocaine felt that he and Stella, while sharing similar feelings over their cubs, were no longer on the same page they were once-upon-a-time. This made him feel distanced and confused. And it brought his mind back to another female, one who showed strength that Stella, perhaps, did not. He flexed his claws and shook away the thoughts. What were his cubs if he himself could not remain loyal? [/ul][/blockquote][/div][/color][/font] Table Coding © Warrah
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Post by Canicas on Jul 18, 2013 10:26:19 GMT -5
Stella craned her neck towards her cubs. "Right. Well only time will tell." Her head turned back to face him. "I'm going to rest now." She cradled her head into her fore arms and rubbed her face into them. Yes, time. She thought, what else would time bring me? Stella felt a small joy at the moment with her cubs, as a mother usually would. Yes, the need to protect these little creatures was once again on her shoulders.
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Post by kahara on Jul 19, 2013 20:58:49 GMT -5
And so Cocaine left.
[Sorry I kind of died on muse ideas there. We can close this and.. for the sake of time lines, the cubs can't really grow a lot until the plot is over ;u; is that ok?]
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Post by Canicas on Jul 20, 2013 16:26:42 GMT -5
Yeah that's fine.
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