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Post by TheWG on Aug 8, 2013 13:25:42 GMT -5
Fable & Laika & Raven
The cubs had grown a bit now; able to walk and talk, Fable was busier than ever with her paws full of cubs. They had grown to the size now; that the differences and marks of her cubs separating their lineage by half became much more clear. Two of them even began to sprout wings, and Raven had stumps growing from her tiny head. What a great concern they were at first, but they were horns, she still had no idea that horns had been somewhere along her bloodline. In fact, many places. And yet, it wasn't the final concern she had with Raven... As soon as their eyes opened, the cubs would stumble and crawl towards her instinctively, and soon after their little blue eyes would change colors. Yet Raven seemed to have... Trouble navigating. She was always turned the wrong way, accidentally crawling towards the wall, and somehow always seeming to loose her way. It wasn't until their eyes developed a bit more, that Fable realized; Raven was blind.
It was from then on that the little black spotted cub was her prime focus. Even now as the cubs played in the sun, Raven was held between her mother's paws, whining. "Can I go play now, pleeaassee?" Yet her mother simply waved a paw in front of her face. Raven drew back with a confused look, before grabbing the paw in front of her and pulling it downward, "Maaaammaaa!"
Fable sighed a slight relief, and let the little one go. She can still sense things, but she needs room to learn. "Yes love, go play, but I'm keeping an eye on you!" She said, licking her cub playfully before the little bundle bounced off- only stopping a couple feet away before she was confused where to go from there. Another pelt rubbed against hers though, and her body quickly rumbled with a thankful purr. Laika. The other cub mewed as she guided her sister towards her other siblings. Fable watched on with a purr as well, yet looked into the distance, her mind briefly wandering. Where is Morphine? Why hasn't he come yet?
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Post by Caylis on Aug 8, 2013 13:39:41 GMT -5
Jasper purred as he watched the cubs go along and play, with that he sat by Fable and gave her a chuckle. How amusing this was. "You seem awfully tired, miss Fable. Father won't stop bugging me about how mother would slap me if I went and hug my sisters to death. Hmhm." he said, shrugging before looking to Fable. "Now, enough of that. How are you?" he said with a flicker of concern in his greens.
The adult, the new grandfather made his way over to the cubs. "'Ello, kiddos! How have you all been?" he said with an amused look, winking at Jasper with a chuckle. "I told youuuu.~ Mother will haunt you." he teased his son which Jasper rolled his eyes. "Yeah right.." he said with a chuckle before turning to Fable, waiting for a response, of course.
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Post by Canicas on Aug 8, 2013 15:34:32 GMT -5
His dark form moved through the Gespenster area. He'd been here for a few days now, he figured he'd might as well just stay put. As he approached he seen Fable and the cubs. That lit up his eyes in moments as he again began a fast pace over towards them, slowing only when Jasper and an older male came into sight. His ears shot up, as he walked around him and towards Fable and his children. He smiled, greeting her. He turned his head to look at Jasper, a flicker of a smirk before turning back to Fable and rubbing his head roughly against hers with a purr. Morphine loved the fact that he could have chances to tug on Jasper's heart.
"I hope yous are well." he said, watching the cubs play. "They're growing fast, it's quite amusing to watch them stumble around." his eyes followed Raven, all the time he'd spent with the cubs he couldn't just deny the others. It would make his cubs think they would have to neglect others and make their hearts limited. But you'd have to at some point, he just hoped his kids would never have to experience that.
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Post by drifter on Aug 8, 2013 16:43:23 GMT -5
Baine Konstom Donovan
His tan iris' were still heavily laced with cubbish blue. They lifted as the cub saw his sister leading Raven.
Baine stumbled to his paws and clumsily bound over with a shit-eating grin. He often enjoyed toying with Raven and her disability. He tapped at one shoulder and would run to the other side of her to tap on that shoulder as well. But Baine was not cruel. It didn't take long before he was nuzzling her cheek encouragingly and giggling lightly to the disapproved looks he most likely would receive from Laika.
Attentions soon wavered to Jasper as he spoke. The little red cub always had a habit of finding his way toward who ever was talking. This was no different. He waddled his way to nest comfortably between Fable's, now empty, paws. His little head moved from face to face as the adults conversed, as if he knew what they were talking about. It never hurt to feel important and in the middle of things.
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