Grandeur [Xena, Lichen]

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Deep within earth’s chasm, in the chilled air, the sounds of dripping water and the tiny squeaks and whimpers of six newborn pups filled the atmosphere like a gentle lullaby. The first-time mother was in a steady state of being half awake, with sleep threatening once again, while trying to fight her exhaustion. The pups were being especially noisy. All six of the pups were wide awake and hungry, though their eyes and ears were still closed. Their little infant noises were so wretchedly adorable, Datura could hardly stand it sometime. They smelled so wonderful and new, milky breath sweet. She had produced sons beyond her expectations. It was hard to believe that the squirmy little wolves belonged to her – they were Goliath’s. Everything was perfect… for now, anyway.

The full magnitude of motherhood had yet to settle in for the tired wolfess, let alone the reality of having six pups to feed, watch, and protect. It did not feel like a chore. It did not even feel real yet. The thought of leaving her little ones for longer than a minute to stretch her legs and relieve herself nearby was upsetting, those innate maternal instincts already seizing control. She was not a loving creature by nature – or at least, she had never been before. But everything was different now. She had sons and daughters to watch out for, to raise and to teach, and to fulfill the vow she had made to their father. She would make Goliath proud, with every strong son born to wage war, and perfect daughters to carry on his legacy – their legacy, now interwoven together for eternity, as long as their offspring thrived and multiplied to terrorize Anikira.

She had barely moved for two days now, essentially glued to the stone ground, and her empty belly rumbled angrily to remind her of her own hunger. She knew she had to eat soon, but every simple task seemed difficult. Pale chin resting on her forepaws, Datura uttered a private sigh. She hoped Goliath or Zohartze would come to see her again soon, in part so that she could fawn over her pups with them, and so that she could beg them to bring her some meat. Her mouth watered at the very thought of food.  The pups took all of her energy and time, and they could not even see or speak yet.

words: 409
tag: @xena1 + Lichen
ooc: Lichen will be bringing dinner,
Xena is presumably somewhere close by, 
so it doesn't matter who enters first <3

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The sun was a bright beacon in the sky, warming her hide from the inside out. Her face remained a cool canvas, her body oozing self confidence despite her inner self wanting to curl up and wither away. Lichen's mind still couldn't process the events that she had gone through. Her virginity had been taken willingly from Titan, but what had followed had been the biggest curve ball she had ever had thrown her way. Goliath had come out out of no where, and he wanted a piece of her too. And now Lichen wasn't entirely sure who's pups were squirming and developing in her womb. All she knew was that she was dealing with insufferable cravings for stoats and continued to gorge herself in order to mask her feelings. Her stomach was just beginning to swell with the promise of life and Lichen felt both joy and unease. She strode across the muddy snow with ease, four round stoats hanging from her mouth by their tails. It had almost been too easy for her to grab them but these weren't for herself. Lichen had already ate today and she was doing a friendly gesture. Her mother Aaka had taught her that whenever a fellow female had pups you had to look out for them, regardless of how you felt towards them. The pups were the life of the pack, and their mother's were just as important. Lichen had caught wind that Datura had given birth to Goliath's first litter - heirs to Kairos. That was her destination today. She knew she had to be cautious, but she could also imagine how famished Datura must be. She allowed her nasal passages to guide her as she moved quietly through the slush. Datura had chosen the caverns to rear her litter in and Lichen approved. In fact she had considered placing her den there as well when she became closer to birthing her own litter. Her auds were flicked forward, her shocking green emeralds scanning the terrain around the caverns to be sure there would be no unwelcome visitors around. Feeling satisfied she moved closer to the mouth of the cave and could barely hear the small squeals of newborn pups.

She hesitated for a moment before entering the darkness. Her talons clicked delicately against the damp cave floor meanwhile her hackles bristled ever so slightly. There was a very great chance that Datura would not be welcoming of her presence and so Lichen braced herself. She did not want a fight considering she herself was expecting, but she would not hesitate in protecting herself. She lowered her muzzle to the ground to drop the stoats at her feet and then lifted her head. Datura? She called out with melodic tones, her vocals questioning her out of the darkness. She doubted she would leave her pups but a simple response would suffice. I am Lichen, one of the newer hunters of Kairos. Are you hungry? Lichen spoke quietly but loud enough for Datura to hear her easily. She inhaled, smelling both the muskiness of the cave and the scent of newborn babes. Her tail wagged gently at the thought of their tiny bodies with sealed eyes and ears, but she dare not move. She would only proceed when welcomed and did not want to be disrespectful or disrupt the newest members of Kairos. Adrenaline and excitement raced through her veins but she only exuded confidence. The pure white femme waited for Datura's words, hoping not to be rebuked on this particular day.


notes: yay props to Lichen for trying to be nice lol
tagged: @datura + @xena1
muse: decent
word count: 731
status: complete.

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Datura’s eyes had fluttered shut, the draw of sleep nearly irresistible in the dark, comfortable cavern. Suddenly, she became aware of another’s presence, and an unfamiliar voice beckoned her, gentle as a song. ”Datura?” Both ears flicked forward as caution crept. Undoubtedly, the pups were safe here on Ina’mos. No intruders could find their way onto the island without being detected relatively soon, and the cavern was not the easiest for a foreigner to find. ”I am Lichen, one of the newer hunters of Kairos. Are you hungry?”  The diminutive fae’s focus became alert as the hunter introduced herself from a safe distance – a wise choice, given that new mothers were notoriously protective, and Datura was especially so. She was caring for the young of an alpha, not some random idiot loner or lowly subordinate. Datura was in no position to turn down food, and in spite of her continuing struggle to stay awake, perhaps it would be nice to speak to someone who could actually hear her. ”Yes. Starved, actually,” she admitted with a wry laugh. ”Please, come in.”

She had yet to meet all of her pack mates. During her pregnancy, she had made a point of avoiding strangers, but she had to make an effort to learn the names and titles of each of her cohorts on the island. They were a pack, after all, and a pack did not exist with one wolf alone. She needed them, whether she would admit so or not. Kairos was constantly growing, their numbers expanding by the week, it seemed, which made it rather difficult to keep up with everyone who came into their ranks. The pack had blossomed in less than a year. Datura had been living on Anikira for almost a year. Her life could not be any different, one year following her first encounter with Goliath. Now, the promise of new litters was imminent for the pack. Hunters were valuable as the population skyrocketed.

The scents that tainted the white female’s fur were mingled, confusing Datura’s keen sense of smell as she tested the air. She was quite certain that Lichen had met Titan, from her smell to the gentle swelling of her abdomen. Perhaps others would not notice the fae’s condition, but Datura was all too familiar with the signs of pregnancy, the suffering that accompanied it, and, worst of all, the birth. If indeed Titan had claimed the snowy huntress, then Datura suspected she was in for traumas similar to her own. She thought of Zohartze briefly, pregnant by the same brute, presumably, but the smells of Lichen’s kill were too enticing. Mercifully, it did not occur to Datura that her own alpha had claimed the same femme.

When the other appeared, Datura regarded the pale hunter with a tired smile and a brief nod. ”I am beginning to wonder if I have given birth to wolves or leeches.” Her eyes fixed on the prey with anticipation, and she could not help but smile despite her cautious approach to the unknown Arctic girl.  She craned her neck backwards so that Lichen could see the unusually large litter.  Datura's pride was difficult to miss, but her eyes remained on Lichen, ever careful. ”I see, however, that you may be discovering the joys of motherhood for yourself soon enough.”

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tag: Lichen + @xena1

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Her muzzle stayed raised for the moment as she continued to inhale the scents around her. Along with Datura and the pups was Goliath's scent and a chill rushed down her spine causing her hackles to raise. The pain had been excruciating enough when Titan had first penetrated her and her pure white pelt had been dyed crimson with the act, but along with the pain came pleasure. When Goliath had entered her it had been just pain and had briefly left a bitter taste in her mouth. But overall Lichen could not understand why it happened or why they had chose her for that matter. Originally when she had considered giving herself to a male she had never imagined that she would be giving herself to two males. In fact she had never even heard of such a thing until it had happened to her. And now she would not know as to who fathered her pups, perhaps both. Lichen didn't want to think of that now though, her wounds were still fresh and although she was sore she did not show it. Her pain tolerance had always made her one of the best warriors and she wasn't about to start showing any weakness. Yes. Starved, actually. Please, come in. Datura's voice brought her out of her thoughts and briefly she lowered her muzzle to pick up the stoats she had caught. Carefully she moved closer, all four stoats hanging from her maw. I am beginning to wonder if I have given birth to wolves or leeches. Lichen gently placed the stoats before Datura and let a smirk cross her face, They definitely seem content. She remarked quietly as she caught a quick glimpse of the newborns. I see, however, that you may be discovering the joys of motherhood for yourself soon enough. Lichen let her eyes lock with Datura's and slowly she responded. Indeed I am.. It is both exhilarating yet terrifying. Datura it is no secret that you have a specific bond with Goliath.. Which is why I need you to help me understand something..

Lichen paused then, the same shivering feeling rushing down her spine. She didn't even know how to explain what had happened, and it wasn't that she was confiding in Datura, she just needed to know how to understand Goliath from someone who knew him best per say. She lowered her haunches to the ground then, allowing her plume to wrap around her paws. There was no trace of the act she had participated in other then the slight swelling of her abdomen. She had rinsed everything off of her as soon as they were done with her, feeling as grimy as ever. I mated with Titan.. He is my first..ever. But..Goliath.. He..um. Joined. That was the best way for her to put it. She did not want sympathy and she was sure Datura would show the same amount of hatred towards her as she did the rest of the females that mated with him, but Lichen was looking for any explanation to grab onto. I don't even know how this happened.. I'm confused by it all.. I just know it's better not to fight them.. Her words were the truth. Any female that tried to fight a Kairos male hardly stood a chance. She turned her gaze to Datura's stomach then when she heard little yelps and much to her surprise there was a pure white pup. Completely untainted with a pink nose. Oh wow.. Is that an.. Albino? The word sounded so foreign on her tongue but she was instantly curious. Albinos were beyond rare, and this pup was one in all forms as well as significantly large. She was astounded as she gazed at it. He or she.. Is beautiful. She spoke softly and for the moment not taking her eyes off of it.



notes: love this thread
tagged: @datura + @xena1
muse: decent
word count: 800.
status: complete.

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She wasted no time devouring one of the dead animals placed before her, too famished to wait and disinterested in proper manners. Lichen was fortunate to be there, one of the first wolves to see the heirs of Goliath. Still, Datura was grateful to the pale stranger. Her mood had lightened considerably – until her comment regarding Lichen’s suspected pregnancy elicited a response that Datura was not anticipating. Something had happened. ”Indeed I am.. It is both exhilarating yet terrifying. Datura, it is no secret that you have a specific bond with Goliath.. Which is why I need you to help me understand something..” A curious expression painted her façade as Lichen spoke of her alpha, and Datura noticed the subtle movements when she spoke of Goliath. Her heart sank with every word that parted the white wolf’s jaws. ”I mated with Titan.. He is my first..ever. But..Goliath.. He..um. Joined.”

The words registered in the new mother’s mind like a load of bricks, heavy and stunning in her honestly, forthright and appalling. The amicable smile slowly dissipated from Datura’s pale muzzle. Twin pools of chestnut narrowed in disgust at the mental image the other’s hesitant words created in her mind’s eye – both beasts, ravenous as the mating season drew closer to its conclusion, bodies heaving and excited, and the white wolfess trembling – in terror, in ecstasy, it made no difference. She had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. But Datura could not excuse her for her part. Lichen continued speaking, and Datura said nothing, sharp tongue silenced by the news the other delivered along with the stoats. ”I don't even know how this happened.. I'm confused by it all.. I just know it's better not to fight them..”

”Oh wow.. Is that an.. Albino?” Instinctively, Datura’s head lowered to hide her young from view, still glaring at the Arctic stranger. ”He or she.. Is beautiful.” Frustrated by sudden change of subject, Datura was silent for a long, lingering moment. Lichen stared at her pure white firstborn son and the creeping suspicion returned. Datura’s sinewy muscle tightened unconsciously beneath her pelt and her wariness was apparent in her posture, the air now grown tense between them.  Her skin crawled at the revelation.

Not today. The pride melted away, displaced by surprise and ire. The situation was too much, her exhaustion too great. Finally, a weary sigh parted her lips. She shook her head, trying to shake the ugly image from her mind, lids half closed as she regarded the white she-wolf with ice in her timbre. ”What do you expect me to say to you?  Hm?” Lichen’s was a vile act, taken by two brutes, and while she claimed she had been ignorant, Datura’s opinion of the Arctic fae was already decided. Had she come to upset her, to flaunt her pregnancy? The emotions were overwhelming. She was no longer hungry, but a paw extended to drag the stoats closer to her litter, who she guarded with neck craned and muzzle tipped. ”I have no interest in hearing the sordid details of every female that he claims. This – ” Her head jerked in Lichen’s direction, eyes falling upon her sides once more. There was no stopping what was to come, eyes ablaze with irritation. Her pups were only days old. Why was her joy stolen away now? ”Why are you doing this?  Why did you come here?” It was unfair to Lichen’s pups, and to her own. They would never know if their father was an alpha or if it was Titan, if they were brothers and sisters or not. She knew nothing of the litters sired across the bay in the lands of Valyn. Her interests rest within Kairos, with every bitch that whelped a litter.

Another scent, one more familiar than Lichen's own, wafted into the dark den, and Datura's attention flicked away for a split second.  Her body did not move, still encircling her young protectively.

words : 770

tags : Lichen + @xena1

ooc : ohh boy..
Xena will be entering soon/now ;3

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Nearby, always watching, always careful, the large, masked female wandered through the trees, seemingly patrolling the den that her charge had chosen. She had agreed, before the birth of Datura's pups, that she would stay by her side and protect her. Both from the males of the pack, as well as any potential threats to her new family. Today she had strayed a bit further than she had meant to, though she was making her way carefully - and quickly - back in the direction of the mexican wolf's resting place, silently praying that her lack of attention had not proven to bring harm to her friend. As she neared the caves, the scent of another filled her nose and instantly brought further tension to her muscles. She pushed forward quickly, though she made sure to breathe deeply to further investigate the scent's contents. There was Kairos all over it, as well as the beta and alpha's scents. But there was another scent, that she knew very well from sticking beside Datura during her pregnancy.

This wolf was female, and pregnant. Likely not too far along, but even pregnant, she posed a threat to the tired female and the helpless pups that resided inside of the caves she had surely entered. She paused for a brief moment at the entrance of the caves, unsure of whether or not Datura would welcome her abrupt presence, but the call to protect her charge was much stronger than her concern for Datura's feelings and preferences. She was sure the smaller wolf did not see her as a threat to her pups, though as she entered and moved further into the make-shift den, her pace was slower. It was when she easily sensed the tension in the air and Datura's unhappy expression came into view on the opposite side of the white stranger that the threatening growl rumbled in Xena's throat. ”I have no interest in hearing the sordid details of every female that he claims. This – ” She had heard their conversation - briefly - during her entrance to the den. ”Why are you doing this? Why did you come here?” Datura did not sound happy, and from the posture she could clearly see from around the tiny white wolf, it was even more clear that this stranger was not very welcome.

She moved further forward, the deep growl still in her throat as she towered over the small white wolf that sat before her charge. She knew better than to harm a pregnant Kairos wolf, for Goliath would look down upon such a thing, but that did not mean that she would allow the small mexican wolf or her family to be put into harm's way. Carefully she walked forward, brushing her way easily past the white wolf and placing herself next to Datura carefully. She kept a small distance between herself and the mother, but not enough that the smaller wolf could not reach out and snap at her if she wished to. She doubted that the red-hued wolf would do so, but she also doubted that she would do much damage if she did. Right now, however, her attention and focus was on the white wolf and preventing her from upsetting the tired mother further.

Words: 550
Tags: @datura, Lichen
Muse: low

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No more distractions her eyes were brought back to Datura and instantly she could feel the tension. She could feel the unease as it rustled through her, perhaps she should have never come. Her peace offering was shattered but she had never been a liar and Datura needed to know of her situation - before she heard it from someone else. What do you expect me to say to you? Hm? I have no interest in hearing the sordid details of every female that he claims. This – Why are you doing this? Why did you come here? She watched as she moved the stoats closer as well as moving her body so that it was wrapped protectively around her newborn babes. I didn't come here to hurt you, or your pups. I came here to apologize. She barely had time to speak before a brute of a female was charging through the den, a thick snarl erupting from her chasms. Quite the impressive guard dog. She didn't even flinch as the wolf strode past her to take her place besides Datura. Lichen shifted her gaze to the newcomer, acknowledging her for half a second before rising off of her haunches. She returned her gaze to Datura once more, this time her words sincerely genuine. I'm sorry I came. You need your rest. If your in need of anything else to eat let me know. She shouldn't have came, but she wasn't going to hide anything. It wouldn't be fair for her pups or Datura's, but it had occurred and nothing would change it. With one last glimpse in the newcomer's direction she turned on her haunches, her pace steady as she made her exit from the den. This had been a rocky start to meeting Datura, but in time they would speak again. Lichen planned on it.




notes: short and sweet
tagged: @datura + @xena1
muse: decent
word count: 444
status: complete.

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Datura had no qualms with those who could be honest when lies were as natural as breathing to many. Today’s cruel honesty, however, had come at an inopportune time. Even the muscles were tense in her exasperated façade as she stared at the Arctic femme. Datura possessed neither the will nor the energy to fight. On the contrary, she was so damn tired, she felt as if she would burst into tears if she attempted to speak again. She was too sleep deprived for this today. It was not just Lichen. It was everything, on top of the trauma of giving birth for the first time to a litter of giants. The hormones and conflicting emotions were too much and her exhaustion too great. Soon, the hormones would subside and she would feel normal again, but now, she could only shake her head. It was not a sense of disbelief – she was not naïve enough to suspect Lichen was inventing her story. The circumstances were too shameful to invent. ”I didn't come here to hurt you or your pups. I came here to apologize.” Why apologize if she was innocent? Silently, she studied the other’s snowy physique. Lichen had come for more, had even said so herself – she had come with the knowledge of the bond Datura shared with her alpha, seeking some great secret that would reveal the inner workings of Goliath’s ferocious thoughts.

Mercifully, Xena’s timely appearance seemed to convince Lichen that their encounter had been a grave mistake. Datura was more grateful than ever to see her friend’s dark masked face. The diminutive fae’s head dipped in silent greeting before her focus returned to the expectant Arctic girl, the barely-noticeable swell of her belly that others would not have detected at all as she turned away. ”I'm sorry I came. You need your rest. If you’re in need of anything else to eat, let me know.” As she watched the pale huntress depart, Datura could not guess how she would feel about the white female after their initial, unfortunate meeting. Her opinion would undoubtedly change once the litter arrived and there was little question left about who had sired them – the pups would resemble their true father more than the alpha who had also been present for their conception, and Datura would come to believe each pup from the coming litter was indeed Titan’s. Still, there would always be a dash of uncertainty. There was no lupine Maury on Anikira to clear up these uncertain cases. The Mexican fae remained utterly quiet as other’s snowy pelt vanished from view altogether. She would have to thank Lichen another time for the food she had brought, nearly forgotten in the tension.

How could she explain her enduring loyalty to the beast to Lichen or the other bitches that followed? How could the others understand what she had come through to become the mother of Kairos? Many would not comprehend Datura or the position she had put herself into, willingly, before Messoria and Lichen and Kairos itself. The indignity of being one of many was inconceivable. But she was still not like them, and soon, she would have a suitable title to honor her that no others could claim. Datura thought of the ancient deities so many put their faith in and trusted, how many of them had taken multiple lovers or consorts to fulfill their needs. If the gods were allowed their dalliances, than certainly, her alpha could, as well. In her world, he was no less than the Great Wolf himself. His actions were not only excusable, but justified, even if Datura had no personal desire to learn of every intimate detail.  Goliath would not be tamed as their god Fenrir had been.

Xena was unlike all the other females of Kairos. With Xena, there was an unspoken respect and trust. A funny look appeared on Datura’s ruddy features after seconds had crawled by silently between the two, and she looked up at the much larger female, brows knit in concern. ”Xena, if you are here to tell me that you are carrying pups as well, I will scream.” Her feigned worried expression melted into a coy smile. Of course, she knew this was unlikely, and this was why she trusted Xena so completely. She would not throw herself down in front of the first brute possessing power that stumbled upon her during her heat, when all of the other sexually mature females had been claimed by one leader or the other.

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tags : Lichen + @xena1

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Holding on to her natural silence and aloof personality, the masked female remained quiet and still as the light colored wolf made her exit. Obviously glad to see her go, the enormous female then turned to her friend and charge as she was finally addressed directly. Almost instantly, the masked face relaxed and she dropped her aggressive and dominant posture. This wolf was no threat to her, no, the mother that she had been protecting for so long was her friend. She slowly lowered herself down onto the other female's level, taking away the distance between them as she laid down in front of her. "Heaven's no. No pups for me!" She said, shaking her head and laughing softly at the other female's words.

She knew they were meant as a joke, but it was obvious that she was still upset and shaken. It was then that the darker wolf's eyes turned down to the little bundles that scrambled and suckled against the mexican wolf's belly. "They're beautiful, Datura. These males are going to be powerful Kairos warriors some day. And these females are going to carry strong pups for Kairos and become skilled hunters when they grow up. Though, who knows, maybe they'll follow in my footsteps." She said, laughing softly and resisting the urge to nudge a little female that had strayed maybe a bit too far from her mother. "They're all so big and healthy, my goodness Datura, how did you survive this?" She added, laughing softly and shaking her head. It was no mystery how large Goliath was, and even Xena herself could not imagine birthing his pups if she were Datura's size, especially so many of them.

"Is there anything you need?" She asked, tilting her head slightly and leaning back so that she would not be tempted to jostle the little pups back into their mother's embrace to keep them away from herself. Sure, they were cute-ish, but Xena had never really been partial to puppies. All they did was poop, cry, eat, sleep, and repeat. Over and over again. And they were so time consuming. She was sure Datura got almost no time to herself, and the rare times that the other female left the den were likely only for water and relieving herself before she was forced to return to her helpless infants once more. The tall, dark female could not understand why a wolf would put themselves through such torture. But, her personality differed greatly from her friend's. There was a connection, a commitment, between her and their leader that the female warrior would never understand. But then again, she really did not care to understand it anyways.

Words: 447
Tags: @datura
Muse: Low
Notes: I am so sorry this took so long and is so freaking short

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"Heaven's no. No pups for me!" Datura was relieved, though not surprised, to hear Xena’s response, and had no reason to believe the larger femme was lying to her.  "Of course not."  Xena did not strike her as the type presently striving to conceive a litter of giants, as many of the other females had. The idea of a litter produced from a union between Xena and a male was rather amusing – for one, Datura could not guess which male she would deem suitable to give her a litter in the first place. Still, with a warrior for a mother and an equally impressive sire, any pups birthed by the muscular fae would undoubtedly be marvelous creations. Xena was different from the she-wolves Datura had encountered before and during her time spent with Kairos, non-nonsense and fiercely independent. Silently, Datura thanked the Great Wolf for the gift she had discovered in Xena – loyalty and protection, someone she did not need to compete with.

A smile spread ever wider across Datura’s muzzle as her friend spoke. She knew her pups were special, but it was satisfying to hear her own opinion of her offspring spoken on the tongue of another. "They're beautiful, Datura. These males are going to be powerful Kairos warriors some day. And these females are going to carry strong pups for Kairos and become skilled hunters when they grow up. Though, who knows, maybe they'll follow in my footsteps. They’re all so big and healthy, my goodness Datura, how did you survive this?" Datura could not suppress the laugh that rumbled in her throat at Xena’s question. Quickly, she controlled the sound, unwilling to wake the sleeping pups. Her voice lowered to a whisper. ”Only Fenrir knows.” Her eyes flicked to the Fenrir was watching Kairos, and Datura could only assume the god was pleased with what he saw unfolding in the mortal coil. ”To be truthful, I never imagined myself in this place – a mother, and part of a magnificent pack. This is more than I had hoped for,” she admitted. ”How much has changed in one year’s time…” She mused aloud.

Xena questioned, "Is there anything you need?" Now, her hunger was satisfied now, thanks to Lichen’s gift. She could imagine the white wolf slinking off in shame for what had happened to her, what she had allowed to happen. Datura looked back to Xena, eyelids heavy and body worn from the lingering exhaustion and pain that had accompanied her lengthy birth. ”All I need is sleep, if they will allow it.” She gave a short nod toward the pups. ”Will you stay near, Xena? I would feel safe to rest in peace, knowing that you are close.” Truly, Xena was one of only two wolves she trusted with her life, along with their leader. She was fairly confident that Goliath would never jeopardize her safety, anyway, and Xena had different ambitions than Datura, and thus, had no reason to wish harm upon the newborn heirs.

words: 527
tag: @xena1
ooc: no worries!
this will be my last reply here,
on to conquering!

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The tall female's head nodded lightly as the other wolf spoke, easily following her words as her eyes remained on the tiny bundles that were huddled against her belly. It seemed like they had fallen asleep for the time being, so she refrained from speaking and risking the action of waking them. Instead she nodded once more moving slightly away from the other female - for she was not one to 'cuddle' by any means - and laying down near the entrance of the birthing den she had chosen. For now she would rest here, close enough so that Datura could call out to her in whispers if she was needed, but far enough away to provide protection should someone decide to come barging in with intentions of harming her charges.

There was little potential for such a thing to happen, but she would be careful, just in case. Kairos had plans for the future, and Xena had no doubt that Datura and the alpha's offspring would definitely be a part of them. She would not fail in her duties, and as she had promised to keep Datura safe per her friend's request, she would do as she had said. The task was simple now, but who knew what little monsters and trouble makers the large litter of pups would turn out to be. Hopefully, with any luck, they would become loyal and powerful Kairos wolves one day. But the days in between, those would be full of running around and wreaking havoc, no doubt.

She shifted slightly, crossing her paws in front of her and letting her back lean against a nearby rock that was between her and the little family. It was comfortable enough, not that she would be here forever. Hopefully Datura could get some rest, and though Xena lowered her masked face down to rest her chin on her own paws, she remained awake and alert for now. Sleep would come later, but for now she would watch over her charges and her friend, making sure that no harm came to any of them. Perhaps, one day, her loyalty and determination would pay off in the form of a stronger, powerful pack.

Words: 364
Muse: Low
Tags: @datura
Notes: Xena's last post in here ^.^ and sorry this is so freaking short...

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