Paths of Confusion [Kiva]

[Mythril]

The brisk wind danced it's merry way across the snow covered landscape, stirring the loose flakes into a playful flurry that only added more depth to the drift that lay at the base of a pile of boulders. It was as common as the stars in the sky, especially given the wintery season. Still what was unusual was the statue like figure that lay atop those boulders, watching what resided below in complete silence. This was a good land, led by a benevolent alphess. In these lands the lone white figure had remained for a few short weeks, had stayed and thrived. But still the scared one did not belong, despite the friendship she held with the alphess. It was one source of sorrow that filled the slowly thawing walls of the ice wolf's heart. A week or so ago, Mythril had felt the urge to explore, to continue her self education into medicinal herbs though she had never expected the desire would set her on the path she had long ago buried beneath the tundra of her heart. And it was all due to one smokey wolf who had invaded her time, her thoughts, her every breath.

Captain, the beta of another pack. Those snowy white flanks would expand with a deep shuddering breath that was quickly released in a lengthy sigh. Why could she not shake him from her thoughts?!

Slowly that sleek lupine cranium would lift from her paws, while the rest of her form remained unmoving, lounging sphinx like on the tallest boulder amid that particulat pile. How she wished she had the courage to ask the only wolf whose attempt at friendship had been persistent enough for Mythril to have accepted it. Maybe Kiva would know what was wrong with her. But even if the alphess was available and nearby, Myth wouldn't lay her feelings bare, habit would cause the snow and shadowed wolf to withhold what troubled her. And to ask the source of her confusion would only end in embarrassment, and that was hardly dignified.

The clear unblinking gleam of those pale pale brown eyes stared out over the snow covered terrain below unseeing. Lost in the thoughts that crowded her mind. Again she heaved a heavy sigh for the thousandth time this day. Her focus turned inward, for once completely unaware of what surrounded her. One may think that the exposed twisted scars that covered her left shoulder, and neck would be a bother in these chilly tempatures. But the unseemly ridges and dips of rough exposed flesh did not seem to phase the female, who sat motionless. Even the left ear that lay split in two stood complete still in the frozen air of the mountains.

Within her minds eye two paths lay before her, and neither was one she would have considered walking before now. To be part of a pack meant opening one self up to trust, companionship...hurt. Though she would never admit to it, her heart trembled with fear at the very prospect.



Word Count: 509
Muse: Epic
Tag: Kiva
Notes: I kinda feel sorry for Myth...all confused hehe

[Kiva]

It was, undoubtedly, one of Kiva’s favorite seasons. The blanket of white that covered the ground offered a winter wonderland playground and a gorgeous change of scenery. She wondered how Sasha, her only remaining pup out of sixteen, was enjoying her very first winter and what she thought of the snow. Surely she enjoyed it as much as all of her siblings had. With a sigh, Kiva remembered her very first litter. She remembered the way Anima and her uncle had played together, constantly starting snow fights with another. Or how they would gang up on her and cover her with the soft substance. She remembered how Kiba and Tsume had taken the opportunity to have a different terrain to fight on, burying one another beneath the snow. Or how Luna, Kiva’s little twin, had been so delicate with it. Trying her hardest not to leave paw prints when she walked as she didn’t want to mess it up. Oh how the snow made her miss those days. She would give anything to have even just one more day with all sixteen of her pups and her brother back her side. Sadly, though, she knew that would never happen. But, now wasn’t the time to let her thoughts dwell on the past. Now that she was finally an alpha again, or this time an Aesir, she had matters at paw that she had to take care of. Right then, that meant finding the newest possible addition to her pack, Mythril, and finding out rather or not she planned to stay. Kiva hoped she would but wouldn’t be mad if she said no. With another sigh, she set off to find the snowy white female. As she walked, she watched the wind pick up trails of snow and she swore she saw her brother disguised as the flying flakes. It made her heart ache and yet it gave her hope, silently thanking him for giving her signs that he was still with her. She knew he would be proud of her and proud of the pack but still, she wished he was there to lead alongside her as he always had instead of her ruling alone. “I love you, brother” she whispered before catching the scent of the wolf she was trying to find. Finally, after a few more moments of walking, Kiva spotted the lone figure of a female sitting atop several large rocks. Her figure blended in almost perfectly with the snow around her. Her pale yellow eyes seemed to be glazed over, clearly lost in thought, and so, not wanting to disturb her, Kiva went a sat quietly next to her. After a few more silent minutes of allowing her own thoughts to drift back to the past, Kiva finally decided to speak up. “I see I am not the only one who thinks today is a good day to think and reflect,” she nodded with a gentle easy going smile, “May I ask what’s on your mind?” If the female shook her head or said no, Kiva wouldn’t be offended. They could be personal thoughts that she didn’t want anyone to know. Mythril

[Mythril]

A scent danced upon the wind, given the ease with which it was brought to the sensitive nares of a black tipped muzzle and who the scent belonged to, Mythril assumed that the Alphess did not wish to conceal her presence. Which in turn meant Kiva was purposely seeking the reclusive white wolf's company with a purpose in mind. It wasn't lost on the snow and shadowed figure why the alphess had chosen to seek her out. Mythril had barely interacted with any other member of the pack, and had never once come close to where the pack dens. Instead she had kept to her solitude, observing at a distance with no real understanding as to how she could possibly fit. She wasn't family, did not wish to creak her heart open to the possible bonds that could be had. It all ended in sorrow and heart ache.

In the end she had spent most of her time after her initial recovery period exploring the vegetation. Seeking what was familiar and unfamiliar and how the unfamiliar could be applied medicinally. It had been on one such excursion that she had met Captain. In a few short hours the charm and sincerity of the male had wormed it's way beyond the chill that surrounded the ice wolf's heart.

Though she was lost in her own thoughts she was aware that Kiva approached, and rather then disturb the silence that surrounded them, the silver wolf with the strange crescent moon over one eye merely chose to lounge beside her high upon that chilly boulder, watching the winter wonderland that spread below them. After some time had passed in companionable silence the alphess finally broke the quiet, lifting her voice with an inquiry.

That single undamaged soldier twisted, flickering in her direction. The only movement in the statue like figure made for another long endless moment before finally.

Sides expand as a heavy breath was pulled deep into those lungs before it was released on an even heavier sigh. The whispery words that rose on a voice as temperate as the landscape below. "I do not belong, in this world or any other. The path I have walked for nearly the whole of my life is one I chose in order to guard against further damage." Still she made no move, as the snowflakes from above began to trickle downward in a gentle snow, blanketing the prone figure that lay beside Kiva.

"Long ago, when youth was as blissful as ignorance I ran with a pack. My mother and father were the alphas. It was not a large pack, but neither was it small...." Mythril spoke softly almost as of she were not aware she was actually speaking aloud. "We were out learning to track when my brother, Obsidian, wandered off. We didn't much pay attention as he was prone to such things, a curious one he was. But this day was different, he disturbed a grizzly fresh from hybernation. The pack, my uncles, aunts, mother, father, they all tried to protect us pups. But in the end it was in vain. I can still hear my sister and brothers screams of pain....of death."

That cranium twisted allowing the long pink muscle of her tongue to slide free, easing between ivory daggers to slide over the twisted flesh that no bit of fur would grow. "Scars never fade...and are never forgotten." That quiet solumn gaze shifted to the pale silvered wolf at her side. "I have not become a part of a pack since that day. I should have died, along side my family. But the two legged devils had other ideas."

Falling into silence that gaze turned away once more, to stare unblinking out across the lands below.



Word Count: 634
Muse: Epic
Tag: Kiva
Notes: Oooooh she told Kiva! -gasp-

[Kiva]

Kiva waited patiently as the white took a deep and almost shaky breath before answering her question. Though she listened quietly, the alpha still found her head shaking slightly. “My dear,” she spoke sweetly yet confidently, “We all belong in this world. That was hard for me to believe for a very long time, but I see now, it is very true. The gods put us here for a reason and though we may not understand what that reason is, we have to trust them that they know what they are doing.” She sighed to herself after she finished talking. If it wasn’t for the trust and faith she had put into the gods she worked for, she certainly would not have lived past that fire. She would have laid down beside her brother and died alongside him. But, she knew the gods would have killed her in that fire if it was her time and so she kept living. She didn’t know what she was living for though, until she broke off from her old pack and once more became an alpha. That was when she knew everyone was here for a reason.

It wasn’t until the white female continued to speak that Kiva could feel herself shutting down, retreating back to depths of mind. The more she mentioned hearing the screams of her family, the more Kiva could hear the screams of her own brother and pups. The fire burning and destroying them, the tree falling onto her brother’s back, paralyzing him, her teeth closing around his throat until he had taken his last breath. Without realizing it, she had begun to shake, her form noticeably trembling all the while a whimper or two escaping from between clenched teeth. She shook her head desperately trying to clear her mind but knew there was only way to get the mental suffering to stop. She needed it to get it off her chest.

With a hard swallow and another whimper, she closed her eyes and forced herself to talk, “I was born into a very special bloodline. As the story was told to me, the gods created our line for the sole purpose of working for them. Becoming one with nature, spreading their world, and being examples for all others. When they created us, we were told that at least one wolf born of every other litter would be marked with a crescent mark in the color of one of the five elements. It was my litter’s turn to be blessed with the mark and both myself and my oldest brother were born with it. Mine was blue and around my eye as you can see, his was white and on his forehead. Our parents knew he was special and wanted him to be the next alpha, I however was the omega. I was the runt of the litter after my mother killed my younger two sisters and so, I was the last to eat, last to learn stuff, and the outlet for the pack, But, my brother Cato and I had a strong bond, despite the completely different ways in which we were treated. We would often sneak off and go on our own adventures. We’d always get on ourselves in trouble but it wasn’t until the day of our first birthday when everything went downhill. We had snuck off and gotten back really late. Our parents had, had enough and father attacked brother, leaving mother to deal with me. We were able to stand our grand but, we knew we’d have to run, for they never let us continue living in that pack and so we did, with threats from both of them to never return. We ran for a while before we finally found a clearing in the woods. We decided that we would claim it as our own, start our own pack ruling together as siblings and our pack would be called Tala.” After that she trailed off, again whimpering. She didn’t want to keep going but she knew she needed to. The longer she kept it in the more torturous it would become and she knew the other could benefit from hearing the story and how she overcame everything so if only for her, she would continue.

“The next year went by and was spent with us learning how to survive and thrive on our own. We would often pass time by sparring with one another and we were rarely more than a few feet apart. But everything changed when I turned two. I stumbled across a male who looked identical to me with the exception of my mark. One thing lead to another and before long, I was pregnant with my first litter. It ended up being two boys and two girls. But sadly, they never got to know their father as he abandoned us when he realized my brother would not give up his position as alpha. My next litter was when I was three, I was taken hostage by a rival pack and raped. I finally escaped but not before I became pregnant and not long after escaping did I give birth to six puppies. Not long after that, did I stumble across a female wolf who had been killed, by what I still do not know. But lying with her were three newborn pups that I simply could not leave behind them. I took them in and treated them as if they were my own. When I was four, I was tricked into having a one night stand and ended up with another three pups…..” that was when the trembling began yet again. For it was time to speak of the part of her past that she dreaded most. Squeezing her eyes shut, she forced herself to continue, her claws digging into the ground beneath her.

“Not long after that was litter was born did my world come crashing down. It was a very dry night, no moisture in the air at all. We had all curled up in our regular sleeping spots for the night and had fallen asleep. None of us were expecting it to be any different from any other night but that was exactly where we went wrong. For somehow, a fire was started and swept through those lands with intentions to kill, and kill it did. I woke up to find myself surrounded by flames and could see no more than a few inches in front of me. All around me I could my eighteen pups screaming, crying, calls of pain and horror. But I could do nothing to save them. I could not see them, and I could not tell what direction they were coming from. I tried my best to find them but my attempts were to no avail. Finally, Cato found me and forced me to run with him, knowing we would only die ourselves if we kept on. We ran as fast as we could but still could not escape that cursed fire. For as my brother was passing a large tree, the fire caused it to fall. It landed upon his back and instead of killing of him, it crushed his back and paralyzed him. The scream of pain that came from him…oh that is a sound I will never forget. His eyes filled with tears and I knew by the twisted look of pain and begging on his face what I had to do. After telling him that I loved him and that I was so very thankful to have him as my brother, I locked my jaws around his throat and did not move until I knew I had put him out of his misery. I didn’t want to leave him; oh I didn’t want to. But I knew if the gods had wanted me to die in that fire I would have and so I kept going and came to Anikira. Once here I joined the first pack I could find and, while I did meet some nice wolves, it wasn’t the pack for me. I ended up mating with the beta and had another three pups but soon after, I took my daughter and left, coming here. It was only after I was here that I realized why I didn’t die in that fire. For I have started yet another pack and am back as an alpha, teaching and working for the gods where I belong. Now don’t get me wrong, the constant pain in my heart from the loss of my first eighteen pups and my brother is overwhelming, sometimes making me wish I didn’t exist. But still I push on, and now I have this pack to fight for, it is my driving force. My pack and my only remaining pup,” after that she fell quiet, allowing a decent amount of time to pass so that the other female could process all that had been said.

“My point is, no matter what the past may have consisted of, the only thing we may do, is learn from it and continue on. In time, we will learn what our paths are and why we have been through what we have. You may not believe it now, but you will. You have a distinct reason for being here, a purpose and a job to do and all you can do is hold your head high until you have figured out what all of those things are. It won’t be easy, believe me, but it will be worth it,” with that, she ended her conversation. She could only hope the female had heard and taken in all the she had said. She knew all too well what it was to like to wish you could die, to wish you could get rid of all the pain. It was a feeling she absolutely hated the thought of anyone else having to feel.