Family Portrait [Rikantha family]

[Harpy]

There was nothing in the world that equalled the comfort and contentment that Harpy found in sleeping surrounded by her family. Nestled amongst the warm bodies of her siblings, the coy-wolf hybrid dozed softly – only just returning to consciousness after a night filled with vivid, exciting dreams. In her dream, she had been chasing her siblings, Rowan, Lyra, and Sirius, around in the dens and down to the aquifer, and when they returned their parents announced that they would finally be let outside to explore the world above ground. So ecstatic was Harpy that she’d bounded ahead of her family, leaving their voices far behind, and just as she reached the blinding bright light of the outside world, Harpy had woken up.

For a brief moment she had been upset that it was only a dream, especially as it felt so real, and because she had been so close to tasting freedom, but the security she had awoken to soon calmed her back down. Now she lay snugly, with her black and white head rested on her one of her brother’s backs. Which one, she could not be certain. She would have guessed Rowan, but in the low light and her half-asleep, dopey state she could not make out the colours, and their scents were all mixed together anyhow. Parting her jaws, Harpy yawned, wide and sleepy, followed by a soft squeak. She would be happy to lie here for a little while longer, the breathing bodies of her family kept her feeling safe and protected, but equally there was a whole day of exploring ahead.

Harpy lifted her head and glanced around, her amber eyes soft and curious. She found that it was Sirius whose body she’d been using as a pillow, the rich array of browns that painted his coat became obvious the sooner her eyes grew used to the darkness. His colouring, along with her sister, Lyra, more closely resembled their mother’s. Her own coat, and her brother Rowan’s, took after their father. Harpy had inherited his intense amber eyes, too, but not his stature. In fact, Harpy was the smallest of all her siblings, even though she was the oldest.

“Hey,” she whispered, wriggling a little as she began to grow restless on her own. “Are you awake?” She poked Sirius gently in his ribs, hoping it would stir him if he weren’t already awake. Then she rolled over and did the same to whichever sibling was at her other side. “Rowan? Lyra?” she continued, bright eyes searching for any signs of movement. Her parents tended to wake up only when they’d been jumped on several times, but she lifted her head to see if either of them had stirred before her this morning.

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Word count: 458
Notes: !!!!!!!!!!!
Tags: Rikez Calantha Lyra Sirius Rowan

[Lyra]

Deep in the rich dream world, every colour was enhanced, all of the sounds heightened in the small puppy ears of Lyra. A vibrant green leaf almost seemed to glow in the iridescent sunlight, vibrating ever so slightly as high-pitched birdsong rang above it. The layer of leaves lining the imaginary forest floor pressed against Lyra's fragile, minute paws, providing a cool, damp texture underpaw. A plethora of aromas drifted through the air, almost tangible in their intensity—something dry and nutty in flavour, perhaps a mouse or squirrel. Warm mother's milk was still lingering as an aftertaste in the youthful coywolf's mouth, but that did not stop the petite pup from seeking out this strange scent in her own little world.

To the sensual little female's disappointment, it revealed itself to be a dream. A dream, and nothing more. A paw, about the same size as Lyra's own if not slightly smaller, pressed into the multihued youth's flank. The paw was soft and fluffy against Lyra's slim side, snowy white unlike the darkness that shrouded the den. Holding a family of six, the den held a variety of smells, although they mostly mingled as one, hardly distinguishable from one another from how much time they spent together as well as their common Airila scent. Perhaps it smelled so strongly and uniquely of family from the constant, soft breath being released into the air, each inhale and exhale audible in the sensitive ears of Lyra.

"Hello? Who's that? What's going on?" Lyra mumbled sleepily. The paw seemed to be gone from her delicate ribs now, but surely they would not have woken her up just to leave? Had she woken up her family?

Still half-asleep, tiny eyelids began to flutter shut as the urge to return to her wonderful dream pulled at her. Whatever this person wanted, it could surely wait.

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Words: 327
Tags: Harpy Rikez Calantha Sirius Rowan
Notes: Sorry for the short reply!
Muse: Great

[Sirius]

If one would look in on the slumbering pile of six, they may wonder at how any of of them could get any rest at all. Whether it was someone strewn across the floor under several forms or slightly twisted half in, half out body that served at both pillow and blanket, the family pile seemed to breathe as one as they blissfully slumbered together. One of these forms twitched as he slept, little paws unknowing batting the fur of whomever slept nearest to him as he dreamt of running. Quiet yet excited little sounds slipped his lips in the real world as he barked within joy in his fantasy. The chase was on in his head, but he wasn't the fluffy little pup he was now but a long legged and sleek adult who could do as he wished and whenever he wanted! 

The bright colors were blurred as he ran by them disturbing the previous serenity as he thundered by, loving the power he could feel in his legs as they propelled him onward with nosing of growing tired. He could run forever as long as the earth unfolded before him.

The blissful feeling faded quickly as a cold, wet nose jabbed his ribs. Dark eyes opened to slits to see what was going on. His sister, Harpy, had her head on his side and prodded him to wake up. "Do you hate sweep?" He mumbled, his speech impediment more obvious first thing in the morning. Flopping over onto his other side, Sirius was bound to fall back asleep with the names of his siblings being rattled off in turn. 

Try as he may to return to dreamland, it was at a loss. Sighing heavily, he rolled back over to look at Harpy. "What going-" He murmured a bit louder but was cut off by a massive yawn which flashed the bright pink of his mouth. Once it passed, he stared at her, blinking owlishly as he waited for an answer without finishing what he was going to say before.

Glancing around, he wondered if they were the only ones up. He caught Lyra's words but she didn't seem eager to awaken. ""Whoa-wan?" He called his brother, trying to pick him out in the mosaic of furs. Were they the only two awake?

Harpy Lyra Rowan Rikez Calantha

[Rikez]

Rikez was alone. The trees stretched upwards into an ebony night sky—starless. The earth beneath his paws was cold on his pads, and his nails dug in as he trotted through the forest. Things were bare and still, unnaturally still for the Shyia. It was if the entire world was on pause, frozen in time, and he were the only soul on the move. It was an eerie feeling, and yet… the black brute was not afraid. In fact, he felt lucid as he traversed the thin undergrowth. He wondered where Huginn was, but a moment later dismissed the thought. She would come to him if he needed her. She always did.

This thought brought his mind to his mate, Calantha. He could picture her clearer than anyone else, her slim muzzle turned in a small smile, the fire bright in her eyes, head high and tail higher. It was strange, not having her here with him. He flicked an ear. His paws slowed until he was standing. Trees flanked him on all sides. There was an emotion inside him he couldn’t quite put into words. There was a reason he should be with his mate right now… but what was it.

It was as if a cloud was filling his mind with a dense, gray fog. He couldn’t shake it.

I should be with her, his mind repeated. But why?

Anxiety crept into his limbs, soaking his fur, saturating his thick pelt until he could feel it weighing him down. With a jolt, his amber eyes flew open and the forest was gone.

He stirred, and the movement rippled through the pile of wolves in the den. Immediately, Rikez could feel his racing heart slow and his tense muscles relax. The scents of his family mingled around them all. It was a new scent, a smell that was already familiar in his nose. It was part Clanatha, part himself, and altogether something separate from both of us. It was easily described in one word: comfort.

The pups were already awake. Harpy’s light chirp could be heard from behind him as the young coy-wolf tried to rouse her siblings. A moment later, he could hear the others join in. It was only a matter of moments until their racket woke Calantha. It was a typical morning—a lazy morning. With a groan, the black brute lifted his head and blinked down at the pile of pups on the den floor. He looked from Lyra, whose eyes were blinking blearily in a half-sleepy daze, to Sirius, whose mouth was stretched in a ferocious yawn of tiny canines and pink gums. ”You all sure make quite the racket in the morning,” Rikez observed, even though this was no news to him, or to them.

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Count | 474
Tagged | Calantha Lyra Sirius Rowan Harpy
Muse | Excellent
Notes | I’m so excited for this!!!

[Rowan]

Rowan lay next to his siblings, every fiber of his being teeming with excitement. He was not asleep, as all of them seemed to be. He was too awake and ready for the day to still be sleeping. But he kept his excitement to himself, knowing that his sisters in particular would not enjoy being awakened. Instead, his new eyes, still barely able to focus on much and definitely not able to process sights and colors quickly, looked around at everything and nothing in particular, just enjoying the colors. His eyes seemed to almost vibrate as he moved them around, still learning control over different features of his body.

As Harpy spoke, he let out a quiet yip of an answer to let them know he was awake. “I was awake first!” he stated defensively as if it were important who had been awake first. He looked over at Lyra who spoke next but seemed to only want to continue sleeping. He frowned at her. How boring. But nevermind about her. He glanced expectantly at his brother, waiting for a response. Surely he would be ready to wake up and play.

Whoa-wan?

Rowan giggled a little at the fact that Sirius still could not say his name. The dark pup often wondered if Sirius was just slower growing up or if there was something wrong with his mouth or tongue and if he would always be speaking that way. But his brother’s impediment did not bother him. Rowan thought of Sirius as his best friend – the one he wanted to do everything with and get in trouble with. Obviously, it would be better if the getting in trouble bit didn’t happen, but their parents seemed to have a supernatural way of knowing when they were up to something.

“Yeah, I’m awake,” the black coywolf answered his brother. But as if his thought of his parents had woken them, it was then that his father stirred and spoke.

You all sure make quite the racket in the morning

The pup frowned, an indignant expression on his face as he responded, “It wasn’t me! Harpy stepped on me!” he quickly blamed his sister, hoping to divert attention to her instead of himself.

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Words: 371
Muse: good
Tags: Harpy, Lyra, Sirius, Calantha, Rikez
Notes: aww he’s so cute.

[Calantha]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Calantha had been enjoying a particularly wonderful dream involving she and Rikez hunting – though in reality she was likely too small to be of any use to him prey-wise – when the first high-pitched notes of her children’s voices trickled into her consciousness. She had proven to be very much the doting mother from the moment they’d been born, fretting over them and watching each move they made as they grew. She knew they would not be so small forever; already Sirius and Rowan were growing at alarming rates, proving once and for all that they’d inherited their size from their father. While Lyra and Harpy remained downright tiny, favoring their mother’s stature, there was still evident of their growth all around her. And so it was that Calantha had allowed herself to spoil them while she still could, bestowing upon them all of her love. One day soon they would be old enough to venture out on their own, to learn to hunt and spar and live, and she would be so very proud of them. But for now…

It was Rowan’s indignant tone that ultimately drew her fully from her slumber, her ears twitching as her head lifted, saffron eyes opening to gaze at her wonderful family gathered around her. Her maw stretched wide in a yawn as she took a moment to gather her wits, before she was glancing to each of her children, noting with wry amusement that Lyra did not seem as eager to awaken as her siblings were.

”My goodness,” she murmured, already reaching out to swiftly groom each of them, her tongue smoothing down any ruffled fur that lingered from their slumbers. ”Where do you all get your energy from?” When she was satisfied with the young ones, she turned her attention upon Rikez, for even her mate was not spared from her grooming. And then Calantha pulled away just slightly to smile at him, the familiar joy that had settled within her shining in her gaze. It was nearly surreal how very happy she was, with Rikez and their four lovely children occupying her time.

Once more she glanced towards the mass of small bodies nestled at her side, her muzzle spreading into a smile as she looked at them. ”So, now that you’ve gotten our attention,” she began, ”what would you like to do today?”



Words: 383
Tags: Harpy Lyra Sirius Rikez Rowan
Muse: Good~
Notes: ugh the cuteness ;-;

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[Harpy]

As her siblings began to rouse at her prodding, Harpy beamed delightedly. Their range of reactions made her snicker, particularly Lyra, who seemed more interested in going back to sleep than starting the day. “Wake up, sleepyhead!” she said, faux exasperated, as her sister began to settle back down, before half climbing over her brother’s body to tug gently on her ear with her tiny, needle-like teeth. Although she wasn’t heavy, she quickly removed her weight from Sirius’s body in case he felt angry at being climbed over so early in the morning. His familiar voice, lisp and all, drifted from his half asleep form.

“Do you hate sweep?”

“It’s not time to sleep, it’s time to wake up,” she argued. Harpy loved to sleep just as much as the next pup, but the possibility of today being the day that they got to leave the dens was a far too exciting prospect to sleep through. As if to demonstrate the point, she finally stood up amongst the pile of resting bodies, giving her fur a brief shake to rid it of dirt and sleep.

Rowan’s indignant response caught her attention, and his words caused her ears to flatten atop her head, a small scowl crossing her expression. “You were not!” she squeaked. Somehow Rowan always seemed to bring out the competitive streak in her, because for some infernal reason he made everything into a competition. “I’m always the first one awake.” It wouldn’t have mattered if he hadn’t mentioned it, but now that he had, Harpy had to have her say.

Their parents were the last to awaken, and Rowan went on to blame her for causing the racket. Childishly, she stuck her tongue out at him and then turned away from him, electing to be the bigger person by ignoring him completely. Luckily their mother distracted her, leaning over to groom her fur back into place. She giggled at the funny sensation of her mother’s coarse tongue. “It’s because we’re pups,” she explained patiently to her Calantha, after she’d inquired where they got their energy. “Pups always have more energy than grown-ups.”

But it was her next words that truly captured Harpy’s attention.

“What would you like to do today?”

Harpy’s amber-orange eyes lit up with enthusiasm, a small gasp escaping her maw. “I think we should go outside!” she said immediately, turning back to her siblings for support. “Don’t you?” Maybe if they all badgered their parents to let them out, they would give in this time.

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Word count: 420
Notes: ~
Tags: Lyra Sirius Rikez Rowan Calantha

[Lyra]

As much as the tiny she-coywolf would have liked to drift back into dreamland, it seemed that such an action was not possible due to her family making such a racket. Already with a heightened sense of hearing, Lyra heard every word, every syllable, how one sound flowed on to the next and observing how Sirius' young mouth created his lisp. She groaned, exasperated, and decided that, perhaps, she might have to get up.

Forcing weary, still fragile legs to stand, Lyra looked around. Her vision was bleary from sleep but the small female still enjoyed her ability to see with her pup-blue oculi and took in what pretty sights she could. Still slightly tired from sleep, Lyra found herself stumbling into her mother's legs and stayed there, huddled against her warm, soft fur as she watched her rambunctious siblings squeal beg to see the outside world. Suddenly, the coywolf found herself wanting very much to be awake. She could finally go outside! What was outside?

Huddling closer to Calantha in an attempt to win the coyote's agreement, Lyra said, "Please, mummy? Daddy? Can we go outside? I'll be good, I promise!" She made an effort to add a squeak that was intended to be what her parents seemed to call 'cute'—cute seemed to be a good thing, so Lyra tried to be it in her efforts to be allowed outdoors.

With a young pup's racing mind, Lyra wondered what would be beyond Leh-Luh-Lee-Leruh-Leruhlm-Lerelm! Why were territory names so difficult to say? Who even named them? And what other territories were there? Lyra knew that she had been born into a pack called Airila, one promoting equality and happiness among its members. What she did not know, however, was what Airila's territory was like. Well, she could not wait to find out! Her family would be there as well. Lyra loved her family, and she did not think that saying those three words would be particularly significant. It was just an everyday saying to the family-oriented pup and it was true—besides, it might win Rikez and Calantha's permission to go outside.

"I love you!" she squeaked, more enthusiastically than she had intended. Would her parents hear the underlying effort to make them give in to their pups' desires or would they not notice that they were being convinced more into letting their litter out?

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Words: 422
Tags: Harpy Sirius Rikez Rowan Calantha
Notes: Aww Lyra's adorable
Muse: Great

[Sirius]

A small crossed the multi colored pup as he heard his brothers voice claiming to be the first one up. It didn't matter to Sirius who was up first but he knew Harpy would take the bait. As long as they were up it was all good. Stretching out he looked around at the moving bundle contentedly. Father moaned about the ruckus but Sirius just laughed his small, squeaky laugh. "But you have fun with us, daddy." He countered, scrunching up his nose in defense.

Then his face melted in protest to the cleaning of his mothers tongue. "Mama!" He squeaked in protest although he didn't really mind the attention. It was nice to have some one on one moments with her even in a group. Three siblings could be a lot to contend with sometimes but being rather a laid back boy most of the time. After she had finished and about to move onto someone else, he flicked out his small pink tongue and licked her chin.

Then an outside adventure was mentioned by Harpy. He had mixed feelings on the matter, a first outing was a big deal. Lyra started working her magic which just made him roll his eyes, she was a piece of work. He looked to Rowan to see his opinion with a gleam in his eye. Outside would open opportunity for more adventure. Rowan and he were always up to something, sure his brother was generally the ring leader but Sirius would have his moments.

He remained silent on the matter until the others would have all chimed in. Besides mom and dad could still put a halt to the idea so he didn't want to badger anyone into it. Instead he just glanced for one family member to the other, innocently and sweetly as he could.

Rowan Calantha Rikez Harpy Lyra
this is awful but I didn't want to make you guys wait.

[Rikez]

The words had barely left the black brute’s mouth before Rowan’s dark, storm-colored ears perked up. His son’s tiny snout wrinkled in a frown, causing his brow to crinkle and yellow eyes narrow as he blamed the nearest sibling. He was about to chide the lot of them for being so loud, but no sooner had he opened his maw did Rikez felt his mate stir. Every morning he woke up next to her was like a tiny shock of lightning to his heart. As if she were bringing him to life after a sort of conscience comatose. He smiled, he couldn’t help it. And her yellow eyes blinked once before she smiled back. A small thought came to him then. I hope we always wake like this. Safe and together and without any doubts.

The moment was broken almost as soon as it was there. So was the life of two new parents. (Two new parents who barely knew how to raise pups of their own, no less.)

The children were beginning to chomp on each other, their squeals that of both delight and annoyance as they tested their baby canines on each other. Their energy was brimming, bubbling over, and Rikez let out a huff of breath as he prepared to get up. There would be no keeping them in this den for much longer. He and Calantha had discussed it, and he was relieved as she turned to their pups, tongue rasping over their pelts as they squirmed around them. Her voice was cheerful, despite the rude awakening. The black brute knew Clanatha would never be annoyed by their pups. She was always fussing over them. Even Rikez wasn’t safe. She let her tongue run over him too, the touch tender and sweet. Then, she finally said what was on his mind, ”What would you like to do today?”

Her words sent a ripple through the small group as if she had kicked a stone into the mirrored surface of a lake. Harpy was the first to speak up, her voice cutting over all the fuss. Naturally, they all wanted to go out. The two adults let them clamor on, especially Lyra, who seemed determined to beg her way out of the den. Rikez’s maw curled into a small smile as he shared a glance with his mate. ”I don’t see why not…” he allowed, knowing his small amount of relenting would set them all into a fit of more energy. The only one who looked unsure was Sirius, and Rikez was sure to give him an affectionate nod, letting him know it was alright to be unsure. It was definitely a contrast to his bouncing sisters.

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Count | 458
Tagged | Calantha Lyra Sirius Rowan Harpy
Muse | Okay
Notes |  Sorry about the quality guys, it isn’t my best. <3

[Rowan]

Rowan looked at Harpy as if she had just personally insulted him. “I was, too! And you are not always the first one awake.” Under his breath so only she could hear, he hissed, “Liar.” For some reason he did not think his parents would appreciate him getting into a fight with his sister this early in the morning, although his mother had never given him a reason to think she would ever be upset at him. Even having been awakened so early her thought was first towards what they wanted to do. Not that the selflessness was noticed by the dark pup. He took it for granted as all young ones do.

Even if Harpy had not immediately piped up with her opinion that they should go out, Rowan would have immediately chanted Outside! until his parents had caved. But the fact that Harpy said it first and turned to the rest of them as if expecting them to go along with her caused his eyes to narrow in stubborn determination not to let her be the boss. But after Lyra had already caved, he didn’t think it mattered too much. He jumped up and ran into his mother, tumbling over before pulling himself up again. “Outside! Outside!”

He looked over at Sirius, expecting his brother to be ready to play and join him in coming up with a fun adventure outside. “Right, Sirius?” Rowan was shocked to notice that Sirius seemed to be the only one not excited to go outside and only had a reply for their father but not to their mother’s question. But.. they were brothers. They were supposed to want to play together and do fun things together and get in trouble together. Rowan took the few steps over to his brother and nudged him playfully. “Come on! It’ll be fun!” It would be fun. Rowan would make sure of it, even if Sirius was skeptical.

Rowan looked up to his father as he seemed to agree it sounded like a good idea and skipped around tumbling over all his siblings in his excitement to get to the exit. “Then let’s go! Come on! Get up!” he yelled at his siblings, eager to see what kind of world existed outside of their den.

Words: 379
Muse: good
Tags: Calantha, Harpy, Lyra, Sirius, Rikez
Notes:

[Calantha]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]The moment that Calantha mentioned the word ‘outside’, each of the pups responded with varying levels of enthusiasm, and though Calantha had thought they could not possibly become more energetic, she’d been wrong. She watched with growing amusement as they began to beg and attempt to convince her, with Harpy attempting to rally her siblings to the cause while Lyra took a more direction approach, cuddling into her mother’s side and squeaking an enthusiastic but slightly out of place ”I love you!”. Calantha laughed, tugging Lyra closer to nuzzle her daughter, her affection clear as she watched the chaos unfold before her. Sirius, at least, seemed content to patiently await for his parents decision, offering only a gentle lick to his mother’s chin, while Rowan chanted his excitement.

Calantha’s gaze moved instinctively to meet Rikez, who seemed as amused as she was as he agreed to the outing. And so Calantha also dipped her head in acceptance, watching as immediately Rowan tumbled toward the exit, tiny tail wagging madly in his excitement. ”Slowly, now,” she told them as she stood, careful not to knock over Lyra with her movements, though she doubted the tiny balls of fur and energy even knew what the word slow meant. She took a brief moment to stretch, working the kinks from her muscles, before finally she padded over to her mate, falling into step beside him as she herded her children towards the entrance.

”You may explore once you’re outside, but do not wander from our sights,” she told them, her voice echoing in the caverns as they as they moved through them, until at last a halo of light was visible in the distance, a telltale sign of the waiting world. Calantha ducked carefully out of the caverns, pausing outside as her paws touched grass. It would be the first time that her young ones experienced the feel of the earth beneath their paws, or saw the sky above them; already she was anticipating their enthusiasm, eagerly awaiting to see how they responded to their surroundings.

Moving just slightly out of the way of the dens, she lowered herself to her haunches, her bushy tail fanning out behind her as she gestured to the clearing beyond. ”Go on,” she told them encouragingly, before directing her wide, happy smile towards Rikez. It seemed so surreal that she had built such a wonderful life with him, complete with four beautiful pups, two of whom were already swiftly growing, making it apparent that they would rival the size of their father. It was, undoubtedly, the happiest Calantha had ever been.


Words: 434
Tags: Harpy Lyra Sirius Rikez Rowan
Muse: Good
Notes: aww < 3 such an adorable family!

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[Harpy]

There was seemingly nothing that could dampen Harpy’s good mood, not even her baby brother being argumentative. As an older sibling it was her duty to be the bigger person, but even that had its limits. Amusingly large ears flattened atop her skull when the word ‘liar’ was hissed at her, outrage and anger beginning to form on her face – but before she had a chance to reply, she was practically trampled by her siblings in their eagerness to leave the den. Harpy couldn’t blame them, and instead she found herself completely caught up in the whirlwind of pups. Flitting from one extreme emotion to the next, Harpy’s ire dissipated the moment her parents gave the okay for them to leave.

A small squeal left her maw, an expression of pure delight on her face. She could hardly control her excitement; every fibre of her body was desperate to see what the light of day had to offer. Keeping close to her mother’s side as the family bundled their way through the caverns, squeaky, excited chatter resounding around her. She glanced at her siblings, eager to see their reactions, and discovered, unsurprisingly, that they were as delighted as she was.

As the dark cavern gave way to a new, illuminated world, Harpy gasped and stopped still in the mouth of the cavern, scanning the scene with a slack jaw. There she remained for a few heartbeats, until her body was once again renewed with energy and she bounded forward haphazardly into the clearing. It was so…Bright! She didn’t know there could be so much beauty in any one place. Everything around her was bursting with life and colours: vivid and inspiring. For a while she couldn’t speak at all, so struck with awe and the overwhelming happiness she felt.

After ploughing through the grass and leaving a large Harpy-sized trail, she turned back to her family, though only her eyes and ears were visible over the grass. “Isn’t it beautiful?” she called, her ears twitched wildly to catch all the new sounds. Mother was seated by the entrance, contently watching the scene unfold before her. Eagerly, the black and white coy-wolf raced back to her siblings, leaping and bouncing as she did, just because she could. There was so much space here, it was unbelievable. She could run forever in this meadow.

“Lyra!” she called to her sister, skidding to a halt in front of her and nearly barrelling into her. Her growing legs were taking some getting used to, and having so much space would, too. “What’cha doin’? Wanna play?” Of course, Harpy wanted to play with her brothers, too, but she assumed they would be off exploring together as they normally did, no doubt causing trouble for their parents. She glanced around to catch sight of them, having lost visual on them during her enthusiastic romp.

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Word count:478
Notes: sorry that this sux ;_;
Tags: Lyra Sirius Rikez Rowan Calantha

[Lyra]

Lyra laughed, a squeaky, high-pitched puppy giggle, as she watched her brother's reaction to their mother licking him. Blue eyes, not yet those of an adult, scoured the chaotic scene unfolding before them, looking away from the two similar-looking wolves to observe the rest of her family. As her eyes took in the haphazard chaos in the den, her ears focused on the words spoken by her ebony father, his voice a lot deeper and gruffer than those of his children, from both adulthood and his gender. Rikez essentially gave permission for the youthful litter to go outside, and soon as the words reached the coywolf's mottled ears, the rainbow of sounds and sights dissipated from the pup's thoughts and she bounded outside.

Barely paying heed to her mother's warning, Lyra's petite paws swung wildly at the ground, leaving the warm fur of Calantha and following her older sister to what lay beyond. Her eyes widened at the magnificent sight, taking in everything quickly, as if it would vanish if she took too long.

A plethora of colours splashed the canvas, dazzlingly bright light illuminating them. Some soft green plant tickled Lyra's mottled paws; strange chirps and trills filled the air; dry, musky scents whirled through the air, along with sweet, tasty-smelling aromas touching the fae's nares. She did not know how to react, instead standing there, rooted, admiring how pretty everything looked.

Her reverie was only broken when her sister called her name—"What’cha doin’? Wanna play?" A goofy grin spread onto the young canine's face, gangly legs sprinting towards Harpy. "'Course I wanna play, Harpy." The grin transforming into a mischievous smirk, Lyra added, "But you're gonna have to catch me first!"

Before her sentence had even finished, her out-of-proportion body was speeding away, the multihued pup making sure that she did not stray too far. She did not want a scolding from her parents nor to face any of the scary things that apparently lay outside of the family's den.

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Words: 369
Tags: Harpy Sirius Rikez Rowan Calantha
Notes: Kinda suckish but I don't want to hold the thread up <3
Muse: Decent

[Sirius]

Rowan and Harpy's bickering was just part of the normal music of the days Sirius knew, he didn't really at much attention to it much unless things got really rowdy between them. After all, he had to think about this outside world that was seemingly encroaching on him. Papa had caught his eye and even nodded encouragement to the multi hued pup which made him smile back in response. Rikez always seemed to understand when Sirius just wasn't sure of things, sure the others acted so confident and sure of themselves while Sirius felt like he was the only one with moments of insecurity. Maybe he was just the only one to show it, sometimes he tried to convince himself of that. But it was still hard to believe when he didn't see it in his own siblings.

Finally, Rowan's energy got to him and Sirius stumbled his way over to his dark brother and nudged him playfully. He would follow Rowan faithfully, especially with the encouragement from their father. "Wight Woah-wan." He lisped his way towards the he light even as his mother began her list of warnings and instructions for the outing. 

It was just so bright. Upon reaching the sunlight, he stood there stunned for a few minutes as his eyes fought to open, blinking so much he didn't really see much at first except for a couple blurred glimpses. How did anyone get anything done in this light? Looking down at his paws until he could keep those yellowing orbs pried open for more than a second, Sirius tried again and scanned the endless world open to him now. Everyone faded away, all the squeals and cheers of excitement were nonexistent for those first precious moments of being outside of their den. "Wow." A breathless exclamation as his little head swiveled back and forth, drinking in as much as he could. This was unreal!

Harpy and Lyra were already at play, so he looked for Rowan but not until after he beamed up at both his parents and stepped further into the mesmerizing beauty. He wondered what his brother had already cooked up in that ebony skull of his. 

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i love puppies <3