Kallik stirred softly in the warm grass, blinking blearily in the sunlight that caressed her sharp features. She glanced behind her, smiling grimly at the silhouettes that were her beloved pups, snoozing in their seemingly ever-smaller den. As they grew, it appeared to shrink, and as they were a little more than half their adult size, they managed to take up quite a bit of space, so much so that Kallik could no longer sleep next to them. She turned back, lying her head sadly upon her creamy white paws. A whimper escaped her lips as she closed her eyes once more, and a few tears trickled down her stunningly beautiful face. It was sharper, but softer at the same time; her cheekbones stood out, as she did not eat much, although her beloved Kyra, the runt of the litter, fed her mother as best she could. As the months wore on, the Mackenzie fae's appearance became less hostile, and more open, yet strangely sad. Her pups were healthy enough, growing well and turning into fine young adults, but...Kallik ached for Vorilye. It was true, he had essentially banished her, scorned her and made her a fool, but she still loved him.
Looking back towards the den once more, Kallik's emerald eyes fell upon Taqqiq, and they softened, becoming warm once more. He looked exactly as his father did, though he had his mothers' eyes. His twin, Tike, was exactly the same. Copies of the one whom she yearned every day of her life for. Kallik blinked, and then stood, moving closer to the den and scenting it. Yes, she could see Taqqiq and Tike, as they were the largest of her five pups, and she had assumed that they were hiding the others from view. She could scent Karima, and as she stooped down, she saw her nestled in the corner, but where were the other two? Kyra and Tibiki....they were the more adventurous of her pups. Kallik sighed, realizing that they had probably sneaked past her whilst she'd slept. This did not particularly bother her, as she knew they couldn't have gone far, but she scolded herself for being so inattentive.
The russet-furred wolf muttered to herself, then backed away, deciding to go and look for the two absent faes. In order to distract herself from Vorilye, she decided to give them another lesson in hunting. After all, they would soon hunt for themselves, without any help from her. In all the months that had passed, Kallik's hunting prowess grew, and now she was quite adept at catching her own food. She threw her head back and opened her jaws, ready to call for her remaining children, before she caught movement from the corner of her eye. Thinking it was her missing pups, she turned to face them, only to find that she was facing a fully grown cougar. Kallik froze, fear and shock spanning across her face, terror in her eyes.
The cougar was closer to the den, closer to her pups. Her heart stopped as the feline let loose a shrill yowl.
Words;; 513 Muse;; Not bad! Notes;; Wow, I'm surprised I was able to crank this out with so much ease. I'm glad I kept her. <3
How many pups did it take to catch a silly rabbit? Clearly, more than two. Tibiki had gotten a little too excited at the end there, giving the meal a chance at life. It had crossed onto Kyra’s blind side, and though she’d darted after it, she hadn’t seen the tree. Even as she trudged sullenly towards the den, she could feel the blood trickling down her brow. The runt cast a dark look to her larger sister. “This is all your fault, Tibiki,” she growled. The larger wolf appeared about to respond, but Kyra simply cut her off with a low warning growl.
She was in one of her moods. Again. Everything about their adventure had been glorious while it lasted. The thrill of being out of bounds and away from Mother, bragging rights to the others, all that. It was enough to make any pup’s head spin. But it had been short lived, as most endeavors of the sort are. And after failing to capture the rabbit, Kyra had declared it was time to return to the den. Once in sight of Mother, the runt could sulk in the den, away from the foolish femme that had messed up the whole hunt. The others would likely tease her for the injury she sustained while Mother coddled her, as usual. There was just no escaping the affectionate side of Mother.
And it wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t out of pity for the tiny creature.
As she had during their adventure, Tibiki walked on Kyra’s blind side, alerting her to roots and obstacles with tail signals. Despite being extremely angry with the larger femme, Kyra obeyed the signals to avoid further injury. But once she was in the clear again, Kyra would shuffle a short distance from her sister, as if the smallest amount of contact would cause her physical harm. It certainly felt that way sometimes. It didn’t matter. The den was just up ahead.
Tibiki froze, causing Kyra to pause and look back at her sister, puzzled. The older femme looked absolutely terrified for some reason. Just as Kyra went to ask, a strange noise rang out, causing the runt to leap back a few steps. That was a scary sound! And it was close to the den! She remained rooted to the spot until Tibiki rushed past her. Not wanting to be all alone with that scary noise nearby, Kyra hurried after her sister, keeping her muzzle pressed against Tibiki’s flank.
The pair appeared on the opposite side of the den as the scary noise, and both made sure to remain hidden in the bushes to investigate. Kyra froze. There was a large monster near the den! Mother’s attention was on it, though from her body language, she was clearly frightened. Mother was in danger! Kyra made to rush forward, but Tibiki blocked her path, simply shaking her big head. It took a moment for it to occur to Kyra: if they went out there, they might be killed by the monster!
But what about Mother? And Taqqiq and Tike and Karima? They would be killed too! Irritated, but obedient, Kyra remained hidden, all muscles poised to make a run for it, should things turn ugly.
words:: Five-Hundred and Fifty-One muse:: A little rusty for her, but still pretty good tags::The family <3 mood:: Annoyed at first. Now scared and feeling helpess ooc:: So there is some major godmodding of Tibiki in this post...which is against the rules, as we all know...And if there are issues with it, I will edit the post. But we couldn’t just leave Tibiki out of the loop T^T
Taqqiq's flank rose slowly as he slept, his breathing soft and steady, and every once in awhile one of his paws twitched as he dreamt. A soft growl, a low whimper, and the young male rolled over, nearly squishing his twin brother Tike, who lay closest to the den entrance. The black brutes' flank rippled and then seemed to collapse in on itself as the wolf gave a rumbling snore that shook the walls of the den. Taqqiq twitched again, though he slept on, nestling into his brothers' fur for comfort and warmth, just as he would do with his mother. Meanwhile, next to Taqqiq and squished into a corner at the very back of the den, was his sister Karima. During their nap, the adolescent brute stretched his long limbs, succeeding in taking up what was left of the space, and trapping his poor sister against the cold, rocky walls. She didn't seem to mind though, as pups generally slept through most anything. Still, it was quite the pitiful sight, her form absolutely encircled between her brothers' legs.
A rustling sound snapped Taqqiq out of his rather fitful rest, and he yawned before his green gaze came to rest upon his mother, who was backing away. He wanted to call after her, but he didn't want to risk waking up his siblings. With another huge yawn that shook his whole, bulky frame, he struggled to untangle himself from his siblings. It was proving difficult, as Tike was just as large as he was, not to mention the fact that he was tangled up with his sister and his head scraped the earthy ceiling of the den whenever he moved. Groaning, he tried to force his way out of the den, but all he managed to do was give himself a scraped shoulder. Taqqiq was about to give himself another shove, but at that moment, the young Mackenzie heard a noise that he would never, ever forget. Nor would he forget all the images and memories that were soon to come.
A loud, shrill yowling noise came from outside of the den, and he stared in horror, nearly mimicking his mothers' expression perfectly. It was the biggest creature he had ever seen! It was a soft tawny color, it's eyes a fierce, violent-looking shade of coppery-yellow. It's ears were rounded and tipped with black, and the creatures' body was thin, lean, and very muscular, with a large, thin tail. He knew it was some sort of cat, because his mother had described it before, but the name of this monstrosity eluded him. He blinked rapidly and let out a yelp, trying to get Kallik's attention. The thing stalked towards the den, and his eyes widened as he squished himself back into the den, inadvertently shielding Karima. His brother, however, was exposed. "Tike, get back here!" he yelled, trying to grab his brothers' scruff and yank him backwards. There wasn't enough room for all three of them; the cougar snatched Tike as Kallik launched herself at it, emerald orbs blazing like fire, snarling as she had never done before, the hackles on her body raised. It was quite something, to see his mother, so bold and so careless of her own safety. Taqqiq knew then just how much she loved her pups, but unfortunately, love is not always enough.
Word Count;; 556 Muse;; Wow, it really picked up. Mood;; Comforted, then terrified. Notes;; <3 First post with Taqqiq!
Post by Wildlife [NPC] on Aug 24, 2012 11:15:23 GMT -5
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She paused and reflexively crouched down, not believing what she stumbled upon. A large wolf standing out in the open and coming up behind was them. She mentally spat the last word recalling her failed hunt earlier this morning. There she was, waiting for the antelope to come within leaping range, and here come two errant pups chasing after a rabbit! A rabbit! Of all creatures to prey upon, they choose one of the lowest of the low… Inadvertently, their noise crashing through the tall brown grass alerted the antelope and the small herd took off. The pups had not even realized she was there, lying in wait.
Not wanting to scare the frail prey creatures further away from her position, she sulked off in hopes that her hunt could continue later on, after the pups wandered back home. And here they were, standing in front of her. The only thing that stood in her way was their mother, by the looks of it, her keen golden eyes picking up on the family resemblance.
Cougars did not normally attack wolves, especially if they were not alone. One cougar against a pack of wolves was a suicide attempt. But one skilled cougar against two wolf pups and their weakling mother, now maybe that could be done.
Effortlessly the female cat could cover the distance between her and the two juveniles’ further back in a two leaps; though the first would land her right at the heart of the den site, near the entrance, and the second she would be on top of the larger of the two youngsters. Screaming and yowling in anger, she launched her self from her place of cover. Initially her plan was to startle the mother wolf; just enough so that she would move out of the way in order to avoid the imminent attack. Only to make way for the cougar to land, and strike once more at what the mother did not see, but Elvira did.
Unfortunately, Elvira had not taken into account what could be inside the den… The mother, instinctively trying to protect her offspring that were fast asleep inside launched herself at the cougar without hesitation, although not without fault. Elvira not only weighed more than the mother wolf, she also had the upper hand when it came to gravity, she was already on her way to touching back down.
Landing on top of the who was now awkwardly splayed beneath her she hissed and growled her warning and set her eyes back on her prize; the two youngsters just beyond her reach, the two who fouled up her hunt this morning. Golden eyes blazed with fury as she locked onto her target and prepared to pounce.
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After months of hunting her down, the scent trail was much too fresh for it to be aged. Vorilye had finally found her. He had tracked down Kallik, and she would finally own up to her lies and deception against his pack.
Vorilye had done the useless femme a favor by bringing her into his pack. All he had ever shown her was kindness and understanding, and to be stabbed in the back for a mad grab at power, attempting to pawn off some foolish loner's pups as his own, she was pathetic. How could she ever believe he would sire pups with her? The only time he had been with her was a moment of weakness which had not happened with another femme since. He was too wary of another trickster trying to worm her way into his heart. Well, he would not fall for that trick twice.
His lip curled back, exposing the wickedly sharp fangs of a fully mature male wolf. He was not alpha for nothing. His strength and will was unparalleled, and it was the reason he had held a seat of power for so much time. Sure, other wolves had driven him from his last pack, but it took several of his pups, along with their mother's manipulative words, to get them to turn against him.
The brute's vindictive thought train was instantly shattered when he heard the yells of juvenile wolves beyond the brush. His ears perked in alarm; had Kallik really birthed those bastard pups into this pack? However, he did not have time to deal with them. There was obviously trouble - like the sap he truly was, Vorilye charged forward, exposing himself with a snarl as he leaped at the cougar. There was nothing around him but that cougar. The cougar, and Kallik's piercing green eyes that had tortured his dreams for months, nearly a year. His entire world was slammed as the hatred and betrayal he had felt swirled around him once more.
Vorilye slammed into the female cat, knocking her from Kallik as the cougar eyeballed something off to the side. He did not care to worry about what had seized the cat's attention; for some reason that he could not fathom, the brute had swooped in to save a wolf that had caused him nothing but trouble. Month after month he had waited for this moment; the time when he would be able to look the traitorous femme in the eyes and punish her for what she had done. But standing over top of her, he felt the hatred flee from him once more. He did not truly want to hurt her.
The brute backed away from Kallik, his ears falling back as his tail tucked slightly. "I.. I.. I can't-" the alpha wolf's voice trailed off as the screams of one of the juveniles assaulted his senses. Never before had Vorilye been struck dumb. But at this very moment, he stared in absolute awe at the wolves the cougar now had chosen to turn against.
They're... They're...
He could not even collect his thoughts. Everything was crashing around him. She was telling the truth. The words resonated through his mind as he stood there, doing absolutely nothing to stop the cougar who was now stalking after two of his children. He could not move. He could not breath. He could not think.
What have I done?
Count | 582 words Muse | Pretty good! Tags | Kallik, Kyra, Taqqiq Notes | He's sort of family... right?
Last Edit: Sept 2, 2012 19:18:53 GMT -5 by Vorilye
Vorilye || Mackenzie Valley Brute || Eight Years Old
Green eyes, filled with confusion and fright, blinked in surprise as they saw a black and gold shape flit in and knock the cougar away. For one moment, Kallik’s shocked mind thought it was her son Taqqiq, for his voice had called out just moments before. It was not until she saw her son, huddled in the den with Tike and Karima, that she started in fear, even worse than the fear the large cat inspired: Vorilye. As the great brute advanced towards her, she felt a mixture of blind terror, terrible sadness, and a wanting so overpowering that her feet were wrenched from the ground as she took a step towards him. But then she was flat on her back, hardly knowing how she got there. And then there was Vorilye…his strong, handsome face, and piercing gold eyes…staring at her with hatred so deep that she was sure he was going to slaughter her right in front of their pups. And then it just…faded. Vanished, completely. As he moved away from her, his words hardly audible to Kallik in her dream-like trance, Kallik’s mud-like thoughts turned to the cougar. Where was it now? Did Vorilye scare it off? A scream that stopped Kallik’s heart made her get up with a new fury, which in turn melted away the mist that clogged her entire body and mind.
”Kyra, Tibiki!” she shouted, her jade orbs so wide that the whites of them were showing. She saw the cougar advancing, saw Vorilye staring at his children in shock, saw her other children still huddled in the den. Kallik let out a snarl of her own as she propelled herself forward, knocking the cougar away from her children so hard that it fell, before turning to her pups and shoving them away, towards the den. ”Go, hide, get behind your brothers!” she spat, knowing that her only sons, who happened to be exact replicas of their father, would be able to protect them should the cougar attempt to reach them. She was only hoping that it wouldn’t get that far.
Kallik turned to Vorilye slightly, still keeping an eye upon the cougar, who was getting up dazedly, before she hissed, ”Get a move on Vorilye, I need your help!” As she turned back to the now-advancing cougar, she let out a full, deep-throated growl that made her whole chest vibrate with the sound. ”You will stay away from my family.” Kallik spat ferociously, taking a step forward and arching her tail over her back, raising her hackles as her right forepaw came up, a warning. She would never allow her children to be hurt; they were her life, literally the reason she was alive today. Without them, she would have nothing – not a family, not happiness, not even the will to live.
Had Kallik not been moments away from getting attacked, she would have fallen to the ground, as the full realization that she truly had a family hit her. Perhaps she would have cried – after all, her mother had never cared for her, never showed her a moment of affection, never even named her. Kallik had never had a family of any sort, no friends, nothing. Not even a great aunt twice-removed. No one had cared for her…but now, she had a family. She had pups whom she loved and who loved her back! But this realization would have to come later.
She shot a glance at Vorilye, knowing that he’d came to kill her, knowing that he’d hated the pups he thought were a strangers’, but Kallik swore were his. Kallik knew that Vorilye held little, if any, love for her. What Kallik didn’t know was whether or not she still loved him. If, after the cougar threat was dealt with, Vorilye decided to leave, then Kallik would forget about him. She would have her answers. ’And what if he stays?’ a voice whispered in her ears. Kallik shifted her gaze back to the cougar, taking another step towards it, her gaze now icy, hardened. She shook her head, telling the voice aloud.
”I don’t know.”
Words;; 685 Muse;; Decent Notes;; I didn't expect Vor to come in!
This was not happening. Surely the events unfolding before her very eyes was merely a terrifying nightmare. The tawny monster, eyes narrowed with intent to kill, had launched herself at Mother and the others, loosing another terrifying noise. Kyra remained frozen at Tibiki’s side, watching with true horror as her family was attacked. “Wake up,” she muttered to herself. “Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!”
She heard the cries of her siblings from inside the den. In comparison to herself and Tibiki, the others were the ones in true danger. The den had one exit, and the big monster was too close for them to be able to make a safe escape. “What do we do?” Kyra cried helplessly, not expecting an answer from Tibiki at her side.
When all seemed like it was going to end, a loud snarl entered the scene, belonging to a large black male. At first glance, it was Taqqiq, or even Tike. But Kyra knew that neither pup was quite that large, even if he looked just like them. It didn’t matter who he was, not at that moment and certainly not to Kyra. He knocked the monster off of Mother, sending it...right for her and Tibiki! The larger pup let out a cry of surprise, shoving into Kyra to try and get the runt to move. But Kyra’s muscles had locked up. All that adrenaline was for naught. Staring into the blue orbs of the monster, the runt saw what little of her life she had endured flashing before her eyes.
“No,” she growled, low and threatening. She wasn’t about to have her life snuffed out by some big cat. Hackles rose along her back, lips curled back to let the cat see her pearly fangs, and tail shot up in the air as she widened her stance. She wasn’t about to roll over and play dead. This monster chose the wrong family to attack.
Just before Kyra could throw herself at the monster, the cat was shoved to the side by Mother, who then began nudging the runt and Tibiki towards the den. It took little convincing for Tibiki to make a run for it, but Kyra stood her ground. Hide behind Tike and Taqqiq? “No,” she growled in response. Every ounce of her being wanted to taste the blood of the monster, but higher reasoning had already begun to sink in. She would not hide behind her brothers like some frightened pup (despite being a frightened pup). Kyra gave her mother a stubborn, haughty look before bounding towards the den.
Instead of shoving her way inside with the others, Kyra turned to face the cougar just outside the mouth of the den. She kept a defensive position, ready to fight if necessary. Let the others cower in fear. She would prove, once and for all, that she was able to take care of herself. And if that meant sinking her teeth into a beast twice the size of herself, so be it. But she would not cower behind her brothers and leave her fate in their paws. It was her life, and she was the only one allowed to decide who protected it.
words:: Five-Hundred and Forty muse:: Still rusty with her for some reason =/ tags::The family <3....and Vorilye mood:: Absolutely terrified, and then just down right pissed and proud. ooc:: She is so proud -.-
Last Edit: Sept 4, 2012 21:23:15 GMT -5 by Deleted
As his brother cried out in fear and pain, Taqqiq let out a loud snarl, trying to claw at the cougars' face, which was the only thing he could reach while holed up under the earth. When the cougar hardly recoiled, he made to strike again, but at that moment, a large, black brute launch in from nowhere and cast the creature aside. Taqqiq could only stare at the wolf in awe - he was huge! He was definitely over three feet tall; Taqqiq could hardly see his face. What little he did see, which was his muzzle, Taqqiq noticed that it was gold in color. Just like his was. Now even though he was still a pup, Taqqiq was a smart pup. His mother had always told them how handsome their father was, how Tike and Taqqiq especially looked like him. And this wolf...well, he looked as if he were a larger, older brother of the twins. Was he truly looking at his father?
Stunned, Taqqiq inched out from the den, squeezing his bulky frame out of the dens' entryway. He saw his father standing over his mother, and a snarl rose to his lips, his tail rising. 'Mother!' he thought desperately, bounding towards her. His instincts were about to take over, seeing his father standing like that over the wolf he loved most, and part of him was willing to attack the brute that had sired him, for putting his mother in danger like that, but before he was able to do more than shout, "Leave my mother alone!", the brute stepped down.
Relieved that Taqqiq wouldn't have to make his father move away, he turned back, unsure of what to do. When his sisters' screamed, it was like the entire world stopped. He turned to face them, the horror on his face matching their eyes, but then his mother shouted out, and her dappled figure rushed past him as she attacked the cougar. When she told them to hide, Taqqiq nodded vigorously, wanting to do nothing more than protect his beloved sisters. His ears barely heard little Kyra's retort, but when they did, he growled in surprise. "Kyra, don't be stupid!" he barked at her, glowering as she brushed past him and moved to the den entrance. He scurried back after her, determined to protect his family with his very life if needed.
Despite his frustrations at his sisters' bold, slightly reckless temper, he gave her a lick on the cheek to show his love and affection. At the sound of his mothers' voice, Taqqiq looked up. She shouted to the brute, who was still staring at his sisters', and he blinked slightly. Vorilye? Was that his fathers' name? He assumed it was - Taqqiq and his siblings never had been told their fathers' name, probably because Kallik never wanted them to look for him. But why? Surely they had a right to know about their own father?
Taqqiq was feeling terribly strained, and he felt he needed to move. He was nearly seven months old now, surely he would be allowed to fight? But no, he had to be safe, and watch out for his family. His mother and Vorilye could take the cougar, he felt sure of that, as they were both big, strong wolves. Still, poor Taqqiq felt helpless as he stood there, watching them advance towards the cougar.
Word Count;; 573 Muse;; Pretty good! Mood;; Scared, nervous, stressed. Notes;; Hooray for posting! Uru - I PP'ed on Vor a tiny bit, hope that's okay <3
The cool den floor beneath Tike's black pelt was a nice contrast from his brother's body heat that was right behind him. The whole family well, the pups anyway had been taking a nap. Tike's flank moved rythmically up and down like a clock. His breaths were deep and slow as his brain was far into slumber. The sun from outside touched his golden muzzle and warmed his body further. It was like natures blanket. A warm brother and the sun was all he needed for rest. Though, when Taq rolled over and nearly squished him, the moment was slightly lost for Tike. But, he had air to breath and was sleepy enough to fall back into sleep. Little did he know that his sister was sleeping while being tangled in a mass of legs and being squished up against the wall of the den behind Taq. Had he known that his other two sister were missing, Tike probably wouldn't be sleeping right now. He would be up and searching for his precious siblings. He had been aware that they had left with one another but, was under the impression that they had returned as well.
Just then, he heared his brother voice, yelling at him to get back. He felt him grab onto his scruff. Thinking that Taq had just woken him up for no reason, Tike wasn't pleased. Taq! what are you doing?! Lemme sleep. He hadn't even opened his eyes or smelled the beast cat that was in front of him. He was wriggling in his brother's grasp, trying to get him to let go. Realizing that he was not going to let him go, he opened his eyes and saw the beast in front of him. He had never seen one before in his 7 months of life. He had heard about them but, had never actually seen one.
The beast snatched him up in his teeth. Tike feared for his life. He was a scared puppy in the jaws of the animal. He flailed around in her mouth, not understanding that it would only hurt him more. He uttered a word, mainly to his brother or him mom that they had probably never heard come out of his mouth and would probably never hear again. Help! He screamed for someone to help him. The word felt nasty on his tongue but, he was panicking.
His brother tried to come to his rescue. Clawing and scratching at the beast. The cat didn't back down. His mother then came and shouldered the beast to the ground. Tike went with her but, she dropped him from her grip in mid-fall. His body hit the ground with a thud. Oof. The once soft ground where he usually was rough housing with his siblings was now hard as a rock. He lay on the ground for several moments, trying to recover from the fall.
Suddenly remembering the rest of his family, he pulled himself from the ground and looked over at his family. There was another wolf there who looked just like his brother and himself. He had a metallic gold around his maw just like they had around their muzzles. His paws were the same color as their ears. Mother called him "Vorilye." Could he be his father? Tike couldn't move as he thought about who this wolf would be. He had to be his father, there could be no other wolf similar enough to himself to have sired him.
The cugar was standing over his mother. Tike didn't know what to do. The fear of the cugar over took him. He didn't know whether to help or run and hide. He was torn inside. But, his legs would not move. He had seen the other black brute running at the cugar and Tike was thankful that he wouldn't have to do anything. He starred at the wolf, trying to understand everything.
The cat then turned to his sisters. Kyra began to run. Mother commanded her to go and hide in the den. He was close enough to hear her response as well as his brothers words as well. Well, telling her isn't going to get you anywhere Tike ran to his sister and grabbed her by the scruff and started to pull her back into the den. This was no fight for the blind runt of the family. She needed to be protected. If anyone was going to protect the other pups, it was going to him. Get inside. He growled at her. He couldn't bare to be without his siblings. Tike had every intention of getting inside of there as well. He couldn't fight that big cugar. It had almost killed him, not even fifteen minutes ago! As soon as Kyra would get her butt inside of the den, He would try to squeeze his larger frame in there as well.
((OOC: Tre gave me permission to write this before he was accepted.))
The whirl of activity around the brute finally snapped him back into reality. He needed to do something, and it needed to happen. Fast.
There was a large cat, and it was after his family. This cougar was going after his children. Vorilye did not consciously react. The snarl that rippled through his throat came of its own accord. Large, golden eyes stared down the cat as the large pups scrambled around. Hopefully their mother was smart enough to teach them not to provoke a fight that they could not win. This, he could handle. He wanted them, and Kallik, to stay out of it.
The cougar turned to glare at him, her cat eyes glazed slightly as she realized this was a fight she could not win. There were too many wolves here, and she had been foolish to attack on her own. The cougar started to retreat to the brush, shuffling backward while keeping her eyes fixed on the large brute. His lip curled back in a snarl, further encouraging her retreat.
Vorilye was all but certain that the cougar planned to leave them alone. That was, however, until two noses poked out from the brush behind the cougar. How the f*** did they get back... the brute thought frantically, watching as the two small femmes launched themselves onto the cougar. She turned in surprise, immediately throwing the two to the ground. All the brute could do was watch, forcing his legs to propel him forward but to no avail. He was too far away, much too far to do anything.
With one fell swoop, the cougar slashed open one of the femmes' throats, ending her life instantaneously. But what tore Vorilye apart was watching his other daughter cower in fear as the cougar turned to her, pouncing and ripping at her flesh as he sunk his fangs into the cougar's flesh. The cat yowled as he ripped her from the pup, thrashing the cougar to the ground and jumping on top of her before she could get a claw sunk into him. He snarled, his fangs slashing at the cougar's throat and eyes, rendering her incapacitated in moments.
Adrenaline drove Vorilye as he repeatedly tore and clawed the cat, even after movement from her body had ceased. His body heaved with distress, the blood dripping from his jowls as he kicked the cougar with finality, walking away from her body. He could not look at the two femmes. He could not look at their bodies, their young faces, and know that he was their father, yet he did not even know their names. Until moments before, he had not known of their existence, let alone that they were about to exit his life before he even got the chance to live up to his role as a father. Once again, he had failed his children.
For the first time in his life, Vorilye hung his head in shame. He had failed his family again. The family he had never had a chance to get to know, and two of them were dead.
Count | 517 words Muse | Pretty good! Tags | Kallik, Kyra, Taqqiq, Tike Notes | Poor Vor.
Last Edit: Sept 7, 2012 13:06:27 GMT -5 by Vorilye
Vorilye || Mackenzie Valley Brute || Eight Years Old
Everything seemed seem to move fast, then slow; It was sharp, and then it became unclear, or at least this is how it happened to Kallik. There was Kyra, running and sitting beside her brother Taqqiq. Tike was with them, but as he pushed forward –what on earth was he doing?!- Kallik snarled at him, shoving him backwards. ”Tike, stay out of this, you could never fend off a cougar!” she barked angrily at him, her temper flaring from fear. It was then, as she watched the three pups at the den entrance, that she saw movement from the corner of her eye. It would turn out later to be Karima, lying dead with her throat ripped open. Had she snuck out, tried to sneak around the back of the den and get her older sister? Kallik would never know, but by the time she noticed, it would be too late.
But at present, Kallik turned away from Tike. She moved forward, in unison with Vorilye, and the cougar was retreating. Her heart started to lift – they were safe! All of them were safe…it was going to leave; it wouldn’t be able to fight two grown wolves. Kallik looked to Vorilye, a grin starting on her maw, until she saw his eyes. They held the horror that hers had previously shown, and she blinked in confusion, turning to stare at what he saw, saying as she went, ”Vorilye, wh – “ Hey voice was completely cut off as she stared, horror renewed upon her face, and the scene before her unfolded.
The cat turned, startled, as Tibiki and Karima attacked it. The two pups lost their balance, and the cougar attacked them with such a fury that Kallik had never seen. Karima was killed first, her throat slashing open. Kallik let out a shout of pure agony as her daughter fell to the ground, lifeless, but the sound was nearly drowned in the yowls of the cougar and the shrieks of her second-eldest pup; the cougar had already attacked Tibiki and been pulled off by Vorilye before Kallik truly registered what had happened. As Vorilye battled the cougar, Kallik rushed forward, not to help, but to get to her daughter. Some sort of life still shone behind the pups’ eyes, but as they looked into her mothers’ face, locked on to the emerald orbs, it faded and her body became still.
”T-Tibiki…” Kallik whimpered. Behind her, Vorilye was walking away from the bodies of the pups and cougar. Deep down, Kallik knew that Tibiki was dead, but she shock wouldn’t allow that. No, she had to be alive! The mother whimpered and licked at her daughters’ tattered, ripped fur, cleansing it of blood. When Tibiki didn’t respond, Kallik swayed on the spot. She felt dizzy, the world beneath her paws spinning, crumbling. ”My children.” she whispered, her eyes wide and staring, quite like the does’ she and Kodiak had killed hours before as it had stared into the brute’s eyes…
Kallik turned to Vorilye, feeling as if her heart had shattered into pieces and lay beneath her paws. She stared at him, moving towards him in her returned trance-like state. ”Vorilye…our children…my little Tibiki…my sweet Karima…” She could hardly speak; her words kept faltering, and she sounded confused, as if she wasn’t sure it were real or not. Kallik swallowed, lifting her eyes to gaze into his gold ones. Tears welled up in them, making them sparkle and glitter, as she whispered hoarsely, ”This…this is a dream, right? Yes, I- I’m still asleep. You’re not here, why on earth would you be here…I’m going to wake up…we all took a nap. I – you – they…” She’d started to shake, her body wracking back and forth as words failed her once again. Kallik turned her head sharply, staring at Kyra, Taqqiq, and Tike. ”It’s a dream…” she breathed once more, feeling her body slump to the ground.
Kallik had never once, in her entire life, felt as she did now. She was shattered. Broken. The loss of her to eldest children was worse than when she’d lost her brother, her mother, or when Vorilye had rejected her, and even when she’d been run out. It felt like the end. At that moment, Kallik felt sympathy for her dead mother. ”Is this how you felt, losing him?” she said aloud, completely forgetting the rest of her family in that moment. ”No mother should ever lose their children…” Kallik murmured, curling up as if to block out the rest of the world. What would happen now…?
Words;; 761 Muse;; Good. Notes;; The poor family. ;~;
From the moment Kyra retreated—regretfully—from the battle with the cougar, she felt as if she was completely out of harm’s way. Her brothers both had their opinions on her stubbornness towards mother and the fight—“Shut up, Taq,” “Leggo, Tike!”—and she sent both a dark look. Taqqiq tried to apologize; or maybe he was comforting her; with an affectionate lick to the cheek. She growled irritably, bounding a few steps to the side. When the threat of the cougar was said and done, she would give him a real talking to. He knew how she hated being coddled like that! And in front of some strange brute! (Not that he was paying either of them any mind).
At a safe distance, Kyra watched, bored, as the fight continued. There was a fleeting moment when she thought she heard something from the den behind her. But she brushed it off as her sisters whimpering helplessly within. She didn’t think to turn and see if they were okay.
Or even there.
The strange brute that had rushed to her family’s rescue began chasing down the big cat. Even from the distance, Kyra could see the malice pooling in his eyes. As the cat began to retreat, Kyra began strolling forward, wanting to watch as the once terrifying being tucked tail and fled. Though she did nothing in the battle, there was nothing more glorifying than watching an enemy retreat in cowardice.
But it seemed that the cat wasn’t quite finished with the family. Kyra heard the screams of her sisters up ahead, followed by the shriek of the cougar. She spun frantically in place, racing into the den. Surely Karima and Tibiki were still there! Surely they hadn’t....But they had. The den was void of life. Heart pounding furiously against her ribcage, Kyra shot out of the den as fast as her legs could carry her. No! This can’t be happening!
She reached Mother’s side, eyes widening in horror at the massacre that lay before her. Karima...Tibiki...and the cat...All three were lying in pools of their own blood, lifeless. The strange brute turned from the bodies, walking towards herself and Mother. Kyra didn’t trust this brute, even if he had just saved them all. She stood defensively in front of Mother, growling harshly. He was intruding on their den, their haven. This was his fault!
When Mother started moving towards him, Kyra ceased her growling, turning to watch Mother carefully. Her steps were shaky, as if the ground was about to fall out from beneath her. And then she called the wolf ‘Vorilye’, calling Karima and Tibiki our children. Time seemed to stop as Kyra turned to the strange brute.
Her father.
No. This couldn’t be happening. She took a few steps back, her rear paw bumping lightly into Tibiki’s body. She turned, drawing a jagged breath, peering straight into the eyes of her sister. A severe pain coursed through her body, originating in her chest. Each breath was more painful than the last, every heart beat was like a boasting laugh. She was alive. Tibiki and Karima were no longer.
The runt turned and began nudging her older sister with a low whine. “T-Tibiki...C’mon, Tibiki...I-It’s safe now, you don’t have to lie there like that.” Yes, this was just a game. Tibiki was only pretending to be dead, as a way to cause the cougar to lose interest. Kyra let out a short, humorless laugh. “You don’t have to pretend, Tibiki. The monster is dead. Father...” The word felt foreign on her tongue, and she glanced back at the brute before focusing on her sister again. “F-Father came to our rescue and saved us all!”
She nudged her sister once more before bounding over to Karima. She did the same to the other femme, though a part of the the runt knew that neither would be getting up again. Still, she continued moving from one sister to the other, trying to rouse them from their eternal slumber. She simply refused to believe that they were, in fact, dead. They are simply pretending, the runt convinced herself. And all I have to do is wake them up. Then everything will be back to normal.
But deep down, Kyra knew that life would never be normal again.
words:: Seven-Hundred and Forty muse:: Pretty good tags::The Family <3...and Vorilye mood:: Quite bored once removed from the fight. But once her sister's are dead...She's distraught ooc:: This thread is seriously going to make me cry ;-;
Taqqiq felt as if he were in shock. Too much had happened in too little of a time. He thought back, and he could see it all in his minds' eye: Kallik had been hungry, she'd told Taqqiq that she was going on a hunt, alone. His siblings had all been asleep, but he'd been restless, and so, she'd told him to keep watch. He'd agreed, keeping watch was a nice thing to do for his poor, tired mother. Towards his other siblings, Taqqiq knew that Kallik hid her feelings....but when he and his mother had been alone, such as then, she let her wall come down. She had always done this, and Taqqiq found it strange that Kallik trusted him more than the others. But, he'd accepted it for what it was; Kallik needed some time alone, and he was willing to give it to her.
And so, she had gone off, where, he didn't really know. Nothing unusual had happened, not that he'd noticed. Eventually though, he had gotten sleepy, as the air was warm and comfortable, and -once he'd climbed (or rather forced himself) into the den - his siblings warm, fuzzy bodies pressing against him, breathing evenly and deeply...well, what pup could help but fall asleep?
Sometime during their nap, Kallik had returned and napped herself, and then Tibiki and Kyra had awoken and gone off for a hunt. When Kallik had awoken, she'd found her two children missing. And then, once Taqqiq himself had woken up...the cougar came.
He watched it all happen, over and over again, until he felt that he was going to go insane. If only he had stayed awake and kept watch! This might not have ever happened...he would be able to scent the cougar, wouldn't he? But...it didn't matter now. It was over, everything was. As he reminisced, Taqqiq watched the horrible events unfold, unable to do anything but sit there and stare, body tense, rigid.
But it ended; Vorilye killed the threat, and the pups ventured out. Taqqiq heard nothing as he followed his now sole sister, head lowered and tail trailing over the bloodied ground. The first words he consciously heard was Kyra's voice. She seemed to be pleading with Tibiki to wake up, but he knew that she was already dead. For some reason, he was strangely calm. Perhaps all emotion had left his body, just as the blood had left his poor sisters.
"Kyra." he murmured quietly, not taking his eyes of the now-lifeless gaze of Tibiki. "She's gone, Kyra. Her and Karima. They're dead." he told her, voice low, monotone. Taqqiq heaved a deep sigh, feeling much older. He tenderly nuzzled Tibiki, closing her eyes, and then he moved to Karima. "Sister..." he breathed, voice barely audible. "You had so much to live for. I'm sorry I could not protect you." Taqqiq told her, closing her eyes as well.
He turned away, walking slowly towards his mother and father. He crouched down beside Kallik, whispered something into her ear, and then moved away again. Taqqiq stared into his father's eyes, green meeting gold, but he said nothing. He simply gazed at him, making no effort to speak or do anything. After a minute or two, he turned away. Taqqiq walked off, intent on being alone for a while. He didn't want to see or hear from anyone. For now, at least, he was a lone wolf.
Word Count;; 586 Muse;; Pretty good! Mood;; Upset, angered, distraught. Notes;; Oh my god, I felt absolutely terrible writing this. Gem - I know you wanted to go one more post, but...Taq had nothing to say to anyone. Also, I love how I used the threads in my Kallik/Taq post. >.> Shattered and Lone Wolf xD
As Tike was running, His mother turned to him and screamed at him to get back. Tike was stunned. He had never, ever heard his mother speak like that to anyone, ever. The fear in her eyes was evident. His legs seemed to stop by themselves. The pup inside of him could never disobey Mother. He stopped dead in his tracks, watching the fight go on helplessly.
He saw his sisters Karima and Tibiki, launch themselves at the cugar. It was something that he had nearly done if his mother hadn't stopped him. Such bravery, such valor of his older sisters. But, he could hardly appreciate this as his eyes widened as he saw them each slashed and killed. Tike slumped to the ground, right where he stood. He was far enough away so that he couldn't really see what was going on but, close enough to hear the screams and the yowling that was going on. He covered his ears but, his eyes would not close. He watched as the black figure who might as well be his father, attacked the cugar until it was dead. Or, had fallen anyway.
His mother then turned away from him and began rushing to Vorilye and the scene. Tike did not want to see it, he did not want to know. He had heard the screams from his mother and his sisters through his paws and couldn't bare the sight of what might be there. He would rather live in the bliss of ignorance than to go and see what slaughtering had taken place.
Kyra then ran past him. He still did not want to see them. He couldn't bare the sight. He could see them standing around but, he could not hear any of the conversation. But, by the look of their postures, it wasn't good. It didn't take long for Tike to connect the dots. He just began to shake his head back and forth. No..no..no..no..no..no..no, no,NO.NO.NOOO. This was not happening to him. He and Taq were supposed to protect them and they had failed. He had failed. He saw his mother slump to the ground as well.
He saw his twin brother move to his mother and saw something to her and then walk away. Where was he going? Was he just gonna leave? What was going on? Tike had many questions but, no motivation to move. He was the only one not by the scene of the crime. This was how he felt most of the time. He felt out of loop, alone, different. Maybe he was different. Was something wrong with him? It seemed like he and mother didn't connect as well as the other pups did. His emerald green eyes seemed to be the only thing that linked himself to his mother other than he being her son. He just layed in the grass and stared but, not really stared. There was nothing behind his eyes. He wasn't even looking at whatever his eyes were seeing. His brain was totally stunned and shocked. He wanted to get up and try to get close to mother for some comfort, any comfort. But, felt like even if he tried, it wouldn't make him feel better. He usually went to Taq for comfort but, he had left. What was he going to do?
Vorilye could not lift his gaze to meet Kallik's. He could feel the waves of distraught rushing through her, and he was powerless to change the situation. As she mumbled the pups' names, he finally learned the names of his daughters that he had never known. Karima and Tibiki. Not exactly the most common of names, but then again, Kallik was not a common wolf. He still did not know the names of his three living pups, at least not until a wolf that made Vor take a double take spoke up.
As the brute turned his head, he spotted himself. Well, not really himself, per say, but the closest thing to a reflection that the brute had ever encountered. The pup was nearly full sized and practically paralleled him in every way. Apart from the gold flecks of his ears and Kallik's stunning green eyes implanted into his head, he was look at himself reincarnated. He only caught the brute's gaze briefly before he took off, his sister following suit and fleeing from the scene before them. They were likely too young to handle a situation such as this with grace; hell, Vorilye himself was struggling. He could not come to terms with the fact that he had turned his back on these pups and, because of his own inability to see, had no relationship with them prior to their deaths. He could have protected them. It was his duty to protect them.
These pups had lived so long without a father because of his pride, and now the weight of that decision was falling on the brute's shoulders. He still could not bring himself to look at Kallik. He did not want to see the hurt in her eyes, the pain from losing her children, the confirmation that she was, in fact, right after all this time.
The alpha brute turned his back on Kallik only to find himself face with yet another wolf who bore an uncanny resemblance to himself. He sighed gently, padding toward the brute and slightly dipping his head to him in greeting. "Hey there," he started softly. "And what might your name be?" He felt absolutely helpless in this situation. He did not know how to help someone cope with emotional trauma. While it had stunned him at first, the brute could feel his naturally cold nature covering the hurt and confusion with nothingness. He wanted to learn about his living children, not mourn over his lost ones. He would never get a chance to know them, and that was painfully obvious to him. He would have to channel his energy into the living ones and hope that he could build some sort of relationship with them. If not, he might be faced with yet another horrible future.
Count | 469 words Muse | Not exactly great. Tags | Kallik, Kyra, Taqqiq Notes | Finally got this finished x.x Blah, bad week.
Last Edit: Sept 14, 2012 13:44:34 GMT -5 by Uruviel
Vorilye || Mackenzie Valley Brute || Eight Years Old
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