[severus, ultoris] big girls don't cry

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grew up in a small town and when the rain would fall down
i'd just stare out my window, dreaming of what could be and if i'd end up happy

AOWYN

It was beautiful. The sun against the sky, silhouetting the clouds and the distant mountains as it began to set beyond the horizon, casting its beautiful orange glow over the land. Something for one to halt and admire, to cast their optics out over and soak in with every fiber of their being. It was one of those moments where one should stop and appreciate everything they ever had and did have. Friends, families, mates, and even children. The last was something she carried. She knew that know, she was aware of their presence within her, and at first she hadn't been sure what to feel about it. She knew it was a beautiful thing, a wondrous thing to rejoice and celebrate over. New life was something so fantastic, because it meant one's lineage would be carried onto the next generation, and that meant beautiful children to spend time with, to teach and to nurture. However, when the initial shock and confusion had worn off, she did what she always did: ran away.

Aowyn was a scared creature at heart, unable to deal with conflict and confrontation, even with this. Why was she running? A question she had asked herself so many times, over and over again she asked herself this. It ran rabid through her mind like a stampede of deer, spooked into running straight to their death. She hunted odd things. Fish, small rodents that lived underground, and dangerous snakes that easily had the potential to kill something much, much larger than herself. She didn't know what there was to be afraid of, and she cursed herself tenfold for doing what she had just done. Yet, she could not turn back now, she was far too ashamed and too afraid to confront him with this now. She wondered if he would be just as terrified to find her gone as she was to know that she was pregnant with his puppies. In the ways she had been born and raised, there was no way to comprehend how the male would react.

Rasalas was the alpha of Tassos, ruler of the wolves within his pack and the lands they resided upon. Yet, he did not have the similar harshness of the leader she had once seen in her father, the tyrant who had pushed her around, belittled her, made her feel unloved. The male whom she had spent that night with was nothing like her father, quite the opposite. Strong and capable of leading and directing his pack, of course, but he treated her with a loving tenderness that she so enjoyed. She was a humble being and would never gloat for anything, though this was something a tad different. She cared for the male, and believed everything would be wonderful between them once that night had come to an end, and yet this happened. Kenley had pointed it out and the petrified female had gone to Scout to confirm it. She had wished it had not been true, for everyone's sake, yet that was not the answer she received. She was pregnant, whether she liked it or not.

So, she ran away, too afraid to confront Rasalas with the fact that she was carrying his pups, and would birth them. She was terrified of what was happening, but she would carry and birth them, because part of it excited her. Puppies. She could not believe this was happening, that she was carrying pups and was going to go through the process of preparing for and giving birth. Most of it scared her, yet the new life that would be coming because of her and because of the male she cared so much for was uplifting. Yet, she still ran. Her legs pumped hard and the tiny red wolf was incredibly fatigued, feet having pounded against several kinds of terrain until she had reached this place. What was this place even? She had reached it in the course of a day and a half, her fear and shame chasing her from Xiysn and the Occasus, snapping at her heels and refusing to let her change her mind and turn around. How angry would Rasalas be at her for leaving, for running away?

The mouth entrance to the cave gaped open wide, stretching a mile in each direction, and she bee-lined for it. The moment her paws crossed the scent line and hit the wet stone, she slipped on it and her legs caved out beneath her. Her chest slammed against the ground and her already gone breath was knocked from her lungs. Her claws scraped against the cavern floor as she rolled onto her back, taking the moment to catch her breath and open her eyes, take in her surroundings. A light yowling slipped through the air and she turned her head to find its source, but her yellow-grey eyes were too distracted by the soft blue-green glow from the ceiling above. "H-How c-c-could I b-be so st-stupid...?" She whined at herself.

The weight came down upon her in an instant, sharp claws raking into her skin. The moment it happened, the female released a high pitched cry, muffled only slightly by the victorious shouting of the cat on top of her. What was it? Bobcat? Lynx? She couldn't tell, it had been so long, but this was so hard. Why was this so hard? Her strength left her and she flailed wildly. She felt the blood leak from her skin, drip out near continuously from several locations, and her strength continued to go. Her cries grew louder, more pain-filled. She tried to stay on her stomach, tried to keep her babies safe, keep those claws and teeth from reaching them. Yet her neck was exposed, and the cat had a perfect shot to kill her. She could not fight it off, her pelt slowly matting with blood. She snapped at it, rolling on her side, but the creature kicked her away. She struggled to stand, to do anything. "M-My p-p-pups... M-M...My...p...p...pups..." The feline paced, staring her down with hungered eyes.


"aowyn speaking" - #FFC1C1
"aowyn thinking"
"others speaking"
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i'll spread my wings and i'll learn how to fly
i'll do what it takes til i touch the sky

[Severus]

The large, black colored Tundra brute was fast asleep when he started to have a nightmare. He began twitching and snarling in his sleep as the flashbacks of his pup hood played out in his mind. The details were spot on; making it seem like it was all real and was happening all over again. Severus’s brown orbs watched in terror as his father went insane and brutally murdered his dear mother. Severus got the urge to run away, fearing that he would be next, but he couldn’t because frozen from the shock. He knew that his time was running out for his dad turned around to face him. Severus just locked his gaze on his father in disbelief as his father bounded off toward him. “This is it,” he thought to himself. Everything started to go in slow motion as he waited for his father to kill him. It never came though, and Severus looked in horror as he watched his father kill himself. Severus immediately ran away to escape this hell. Then he woke up.

Severus blinked his eyes a couple times to take in his surroundings until he was convinced that it had been all a dream. He used to have those nightmares quite often at first after the tragedy happened. He hadn’t had one in quite some time though, which made Severus ponder why he was having the dream all of the sudden. The Tundra brute figured that it was because he was getting use to his new home and still wasn’t exactly at ease. The day he encountered Fury and Captain and spoke up about his interest in joining Ultoris was an off day for him. That was not like him to just waltz in and talk to others. He contributed it to his stay in Tassos since it caused Severus to feel emotions such as happiness and a feeling of belonging that he hadn’t felt in ages.

Those feelings were temporary of course since they vanished a day or two after being accepted into Ultoris and being given the rank of a warrior. It would take time for Sev to feel at ease with this place and with his fellow pack members. He was polite to his leaders when he was spoken to, but other than that, he didn’t communicate with them much. He basically kept to himself most of the time to allow himself to slowly get comfortable with his new home and the others he shared it with. If the others knew his story then they probably wouldn’t blame him for isolating himself. Plus it didn’t help that he was at a higher risk of having one of his anger fits when he felt this uneasy. He hoped that in due time he would be able to feel content and maybe eventually open up to at least Fury so that he would have a better understanding of Severus. He knew that Fury liked to be up to date with things, but the time was still not for Severus to expose who he really was.

Severus got up and stretched his muscles before doing a border check. It wasn’t exactly his job to patrol the borders, but he took a small liking in doing so since it helped him become more and more familiar with his new home. He climbed up the hole that led to the dens and made his way to the only entrance to Aleru which was the Selunari Expanse. As he trekked closer to the entrance, he caught scent of a wolf that was foreign to him. He immediately went into defensive mode with his teeth barred, hackles raised, and his body lowered to the ground. He continued to inch forward until he heard a cry followed by a muffled voice. Still in a defensive mode, he bounded off to see what was going on. It didn’t take long for him to spot a female sprawled out on the floor right in the entrance. She wasn’t alone; a feline was pacing around her with a hungry look on its face. The helpless female reminded him of his mother, and he immediately went into attack mode and lunged at the feline. His long talons lodged themselves into the feline’s skin as he attempted to pin it down. The feline fought back and got a few good swipes at Severus’s face, but in the end Severus won with a bite to the feline’s jugular.

Severus could feel blood trickling down his face, but at the moment his main concern was the female that was still sprawled on the grown. She had some injuries to her and Severus knew that he would have to take her to either Fury or Captain to get help. “My name is Severus, let me help you get to safety,” he said softly as he lowered his body to signal to the female that she could get up, if she could, and lean against him so that he could lead her to safety.


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Tags: @aowyn
OOC: My posts with Severus are always my longest. xD

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grew up in a small town and when the rain would fall down
i'd just stare out my window, dreaming of what could be and if i'd end up happy

AOWYN

the female could only wish, only pray to whatever gods above there were that this was a nightmare. she wanted to believe she was truly laying by the river, in the roots of that tree she had staked her claim on, where Rasalas had come to visit her, and where... the thought remained in her mind, the image of his face stayed there, persistent like a tick. she didn't want the image to go away, she clung to it out of her fear and out of her pain. the picture comforted her, seeing the warm and compassionate glow in his eyes, the care he held for her. she knew he cared, she knew he cared so much, but this right here was a nightmare, and she just wanted to wake up beside him again. she wanted to wake up, be there, curled up in his fur. she wanted that to be real.

yet it wasn't one, and of that she was well aware. she had run so far, so fast, just to escape what terrified her so much. did the pups really scare her? she could hardly believe such things would do something like this to her. what was she really afraid of? she couldn't be afraid of rasalas, she couldn't. the image of his face in her mind, something she wanted to wake up to in that moment, it kept her from fearing him. perhaps she didn't fear him. no, she didn't. she feared his reaction. anytime anything had ever happened, anything that remotely had to do with a change for her, the authority in her life would always be displeased. her father had drilled that into her head. everything went the way he planned, the way he wanted, and one step out of line resulted badly for the small female. meeting rasalas had planted that seed of doubt, that night had made it grow. they weren't all like that, yet this was how she reacted.

part of her knew she would do something incredibly stupid. she just knew she would, and she predicted it quite well. leaving had been a stupid and horrible mistake, something she never should have done, but she had done it. now her fear of returning was based more off of being rejected, being chased off or harmed for running away, for lying, for not telling anyone in the first place. how could she had been so stupid? she berated herself as she laid there, sitting under the fury of the feline's raking claws. she was losing the strength to fight it, or had she even had it in the first place? she was pregnant, and believed that it had taken her strength away from her in order to compensate for the pups' health. she prayed they would make it out of this alive. scared or not, she would have the pups and she wouldn't let any cat take them from her.

when the weight left her, she felt like the beast was merely backing up before lunging at her in its victory. every muscle and inch of skin ached. she had been in horrible pain before, a result of her father's anger, but everything seemed intensified tenfold. she felt every beat of her heart, every pulse of the blood through her veins and straight out of the open wounds that marred her beautiful red coat. remnants of the sensation of the claws ripping her skin open lingered. her exhausted silvery-yellow eyes watched the massive shape of the male take down her attacker. she smelled blood other than her own as the feline was killed, but her fear overwhelmed the entire area. what if this wolf was here to kill her too? she was trespassing. she had only intended to go through, but now she was on the territory of another. wasn't it custom to attack and kill unwanted strangers? her mind scrambled. she didn't know anymore.

the whine that left aowyn's throat was long and rather high-pitched. she squirmed on the ground, attempted to move, to sit up to accept the male's help. he didn't seem to want to kill her, or he would have. few words would come out. "p-p-p-pups...m-my p-p...p...pups..." it was the only thing she could say. would they be all right? would an attack like that kill them off? weakly, she pushed her chest off the hard ground, swayed slightly to one side to lean on him, but her joints gave out and she met the cold floor once more. tears sprang to her eyes and her entire body quivered. the sobs escaped her throat in an awkwardly jerking way. she was so stupid. she was so stupid.


"aowyn speaking" - #FFC1C1
"aowyn thinking"
"others speaking"
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i'll spread my wings and i'll learn how to fly
i'll do what it takes til i touch the sky

[Severus]

At this very moment, the nightmare he had had come to life right before his eyes. Reality was taken over by the Tundra’s conscious as his surroundings warped into those of the worst day of his life. Instead of being in the Selunari Expanse of Aleru, he was in The Shydar of Caurus. His surroundings went from being in the cave he was actually in, to the vast meadows he grew up in. The female that was in trouble turned into his mom and the attacking feline turned into his father. A rush of adrenaline entered his blood stream making his heart beat faster and therefore allowing him to run faster. He wasn’t going to let his father kill his mother. He had failed the first time by being frozen with fear, but not this time. He kept bounding towards Rebecca with long strides until he reached her. Once he was at his mother’s side, he went in for the attack on Brian. His father put up a good fight, but in the end, Severus came out the winner. He had finally saved his mother after all of the times he had relived this moment.

As the adrenaline rush finished its course throw the large Tundra’s body, he was able to allow himself to make sense of what was going on and come back to reality. Now that he had come to, he saw that the female he had saved was not his mother, but a small femme that he had never met before and her attacker was a feline that must have made its way into the cave. The sting of his wounds further brought him back into reality and he began to assess the situation. Currently all he knew was that he had just saved a female that he has never met before’s life from a starving feline. As usual, he acted impulsively before even thinking about his actions. This time his actions had a positive effect but that wasn’t always the case, in fact is was rarely the case. Even though this time his actions were for the better, he really needed to stop acting impulsively because it could really get him in trouble one day.

Severus let his muscles relax and allowed his breathing to slow down as he studied the female who he had saved. She was much smaller than him and appeared to be of a different breed. She had a red tone to her fur with yellow-grey eyes and was overall relatively pretty. She had some wounds from the feline’s claws and her belly seemed to be swollen. He hadn’t seen the entire attack, so he couldn’t be sure on how much damage the feline had done. All that he knew was that it was enough to immobilize her. The only words she spoke to him were, “my pups.” It took a couple minutes for Severus to acknowledge what she meant since he had never been in this situation before, but once it did, he took action immediately. She was bearing pups and there was no telling how much damage was done to the pups. He remembered how upset his mother was when she lost her second litter and he didn’t want this female to go through the same thing.

In response to his offer to help, the female tried to push herself up off to ground so that she could lean against the massive male. All seemed to be going well until she lost her balance and fell flat on the floor. The female began to cry and Severus felt bad for her. He pondered a way that he could get her up on all fours that wouldn’t have the chance to cause injury for the pups. Getting his head under her belly and pushing up was definitely out of the question since she was expecting. There was always the extra scruff on the neck that he could pull up on, but he didn’t think that would be enough and feared that he might actually end up hurting her more than she was already. The only option he had left was to put his body under his chest and push up. He positioned himself right by her chest and crouched under and pushed up when he was in the right position. He wasn’t sure if it would work, but it was his only option and he hoped that it would do the job. “I need to get you to Fury and Captain and see what they can do. I will remain by your side and you will be safe, I promise,” he ensured the female.


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OOC: Sorry this took so long!

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grew up in a small town and when the rain would fall down
i'd just stare out my window, dreaming of what could be and if i'd end up happy

AOWYN

All she could feel was that pain, the ache of the scratches and the blood seeping into her pretty red fur. She wasn't concerned about how she looked, about how she felt. No, she was not that selfish, she never had been selfish in that aspect of things. Not once had she ever bothered to think of herself in any kind of situation. perhaps that was just her nature, the way she was raised would prove it possible. she was taught to think of others and to cater to their every need. no, her current thoughts were not about her. they were about her pups. they were the only thing occupying her mind at that very moment. she needed to make sure they were safe, needed to make sure that she made it out alive so that they could make it out alive. were they even "they"s? it could just be one, or two. she didn't know. for the time being, she needed to be safe.

aowyn didn't know what she was so afraid of, why she had bothered running away. rasalas was a compassionate male and he cared so deeply for her, and she to him. but her deep rooted fear had caused her to flee, unsure of what else to do. that had always been the first thing she had ever done. running away was in her nature, and it had clearly been a very stupid thing to do. even now she regretted it, felt the remorse creeping up into her skin, for doing that to him. he didn't deserve that. not from her, not from anyone. she felt absolutely rotten about everything that was going on. if she had the opportunity to take it all back and just return to the lands of tassos, she would tell him what was going on, of the puppies, and things would be all right. but her terror of everything not going the way she mentally wanted to believe made her turn tail.

the femme felt a pressure on her chest and cried out with a yelp, then realizing the male, her savior, was attempting to lift her up. she tried pushing herself up to help him, but found her muscles relatively useless at that point. she listened to his voice through the pounding of the blood in her ears. captain. fury. what? she didn't know, she couldn't tell. she was unsure if they were wolves, this one's leaders, or what. there was little she could make sense of and the world around her was getting darker. was it? or was it just her imagination? no, she was blacking out, though fought to remain conscious, thinking of the pups within her belly. they were still in the forefront of her mind when the darkness swarmed her and she lost consciousness, falling limp over the brute's shoulders.


"aowyn speaking" - #FFC1C1
"aowyn thinking"
"others speaking"
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WORD COUNT: 000 | TAGGED: Severus
NOTES: end of thread~

i'll spread my wings and i'll learn how to fly
i'll do what it takes til i touch the sky