Be My Superman [Vorilye]

[Zirena]

After leaving Rurik, the word "Bitch" still rung in her head. Why would he call her that? She didn't think that she was mean. Did everyone think that about her? Speaking with Rurik was one of the first times that she had actually spoken to a pup from another litter. She had seen Atlas around and he was with Sypher once but she didn't really talk to him. Was that how the other litters saw her? Did they think she was a bitch too? She hadn't done anything to Rurik..well, nothing that bad anyway. Yes, she had lied to him and she laughed at him a little but getting your ass stuck in a hole was pretty funny! Anyone would have laughed. Despite him being much younger, his words still hurt. She had hidden her hurt from him for the most part but that didn't mean that it wasn't there. It was just locked away under her fur. A tear fell from her face and her gait slowed from a jog to a slow walk. Her eyes started burning and her vision had blurred. She wasn't used to being spoken to in the manner that he did. He was angry at her for just being there. It was like he was angry at her for being alive or something. Of course, she was angry at him for being alive but that was only after he used that ugly word.

She had to pull herself together though. She didn't want to be crying in front of Daddy. That wouldn't make her look very mature at all. Besides, she didn't want to be seen as the "weak" one anymore. She was strong too. She had taught Rurik a lesson. He didn't strike back at her and he didn't even say anything. That meant that he got the message and knew not to do it again, right? If it had been her, all hell would have broken out if another wolf struck her. Of course he was from the "different" litter as she refereed to them sometimes. She sniffled and wiped the tears away from her face with her paw. She took a deep breath and continued walking. She was better than that. That wasn't how a princess was supposed to behave. She was almost a year old. To her, that was an adult. She was breathing deeply to try to keep herself under control.

She found a spot that looked somewhat comfortable. She sat her rump on a hollow log and howled to her Daddy. Her voice was still immature sounding as she was not fully grown. However, it was much clearer sounding than it had been a few months ago. She had been working on her howl. She wanted her howl to be pretty like Mommy's was. She wanted to be pretty all together. Pretty but strong. Like all of the stories she's heard of wonderfully strong and beautiful females. Maybe that would prove to Daddy that girls are just as good as boys.

Just then, a wave of nervousness swept over the young princess. What if Daddy got mad at her for asking for a rank? What if she was supposed to wait until he assigned her one? Zirena had always been a little impatient with things like that. She wanted things when she wanted them. She thought that she was ready now. She didn't want to wait another few months. What if Daddy laughed at her? What if he made her an Omega? Could he do that to his daughter? Surely all he would do was say "no"? She hoped so. She didn't want Daddy to be mad at her. She had had her feelings hurt enough already today. She was a bit surprised at herself that she still went through with this. Part of her just wanted to lay down in the dens and sleep off what had happened today. But, that would show Rurik that it had actually hurt her. She couldn't let him know that it affected her. That would mean that he would win and she would lose. Zirena hated losing. She would show him that he meant nothing to her and his words were nothing but words without meaning. She was better than him and she would show him that.

Her tail thumped the log as she waited somewhat patiently for her Daddy. She had never really called him like this before so she wasn't even sure if he would show up. Her life had been so..distant from the pack life. Her days were spent playing with her siblings and exploring the pack lands. What made her think that she could handle this responsibility? She was wasn't sure which added to her nervousness. She hadn't ever asked Daddy for anything like this before. She didn't get to talk to him much at all which is something that she misses. Maybe he missed talking to her? Daddy had lots of pups now but he hadn't forgotten about her, right? Maybe he still thought about her. There were so many questions swirling around in the young princess' brain. Talking to her father would be good for her. She needed that one on one time with him. Her eyes were still burning and she didn't know if they were red or not. She hoped not. Or at least if it was, that Daddy wouldn't notice. She began to lick the small traces of blood off of her claws from Rurik's face to dispose of evidence that anything had happened. This wasn't about Rurik anymore. This was about her and her Daddy.

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Vorilye
Notes: She's been bugging me about this for a while now so I thought I'd get it up for her.
Words: Many
Muse: Pretty good.  

[Vorilye]

The sweet chorus of his daughter's howl pulled Vorilye away from the business of the pack so that he could attend to one of his babies. While life was hectic with so many pups running around, he could not help but be content with it. It was so different than anything the alpha had ever experienced, and to be quite frank, he loved it. It was nothing like his original pack; this hodgepodge group of wolves were both infuriating and useless, yet they somehow managed to make things work. Not only that, but they were secure and well-fed. That was a rare occurrence in Anikira these days, as there were so many wolves running around competing for prey. Perhaps it was their sheer size, or maybe it was because they drove away any of the loners that might think to hunt their prey. Whatever it was, it was working, and Vorilye could not be happier.

Somehow, they had managed to make it through the spring and the craziness that it held. When Angel mentioned her pregnancy, along with who the father of the litter was, Vorilye had no hesitation in making Bardou disappear suspiciously. To the pack, it looked as if he had just bailed on his responsibility. Shayde's little friend went missing in action, and none of the pack members had ever been the wiser. Only Vorilye knew of the true nature of his disappearance, and he planned to keep it that way. There was no point in riling up his beta, particularly when she held some leverage over his pups.

As the black and golden alpha trotted off to meet his little Zirena, he smiled. Zi had always been one of the most kindhearted of his brood, and Vorilye generally enjoyed her company. She was a nice break from the competitive nature of his sons, the concentrated mentality of Ryker, and the mischevious actions of Valeria. Zofia and Zirena were the two that seemed the most... normal of his pups. They were growing up well-adjusted, and that was quite alright with the alpha. In fact, Vorilye was stunned that Zofia was as normal as she was, particularly with Sarin as a mother. Valeria took more after her mother than she cared to admit, but Zofia had the nicer parts of his own personality. It was refreshing to say the least.

Vorilye padded through the darkened woods, and he finally happened upon his little red daughter and beamed proudly. Her howl was sounding better every day, and it was impressive that she had managed to reach him well over half a mile away. She matured more every day, and she looked more like her mother every day as well.

"Hey there Princess. What're you up to?" he almost cooed sweetly, nuzzling his little girl in greeting. He had always had a soft spot when it came to his daughters. Sure, he loved his sons and the strength they carried within him, but something about the tenderness of his little girls; well, Kyra, Zofia, and Zirena at least; was refreshing. He could not help but be happy around them, and this was just the pick-me-up that he needed. "Are you alright?" he asked, a bit of concern seeping into his voice. It was not like his daughter to be wandering alone in the woods. In fact, it was rare to see any of his offspring alone. They always seemed to travel in pairs or sometimes, to his disdain, with Angel's bastard pups. It still disgusted him, but so long as they contributed to the pack, he would not end them. Vorilye was too delicate when it came to pups. It was the sole reason that Angel's litter and Atlas were still alive.

Sometimes, his tenderness was a weakness in and of itself.

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Count | 632 words
Muse | Decent! Finally XD
Tags | @zirena
Notes | I FINALLY MADE A POST!

[Zirena]

Zirena's tail thumped on the hollow log that she was sitting on as she waited for her father to hopefully appear. She remembered playing hide and go seek with her brothers in these woods and she would always try to find the smallest place she could cram herself into for a hiding spot. They rarely found her that way. She remembered that she hid once in the hollow of a tree and in a hollow log like this one. But sometimes they counted too fast and she couldn't find a good spot and they found her. It was usually Syph that she played with. Zeph seemed to be more..distant from the other two. He liked to have his alone time more where as Zirena loved to be around others. She didn't understand her brother in that way but, she still loved him for his uniqueness. He had his own set of qualities that she would never be able to posses. One of those was that he was growing bigger and bigger every day while she seemed to be staying the same. It wasn't fair. Sypher was getting bigger too and she felt like she was being left behind. She didn't want to be forgotten or pushed to the side because of her size. She still held out hope that she would grow in a massive growth spurt but she knew that the likelihood of that happening were slim to none. She would have to figure out how to be successful without using brute size.

When her Daddy appeared, all worry and fear disappeared from the young female's body. Her face lit up and she had a big wolfy smile on her face. She leaped from her log and pranced over to her father and nuzzled him in greeting. She took in his scent as she rubbed her face in his pelt. She missed her Daddy when he was busy but she was a little surprised how much she missed him. Part of it was probably surprise that he had came for her as she had no idea if he could actually hear her. She knew that her howl was getting better but she wasn't sure exactly how far it was reaching. "Hi Daddy!"She said with excitement as she looked up at his golden eyes with her own. When he asked her if everything was alright, her face fell. He must have seen the signs of her tears despite her efforts to hide them. " Well, Rurik called me a mean name,"she said with a sad tone in her voice before continuing with a much more prideful one, " But I took care of it." Surely he would be impressed with her? She was impressed with herself. Then she remembered why she had called him here in the first place. She jumped back on her log and sat with her chest puffed out and her back straight. It was her attempt at being mature although it probably looked more like a child playing pretend as a business owner.

"There's something veryimportant that I need to talk to you about," she said in the most adult voice that she could come up with before continuing, " I want to be more helpful. I feel useless sitting around and doing nothing and I think that I'm old enough to take some responsibility."She wanted to show that she was useful and that she could contribute just like everyone else. If nothing else, she hoped that Daddy would be impressed with her vocabulary. She listened to the adults speak all the time and they used big words that sometimes she didn't understand and she would have to ask Mommy what they meant and she would always explain them to her. " I could talk to Mommy about teaching me how to hunt or I could talk to Ryker, maybe he could teach me how to fight!"The longer she spoke, the more excited she got and the faster her speech got. The thought of learning something as important as one of those things was exciting for the young princess.

She paused, giving him some time to think about it. Maybe she had come on too strong? Maybe he would be upset with her? She still had no idea how something like this worked. She hadn't ever been to a pack meeting as she was unaware of the pack ever having a meeting in her lifetime. Was this how everyone did it? Was she crossing a line? What if her brothers got mad at her for doing this and not bringing them? She didn't see why they would be mad but in her nervous waiting everything was possible. She wasn't asking for anything huge.. she only wanted to help.

"What do you think?"

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Vorilye
Notes: she's so silly sometimes
Muse: good, as usual with her.
Words: 816  

[Vorilye]

His sweet little daughter was growing up so fast. It did not escape his notice that she "took care" of the problem with Rurik, but he was definitely going to let it slide. Any little monster of Angel's that decided it was their right to make fun of his daughter deserved whatever came to them. Zirena was his precious daughter, and nothing in the world should harass her. She did not deserve it, and he was proud of her for handling the situation herself. Truthfully, he wanted to talk her brothers into teaching Rurik a little lesson, but it might have been a tad bit over the top... Pups would be pups after all.

It was after showing off a little bit for her daddy that Zirena brought to light what she truly wanted. Vorilye could not help but grin a little. His daughter was growing up so quickly! It seemed just like yesterday that Sypher, Zephyros and Zirena were all nestled up against their mother, and now here was Zirena asking for responsibility. 

As much as he wanted his pups to stay little forever, he knew that it would not happen. And the sooner they could start contributing to the pack, the better off Descai would be. As he grew older, he needed to transition some of that responsibility onto his children so that they would understand that work was required in order to gain respect. And Zirena was not exactly the smallest of wolves anymore. Granted, she was the smallest of his pups, but that was because of the predominantly red wolf blood rushing through her veins. It was more than time for her to get a little respect around the pack.

So Vorilye found himself nodding in response. "I'll have you jump right into it, then. You can either have your mother teach you to hunt better or go to Angel, though I would understand if you did not want to because of Rurik," he crinkled his nose to emphasize that he understood her troubles. "But from now on, you're my Littlest Huntress. Enjoy your rank, my dear girl," he announced with a nuzzle to the femme's cheek. If only it were so easy to be affectionate with the other females of the pack.

But his daughters were a whole different class. They were all sweet, precious, and for the most part took after him. Of course, Valeria took after him a little too much in some aspects, but that was beside the point. They were all precious gifts, and he never really wanted them to grow up. But the alpha male also knew that if he held them back, they would resent him for it. And so it was time to cut the umbilical cord and let them live like adults.

"I guess it's time to ask your brothers what they would like to do as well, huh?" he mused wistfully, not wanting to go through this. With Ryker and Kyra, he had not known them until they were around Zirena's age now. It was much easier for them to transition into adulthood, whereas with this litter he had been there for every step of the way. They were the rambunctious minions that terrorized him when he tried to sleep, scared off the prey, and generally wreaked havoc on the pack for months. And now, they were big; far too big for the alpha's liking...

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Count | 569 words
Muse | Meh.
Tags | @zirena
Notes | So I was gonna add a little more than this, and then my muse went PFHMP and screamed NOPE in my face. So here you go.