Somebody's Heartbreak [Angel]

[Deleted]

Dreams floated blissfully within the puppy's young mind, each one was quickly forgotten as the next one began to play out. One of these spectacular dreams was one about Aurelia's father, whom she knew little about. Actually, the underdeveloped femme knew nothing about her daddy except that he must have existed at some point. All wolves had a mommy and daddy, that was a fact. In the slightly hazy dream that was unfolding within her brain, the female had just been swimming in a circular pool of crystal clear water when, suddenly, some unknown force began tugging her fragile body beneath the water's glistening surface. She thrashed her muscles violently in any attempt to keep herself from drowning, but water filled her minuscule lungs and her throat burned from the major intake of liquid. Just as the puppy was ready to give up the imaginary fight for her life, she felt strong, gentle jaws grasping the scruff of her neck and lifted her dripping self out of the pool. The brute that carefully placed her back on land was a large, muscular Apennine who was completely unfamiliar to the pup. He smiled softly to her and greeted her in a hushed voice. "Hello, my beautiful daughter. Are you alright?"

Startled and confused, Aurelia gasped herself awake, finding herself lying in the same place she had fallen asleep: the litter's den that had been dug out of beneath a giant tree in Lleingas Woods by Angel. Her breathing slowed slightly as the tiny femme's mind raced to put together the puzzle pieces of what had just occurred. 'It was only a dream, it was only a dream, it--' Her attempt to regain her composure succeeded when the pup's train of thought shifted to a more important state compared to the nightmare of nearly drowning. No, what Aurelia was desperate to know was who her father is, where he is now, and whether or not the perfect daddy she saw in her dream was real. 'Why didn't mommy ever tell us about daddy?' It was a mystery to the young canine, and it caused her to feel sad that she and her brothers were the only puppies in Descai that had never met their father. From what she had seen, Vorilye was a very good daddy, so it wasn't fair that there was no father figure in her life.

The puppy yawned, stretched her stiff, fragile limbs, and marched determinedly to the mouth of the empty makeshift den where the midday sunshine caused her to squint her gorgeous blue eyes to be able to see. 'I must have overslept,' she thought to herself as her eyes finally adjusted to her surroundings. The female had stayed up way past her bedtime chasing lightning bugs through the forest, no wonder she had been exhausted. However, the little girl was quite proud of herself to have earned enough trust from her mommy to be left alone in the den. Or maybe Angel had simply grown tired of waiting for her to awake. With none of her littermates, nor her mother in sight, Aurelia made the decision to go ahead and seek out Angel. She was probably hunting somewhere close by, though the pup didn't care how near or far she was; today was going to be the day that she learned about her daddy. Angel had never told her or her brothers anything about him, and therefore the miniature femme wanted to know the truth. Throwing her small head back into the most dignified howl she could possibly muster, she called out for her beloved mother and stuck her snout to the ground so she could begin her search for her.

word count :: Six hundred thirty-three.
tags :: Angel
notes :: I've been wanting to do a thread like this for a while, so when I had a rush of Aurelia muse, I thought I'd go ahead and do this. ^^

[Angel]

Deep in Descai territory, a slim snowy-furred huntress crouched in the shadows at the edge of a clearing – if you could call such a small patch of grass a clearing. It was one of the few places in the Lleingas woods where the sun penetrated the thick canopy of dark leaves overhead, so Angel supposed that it counted. Anyway, what was important was not the clearing, but the hare sitting in the middle of it who was placidly nibbling the fresh green grass. The plump lagomorph was blissfully unaware of the predator merely a few metres away; Angel had taken care to approach stealthily, and her efforts seemed to have payed off. In fact, she was close enough to see the detail of its fur, and the twitching of its little brown nose as it ate. Her amused smile widened into a gaping grin, saliva already dripping from her sharp ivories as she anticipated the taste of the warm bloody meat. Cautiously, she leaned her weight onto her hind legs in preparation for a pounce out of her hiding place, but just as she was about to spring, she paused. It would be no fun to capture the meat without a bit of a chase first, would it? Crystal blue eyes sparkled with mirth as Angel purposely flicked her tail, causing the hare to stand up in alarm at the sudden movement out of the corner of its eye. “Boo!” The pure white femme barked as she burst out of the shadows, hot on the tail of the blur frantically streaking away from her. The unfortunate creature had been too slow to react to get a proper head start, and it wasn’t long before she managed to take a swipe at it which sent it tumbling head over heels to the forest floor. Angel raced over to the spot where it had fallen, eagerly expecting it to regain its senses and dart away again for another round of chase, but the damage had already been done. The hare lay still, neck twisted and eyes staring at nothing. “Aw, you’re no fun.” A whine escaped the four year old’s maw as she pawed at the limp animal.

However, after confirming that it was definitely dead, she happily settled down to eat her kill, no longer bothered that it hadn’t offered much of a game before it died. Her attention span was not great at the best of times, and by Fenrir, she was hungry! Being a mother was not easy work, especially when there was nobody to support her. Although technically the pack was supposed to deliver her meals, they rarely ever came and she often had to leave her sleeping puppies alone at the den to go and hunt for herself. The always positive Angel didn’t feel upset by this though – after all, she was sure her packmates did care about her and the litter, they probably were just busy doing other things. Most likely, another pack has attacked Descai and all our free wolves are used up fighting the intruders. Angel nodded her head confidently at this thought, and thumped her tail once or twice on the ground before focusing back on devouring her meal.

There was still almost a quarter of the hare left when Angel lifted her head at the faint sound of a pup’s howl. It was her pup, she was pretty sure, though she wasn’t certain which one it was – they all sounded so similar at this age! Whoever it was, the mother recognised that it was calling to her, so without a second thought she abandoned the carcass and trotted off in the direction of her summoner.

A little pup soon came into sight; its nose was low near the ground, as if it was trying to track something. “Aurelia!” The beautiful tundra yipped. “Hey, Aurelia, my little huntress!” Angel cheerfully wagged her tail as she bounded over towards her smallest pup and gave her a playful nuzzle in greeting. She loved her four babies so much, almost more than anything else in the world, which was saying something for the all-adoring female. Rurik, Daeron, Kaala and Aurelia were her offspring, and although some parts of Angel’s mind didn’t function so well, her mothering instincts were certainly strongly present. “How are you, darling? Are you okay? …Weren’t you wanting something just now?” The she wolf cocked her head to the side, observing her child as she waited for Aurelia’s request.


.