Let the angels sing baby [Annabelle, Zenzi]

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Please allow @zenzi to post first then Annabelle  .





They had been traveling for a few days, Wildheart was paw sore and weary, but he had continued regardless on. He refused to let his mate, the light of his life know that he was hurting, the muscles in his body protesting to the overwork he put them through. He was existing on little sleep, preferring to stand watch at night, only catching brief naps during the day while they ate or sometimes when Zenzi would keep guard. The grass lands that they had chosen to bed down in rolled across the plains with a sweeping, ripple of green.

The land was firmer under his paws than the beach, and for that alone he was grateful. He tilted his head and watched as the sun rose over the sky. Touching up the canopy of white with pink and red hues of pearl. He lay his muzzle to the ground and took a deep breath, his senses were back now. And he found himself ever so often doing something to make sure they were still working. The time without them had nearly driven him mad with worry and irritation. He was not used to being unable to care for his family, his family. 

He sighed as he thought of his children Jace and Vienna, wondering what they were doing? If they were alright. Jace with his temper and Vienna with her eternal optimism. He hoped they found each other, and Jace had won his last name. It was a tradition he loved and cherished, and would continue to send down the line for all of his children, the males at least. Vienna's last name Songbird fit her well. She with her voice the bird song, trilling as she went. He shook his head and was brought back to reality with a thump. 

He gently touched his nose to Zenzi, they had to keep going, they had yet to meet any wolves and he was getting nervous.

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Annabelle feel free to bring in your lovely lady!

The past few days were rough. She had kept spacing out, falling behind and having to run to catch up to Wildheart. She didn't know if he had noticed or not, but she almost hoped he didn't. Her mind would suddenly focus in on something from before. Lydia, Jace, Vienna, Jevnar, even Einarr, Jazz, and Roheryn. She missed her pack, her family, everyone. This didn't only happen during the day, but at night. She would be sleeping and one of them would walk into her dream. Things went down hill from there every night.

She was currently curled up, her eyes gazing toward the distant mountain peaks. Her paws ached, and she suspected Wildheart's did, too. He would never show it, though, she knew that. She blinked in surprise, lifting her head when his nose was suddenly on hers. She must have spaced out again without realizing it.

She sighed, figuring it was time for them to start moving again. Zenzi pushed herself into a sitting position, looking in the direction of the rising sun. She hadn't slept much last night and was exhausted. Because of this, her head was held low and her eyes were tired and sad.

So far in these last few days the only good thing that has happened has been the return of their senses. Even that hardly brought her out of her growing depression, though. She knew Wildheart was worried about her, and she did want to get out of this state, but it was hard to be ripped from your entire family and everything you know. It was something she was not built for, at least mentally. As a mother, especially with only one litter, it was eating her away to be away from her children. She knew she might eventually be able to have more, but they would never be like Jace and Vienna.

She stopped thinking, shaking herself slightly and rising to her paws, and waited for Wildheart to lead the way in whichever direction they were going to head in today.

[Annabelle]

The Arctic she-wolf couldn’t believe how much time had passed. Her babies were now yearlings and they had grown so much and had formed their own personalities. Ayiti had developed a personality just like her mother’s. She was very optimistic and very friendly towards others. The thing she loved about her daughter the most was how protective she was of her brother. Annabelle knew that she could count on her daughter to watch over her brother when she went on journeys (like the one she was on today). However, Ayiti did have her faults and that was that she was the most likely to get in trouble between her and her brother for her curiosity tended to get the best of her. Kadar on the other hand, took after his father. He was protective over both Belle and Ayiti, and he tried to take over the man of the house role after Chaika had disappeared. Despite the fact that Kadar had been born blind, he has so far done a great job in taking over the role to the best of his ability.

Annabelle didn’t like to leave her two babies, but she needed to get them some food. They usually would accompany her, but this time she wanted to go alone. That was only because the trio had been traveling quite a bit lately and she wanted them to rest. In all honesty, she was quite restless herself, but she was older and was able to withstand such circumstances. The thing that kept her going each day was her children because she lived solely for them. Life had been hard for the three of them ever since Chaika’s disappearance. He was Belle’s other half and both Ayiti and Kadar were extremely close to him. Even though she would never say this in front of her children, if it weren’t for them, she wouldn’t probably be here today.

Shaking such thoughts from her head, Belle went back to concentrating on finding food for her family. Since there was three of them, she needed something that was a decent size so that it would satisfy their hunger for the time being. It was then that she caught the scent of something that came with the light breeze that had just entered the area and at first her green eyes lit up in hopes that it was some sort of prey. However, as she got closer to the scent’s origin, she noticed that the scent was coming from two wolves. The pair seemed to consist of a male and female and from the looks of it, they seemed to be either mates or really close friends. She approached the pair cautiously, being sure to keep some distance between them. Before she got too close, she stopped in her tracks and proceeded to greet the two. “Hello strangers, my name are Annabelle, and who might you to be,” she said in a light, friendly tone.

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Tags: @zenzi and @wildheart
Muse: Flowing
Notes: <3

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Wildheart lifted his scarred head and face when he heard noise nearing and he went on his guard immediately. Stepping in front of Zenzi as another wolf neared them, he watched the she wolf with wary eyes. If this wolf had ill intent, he would make them rue the day they ever met Wildheart Shadowsinger. He watched her through halfway lidded eyes, the green peeking out just a bit. He was however less guarded as she spoke. 

He supposed she seemed kind enough, but he still did not trust her so willingly. He had given his faith and loyalty blindly before, and he bore the scars to prove it. He would not do so again. The only one that had his whole trust and all his loyalty stood behind him. He tilted black down ears forward and shifted his weight, so he did not seem so opposing to the poor femme and he opened his maw to speak. I am Wildheart ShadowSinger. This is my mate Zenzi. He grew quiet again and studied her.

She was a white creature, with a kind face and countenance. As he inhaled her scent he smelled other's on her, but not many. Which made him think, she must not be of a pack. They smelled similar to her, but also different so he wondered if they were some sort of family. And again his heart went cold at the thought of his own children, who he would possibly never see again. He wanted to scream at the injustices that fate had wrought him all his life, but he kept his mouth quiet and fought to quiet his thoughts. Because even though he had been dealt a rather unfair life, he had Zenzi and if he had her. Well, then those injustices didn't seem so bad, and he thanked whoever saw fit to let him have her as his life mate, he thanked them with everything he had.

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ooc: Finally getting to use this! *squeals*
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It was obvious that the ebony female was still out of it. She hardly reacted when her love did, hardly even caring that a stranger had showed up. Right now, Zenzi could only think of her self-pity, which was entirely no good. Her yellow eyes simply followed the gaze set by Wildheart, eventually resting upon a white female who seemed to be regarding the pair cautiously. The stranger didn't seem to be a threat, so she took a couple steps up and gently nuzzled her warrior mate's scarred shoulder. Although he was covered in battle wounds, she found him perfect and wouldn't change his appearance for anything.

While Wildheart calmed slightly, it was obvious he was not going to take his eyes away from the new wolf until he had reason to trust her enough to do so. As he introduced her, she simply gave a small nod to her name, and that was about it. She didn't speak for a few more moments, and when she did, she was hardly sure if Wildheart would appreciate her words. "We're new to this place. Str... Annabelle... do you know the name of where we are?" Her voice held more fear and uncertainty than curiosity, but it would quell her fears if she only knew where they were.

Of course, knowing that small fact would never take away the pain of being torn from your blossoming children. The hurt she felt in her chest only grew when the scent of other wolves drifted from the female. It was not a pack scent. It was a family one. That could only mean this female had pups as well, which made her longing for Jace and Vienna grow ever stronger, as this wolf could return to her family while they could only wish. She was sure her eyes and expression showed this, but she hardly cared. She was slowly losing herself to this land.