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- Mew Sadira - 11-26-2009 [html] Som me blei enige om for lenge siden. D e når Mew finne ut at Haku e fucked? kan alltids endra tidspunktet viss d kje passe. Word Count: -- The three little figures wandered off on their own much more these days, and she trusted them to do so. She knew they would not wander far enough to be in danger, and she made sure they stayed within limit of her nose. As long as she could easily find them, it was ok. The smallest girl stuck around her more than the others, but eventually she, too, had been lured in by the many awaiting adventures she could encounter on her own. Mew sat with a smile in the clearing, just outside Wolfville. The little family spent a lot of time in the ruin city, but she preferred to take them here. It was nicer, more natural; the city was merely where she slept and kept her keepsakes. It was not where she lived. The air carried her voice as she hummed gently, reading a random book she'd found in a corner of the room she used as her bedroom. In itself, it held little value to her, knowing very well it was from the "oh so wonderful library" that Lubomir had fixed up. But, it was entertainment for now. She was glad to relax, spending much time these days hunting to feed three tummies as hungry as her own. No doubt that would not change for the better as winter slowly covered everything, so she tried to hunt more than necessary now. The children's scents and directions were easy to make out, and so she relaxed, feeling very much content and in control of her life again. - Haku Soul - 12-05-2009 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 12-12-2009 [html] Yarr, das ist gut. Eg tror eg glømte å je deg beskjed om denne anyway oO Forresten, kem vett at Halo e dåtter te Colibri? Ingen? Word Count: 318 The scent of her brother was in the air, but Mew could not remember when last it had not been. It seemed he was their most hardworking scout these days, always at the borders somewhere. She was proud, in a way, but it made her curious. He could have others patrolling for him; he was the Lilium. Ah well, he had always been a strange one. This time, though, his scent grew stronger, and she put the book down and got up to walk in his direction. He still hadn't come to see his nephew and nieces, and she didn't know whether she was hurt or not by that. After all, it was the achievement of her life, and she wanted to see his pride when he laid eyes on them. Her legs took her to her house, and her nose told her that both Dexter and Haku must be in there or at least close by. Calling the young boy's name, she expected one would follow the other. "Dexter?" Going in through the back door, she quickly saw his stubby form facing her brother's. The boy was half-turned, probably having heard her calling his name. Halting a moment, she arched an eyebrow at the chocolate Lilium's facial expression before walking up to the pair. "Hey Haku, meet my son." Smiling, she bent down to be on the boy's level. "Dexter, this is your uncle Haku. He's the father of Emwe and Conor, and Colibri, too. Remember Colibri?" Dexter's face lit up at the mention of the chocolate femme's name, and his tail wagged a moment before turning around to face his uncle with a glorious smile. He knew how to speak, but it wasn't always necessary. She ruffled the boy's fur on the top of his head and rose again, simply standing by the little form. She was not sure whether to hug her brother or not. - Haku Soul - 12-15-2009 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 12-20-2009 [html] Yarr, das ist gut. Eg tror eg glømte å je deg beskjed om denne anyway oO Forresten, kem vett at Halo e dåtter te Colibri? Ingen? Word Count: 310 His face was the same as she knew it, her baby brother, but of course he had changed with time. When she had left Clouded Tears he had still been young and innocent, and now he was much older, and looked it. Perhaps he looked even older than they were, because of his scars and marks of hardship as pack subleader. Now, it was a long time since she had seen him, and something in her prevented her from hugging him. Dismissing it as the awkwardness of reunion, she smiled warmly at her brother as she watched the two males study each other. Still she was conflicted, because he seemed different, both from what she had expected, and from how she knew him. In fact, lately it had been as if she saw or heard nothing of him at all, but found his scent everywhere. The next words he spoke only strengthened her impression. Had she insulted him? And what kind of question was that? No congratulations or "I'm happy for you"s, but a simple, blunt question. As if they were merely items. These were the diamonds of her life, three small beings as pure as the first snow of winter, and all he had to say was "are there more?". Surely, she must have insulted him somehow. Still, he was unreasonable to carry his anger to her like this, without telling her about it up front, and her voice was not as warm when she replied to his question. "It is a litter of three. Dexter, Keeleigh and Vesle." She wondered for a moment why he did not know. It was a long time ago that she had brought them to this world, and everyone else had managed to pick up the info. Should she be insulted? Perhaps, but she would give him the benefit of the doubt. - Haku Soul - 12-22-2009 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 01-03-2010 [html] This is shite. Word Count: 334 - SoSuWriMo Mew frowned as he asked bluntly about Vesle's gender. What, was her names not good enough for him? He seemed cold, and it was lucky that Vesle was not here to hear those words.Moments ago she had been confused, not knowing whether to be indignant or not, but he had quickly solved that problem for her. Stepping forward so her front legs shielded Dexter, she clearly indicated that the conversation no longer included the boy. "A girl.", she stated, just as bluntly as he had asked. Still, on the outside she had not changed, skilled in maintaining a face for the rest of the world while other things went on inside. He asked to see the other puppies, and had he been merely her brother she might have denied him that, now. But He was the Lilium, and so she could not. Her head moved from one side to another as she looked for the other two children. "They're around here somewhere, I believe..." They went their own ways sometimes, when inside the packlands. She saw no danger in that. "Vesle? Keeleigh!" Calling out, she suspected they would arrive soon. They were generally obedient, and they knew that when she called for them it could mean anything from danger to food, and either reason was a good reason to come running to their mother. "They didn't go far, I don't let them." Her green gaze returned to her baby brother's blues and lingered there. Haku was different, tired perhaps. No doubt because of the strains of leadership? She would think it was not an easy task. Silence passed between them until the other two children arrived, and they quickly picked up on the strange situation and its mood. Taking comfort next to Dexter, the three ones lined up, and their mother introduced everyone. "Keeleigh, Vesle, this is your uncle Haku. Say hi, now." Her nose bent down to point at each of the girls as she said their names, so Haku would know. - Haku Soul - 01-04-2010 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 01-04-2010 [html] Word Count: 419 - SoSuWriMo Mew studied her brother's face as he studied her children, and saw no change in him. There seemed to be a certain lack of emotion, as if he simply did not care. For a moment, though, there seemed to be something, but it passed so quickly she was not certain whether she had seen it at all. Something as small as the widening of an eye or the twitch of a brow; she could very well simply have looked too hard at his face, and imagined it all. After all, she was often weary with these three running around her feet, and quite often she misinterpreted people's faces, for example's Alexey's. And it seemed to her that though she had been more emotional while carrying the litter, that feeling lingered in her body. She often overreacted or put more meaning into something than was intended. She would give her baby brother the benefit of the doubt. Blue orbs rested on Dexter the most intently, and Mew nudged the little boy on the back side, hoping he would take a step forward to speak to Haku. He resisted, however, and remained between her legs. The scepticism of the children did not lessen when he spoke to them, bluntly. Mew arched an eyebrow for a second before it settled again. Again with the strange words. Again with the strange reaction to a situation. None of the children replied, but stared at him with large saucer eyes. Annoyed now, at this tension in the room (which was surely imagined by her. After all, why wouldn't her own brother be happy to meet her children? No, this scene before her eyes was tainted by her excess of feeling, surely), Mew bent down and spoke to the children. Her voice was quite stern now, but soft at the edges, as if wshing to reprimand but not quite succeeding. "Now children, it's rude not to reply. Your uncle is the Lilium, and you should be respectful." Noticing the change in their mother's voice, the children looked at her stupidly before looking back at their uncle, and after hesitating a moment they all spoke at once, shyly, in sentences resembling "Hi uncle Haku" and "How are you?". Satisfied, Mew nudged them with her nose. "See? Not hard at all." She raised her head to look back at her brother, now quite proud. He could see they were not dimwits, just a little nervous around strangers. It was not at all uncommon, or so she had heard. - Haku Soul - 01-05-2010 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 01-07-2010 [html] Word Count: 406 - SoSuWriMo Mew's instincts insisted that something was not the way it should be with the behavior of her brother, but her senses told her that she was overreacting. These days it was hard to tell the natural reaction from the unnatural one, and she was blinded by her children's take on this world. She was growing careless and not taking precautions anymore. She was increasingly failing at reading her fellow adults' behavior as she spent her days studying the children and them alone. Of course, Conor and Alexey came by regularly, and Hanna visited sometimes, but still most of her days and time was spent on the little clumsy forms that now stood between her front legs. She decided now, that it was enough of introductions, and seeing as Haku was not interested in talking to them on their own level she would let them go. Bending down she spoke to the quietly, but of course not so the Lilium would not hear. "Why don't you go and play, and your mum can have a talk with her brother alone?" The children looked at her for a little moment, then at Haku, and Mew smiled as they hurried away. Happiness in returning to their daily playing routine was what she saw. Perhaps there had been relief on the little boy's face, but she had not seen it. As she lifted her head to meet her brother's baby blue eyes, there was a different air about her; Mew was still a mother, but as the children walked away with the complete lack of grace that only children can transform into cuteness she became more of Haku's sister, more of Mew as she had always been. Her green gaze was not as masked by the affection of her children. Sharp gaze studied her brother's face now. "It's been a long time, Haku. I rarely see you anymore - how are you?" Her voice was inviting; if he was troubled and wished to share this with her, he may. She was offering him this, as one of the only things she could do to ever repay him for always having her back. But he did not want to speak, he could easily avoid the whole ordeal, and ;ew would think nothing of it. The Lilum was a busy position to hold, no doubt. She smiled, quite happy with how he had decided to visit her. She had not expected this. - Haku Soul - 01-10-2010 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 01-15-2010 [html] Kort post frå meg. Word Count: 267 - SoSuWriMo Her brother didn't change at all as he spoke, and her heart fell a little. She would have understood if it was the children's presence that had made him uncomfortable or something, but she was his sister, no? The one he had rained down vengeance on Inferni for. She would have thought that equaled to at least a smile or so. She would have thought he could have visited her before now, or was more happy on her behalf. Certainly not that he would close himself for her like this. Shifting her weight, she sat down as he spoke with that same unchanging voice. Either he was weary, or something else was afoot. She had expected him to return to his normal self once the children left, though it seemed this was not what was going to happen. Last she had seen him properly was after the birth of his sons, and he had been entirely different then. Her head tilted sideways as she studied him a moment before not replying at all. Only when he compared her life as a mother to his own life at the borders and defined them both as good lives did she speak. Surely, never ceasing to patrol the borders was neither healthy nor leading a good life? "I can't see why patrolling can be satisfying when that is all you do. Aren't you tired?" Her questions came from concern, but also now from curiosity. She had eyes in her skull, she could see now that he was different. She wondered what their Lilium was up to on his free time. - Haku Soul - 01-22-2010 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 01-23-2010 [html] Word Count: 577 - SoSuWriMo She nodded silently as he replied in a quiet voice. "I see" True, it was all true. But she had not asked simply to be given an answer she could have thought up herself; no, she had asked to penetrate this shell that seemed to hinder her in reaching her brother. He was distant, she thought, which was also why she thought he might be weary. But the shell was easily maintained, or unbreakable, or so it would seem. Most who hid from their surroundings would succumb when met with affection, at least when they realized it was genuine, but not her baby brother, it would seem. And she agreed with what he said; as a leader, he did not have time to concern himself with the trifles of muscles aching or the need to rest one's mind. In that sense, Mew was lucky; she was a mere underling, though quite high up in the ranks system. She could, in a sense, do with her time as she pleased, long as she remembered to fulfill her few duties to this pack. But a leader's list of chores was neverending. They had been given the trust of the pack's members, and one of their sacrifices was the luxury of spare time. It seemed to Mew that her brother had changed in the time span between their last and current meeting, and for this the femme was sad. She did not wish to grow away from her brother, like so many siblings did, just because of life itself. She wished to spend this life, now that she had been spared from death, and blessed with her family, with the ones she cared about. But if her brother no longer wanted to be social with her, it was all different, and she would have lost a brother. Siblingless, parentless, but not without family. Still, she wished that reality was otherwise than this worry. Only when he commented on the Rosea did she shift her stance, and now she was not certain how to respond. She had been busy reproducing and minding her own business, had had no time to interact with her cousin or her brother, unless they sought her. But they had not, and now she felt as if there was something she ought to know. Was there a problem between the Rosea and her Lilium? It would seem this way, from her brother's dry remark. One ear moved backwards towards her skull, mirroring the confusion within her. She would not accuse him of wrongly accusing their Rosea; she was smarter than that. She knew very well that her brother could be proud sometimes, and would not appreciate it. Instead, she inquired further. "What do you mean? Is she not busy with the family?" Last Mew had seen her, Cercelee had been living with a family, though none of those children were of her mateship to Slay. Still, she had seemed pretty busy, being a mother and leading a pack. Then again, Mew did not ask unless prompted, and for a long time now she had paid little attention to the happenings outside her very little world. A very little world consisting of herself, her children, Alexey and Conor. She chose to give attention to those who seemed to want it, instead of openly offering it to any living thing that passed her by. If the leadership took no interest in her, she took no interest in the leadership. - Haku Soul - 02-03-2010 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 02-18-2010 [html] Dette e rart når hu e dø. Fade out eller noge sånt? Word Count: -- It seemed as if her baby brother zoned out, and she eyed him suspiciously, though not openly so. He looked the same as he had always done, to her, no matter how his skin changed as he faced new trials and ordeals. Scars were merely proof that one was alive, and she had come to revere her own as marks of a long life, and tokens of luck. It had not been apparent to her until recently, with the coming of her children. It was strange, how the world had changed so suddenly — and dramatically. She spoke, and her brother returned to her, only to confuse her further. Cercelee no longer had the five pups in her care? Showed hos much Mew paid attention. Or rather, how much Cercelee focused on updating her cousin. The white femme assumed that her Rosea was always busy since she never came to visit, but perhaps there were different reasons behind her behavior. Whatever it was, Mew wished to know, though she would not go asking for it. Not even from her baby brother. Moving her front legs as if shrugging, Mew mumbled a disheartened sentence which meant nothing. "Oh well." Pausing, her posture revealed a moment of uncertainty. "I suppose she has her reasons." She did not mumble this time, but the tone of voice delivered the sentence almost like a question, as if she hoped her brother would offer her information, yet not. Moving her head to look behind her, she checked if she could make out her children back there, always needing to know where they were. She was not about to neglect them now that she had nearly died to have them, and not having them in sight or hearing range made her nervous. - Haku Soul - 03-05-2010 [html]
- Mew Sadira - 03-18-2010 [html] Baibai! The chocolate male turned and left abruptly, seemingly emotionless, leaving his sister (though only in blood, now, and not in mind) confused. She could not decide whether to be offended, worried or just leave it at nothing and think nothing of it. Emerald eyes stared at his secui form as he moved away from her, nostrils taking in his scent as he walked away; how it slowly disappeared into air, along with her confusion. In the end she would just leave him alone. In the end they were both alone. She, too, turned when he was out of sight, and soon her attention was back on her children, doting on them and telling them about their uncle; their strange uncle with strange scars and even stranger behavior. She knew very well that he had changed since she first arrived here, but was oblivious to the degree of it. Perhaps there was nothing wrong in her not knowing him, for she would die still thinking of him affectionately, still seeing her baby brother in his damned and scarred form. Ignorance is bliss, and though her mind was far from blissful at the thought of him, it was miles away from being as scared as it would have been had she known the truth. |