10-14-2010, 03:11 PM
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OOC:Truly scary. Kids raising kids these days, what has the world come to? Sorry for the lateness of my reply... and the rambles in there. 713 words. (don't know how to keep up the word count. You've got the soul for prose, my dear. :-)
IC:
Ascher felt his words turn his reunion with his brother into a somber and pensive event. Where before Saul had been too happy to contain himself - a fact that gave Ascher no end of happiness - to now where Saul could be either concerned about his brother's safety, or jealous that he had been able to stay near Father during that horrible storm. Copper fur ruffled in uncertainty and shame. It was obvious now that Ascher had been pampered in comparison to at least one of his siblings, which cut deeply into Ascher's self-esteem. How could he, the youngest and weakest of the three puppies with Father at that time fare best in those conditions? It was not fair to his older and stronger siblings to bear such a burden, while he was coddled with the strength of his father. The beginnings of a feeling Ascher could not define - an anger and despair unfathomable - nibbled at the back of his mind, but the Stormbringer dutifully shook if from his thoughts. Now would not be the time to throw a fit because he had it better than someone more deserving.
Saul was here, and Shiloh was still alive, because Saul assured him so. That was what mattered at the moment.
But to put You stayed with Father? And he brought you back here? into the mix did not make Ascher feel any better. Where just an instant before, two of the Stormbringer brothers were intent on making the best of things after Father had uprooted them - even to the point of finding their sister no matter what - this new instant pulled Ascher back a couple of weeks.
Where had all that rain and wind come from and gone to, and why had it taken two of Ascher's siblings away? Sure, Father was still there, still keeping him safe, but it really was not the same. The following days brought with them a great and heavy sadness for Ascher, which Father doubtlessly recognized as loneliness. He was right - Shiloh and Saul had kept the silence out of the way while they had nipped at Ascher and taunted him for not going as fast as they were, and for getting hungry before it was time to eat. That was fine - Ascher loved it in comparison to the brittle silence as he followed in the very large paw prints of his father. And Father kept looking back to make sure Ascher was still there. He'd never done that before; it was not until he had come back from searching for so long without either of them in tow that he had become so protective over his progeny. Was it because he was that much weaker than those two that Father had felt he had to bring Ascher back? So that Gideon or Bris could take care of him? It would never be because it was "unfair" for a father to force a son on such a journey - Ascher thought that a son ought to follow his father and it had seemed perfectly fine when it was two sons and a daughter. But one son, maybe not the right son, could not follow.
Ascher realized that his silence had likely dragged on for a moment longer than it could afford without being awkward. But the past was trying to overtake the present, and it was difficult to separate the two at the moment. As he did so, he opened his mouth to respond, but then he closed it. He did not want to betray his resentment and inadequacy to someone who deserved much more than that from him. So he nodded quickly and jerkily, while not really registering that motion.
Trying to find a way to break the line of conversation, Ascher affected a growl of hunger he suddenly did not feel but said anyway, "Are you as hungry as I am, Saul? Wanna go find some food? Maybe Giddie, too?" In his head, Ascher knew that he wanted to surround himself with as many people as he could. He sidled up as close as he could to his brother, rather childishly, and said, "Really missed you, Saul. Wish you hadn't gone away. But you're here now - that's good."
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OOC:Truly scary. Kids raising kids these days, what has the world come to? Sorry for the lateness of my reply... and the rambles in there. 713 words. (don't know how to keep up the word count. You've got the soul for prose, my dear. :-)
IC:
Ascher felt his words turn his reunion with his brother into a somber and pensive event. Where before Saul had been too happy to contain himself - a fact that gave Ascher no end of happiness - to now where Saul could be either concerned about his brother's safety, or jealous that he had been able to stay near Father during that horrible storm. Copper fur ruffled in uncertainty and shame. It was obvious now that Ascher had been pampered in comparison to at least one of his siblings, which cut deeply into Ascher's self-esteem. How could he, the youngest and weakest of the three puppies with Father at that time fare best in those conditions? It was not fair to his older and stronger siblings to bear such a burden, while he was coddled with the strength of his father. The beginnings of a feeling Ascher could not define - an anger and despair unfathomable - nibbled at the back of his mind, but the Stormbringer dutifully shook if from his thoughts. Now would not be the time to throw a fit because he had it better than someone more deserving.
Saul was here, and Shiloh was still alive, because Saul assured him so. That was what mattered at the moment.
But to put You stayed with Father? And he brought you back here? into the mix did not make Ascher feel any better. Where just an instant before, two of the Stormbringer brothers were intent on making the best of things after Father had uprooted them - even to the point of finding their sister no matter what - this new instant pulled Ascher back a couple of weeks.
Where had all that rain and wind come from and gone to, and why had it taken two of Ascher's siblings away? Sure, Father was still there, still keeping him safe, but it really was not the same. The following days brought with them a great and heavy sadness for Ascher, which Father doubtlessly recognized as loneliness. He was right - Shiloh and Saul had kept the silence out of the way while they had nipped at Ascher and taunted him for not going as fast as they were, and for getting hungry before it was time to eat. That was fine - Ascher loved it in comparison to the brittle silence as he followed in the very large paw prints of his father. And Father kept looking back to make sure Ascher was still there. He'd never done that before; it was not until he had come back from searching for so long without either of them in tow that he had become so protective over his progeny. Was it because he was that much weaker than those two that Father had felt he had to bring Ascher back? So that Gideon or Bris could take care of him? It would never be because it was "unfair" for a father to force a son on such a journey - Ascher thought that a son ought to follow his father and it had seemed perfectly fine when it was two sons and a daughter. But one son, maybe not the right son, could not follow.
Ascher realized that his silence had likely dragged on for a moment longer than it could afford without being awkward. But the past was trying to overtake the present, and it was difficult to separate the two at the moment. As he did so, he opened his mouth to respond, but then he closed it. He did not want to betray his resentment and inadequacy to someone who deserved much more than that from him. So he nodded quickly and jerkily, while not really registering that motion.
Trying to find a way to break the line of conversation, Ascher affected a growl of hunger he suddenly did not feel but said anyway, "Are you as hungry as I am, Saul? Wanna go find some food? Maybe Giddie, too?" In his head, Ascher knew that he wanted to surround himself with as many people as he could. He sidled up as close as he could to his brother, rather childishly, and said, "Really missed you, Saul. Wish you hadn't gone away. But you're here now - that's good."
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