03-13-2011, 04:45 PM
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Life found Nayru in one of its most energetic and purest forms. Ruby eyes had seen the approach of the slipping and sliding creature and had merely observed with a detached form of interest until the creature had come much closer. As the child came nearer Nayru could see the details of the girl better, the cinnamon fur and bright eyes. The warm coat of the child invoked some memory for Nayru, but so long she had been isolated that this child could be anyone. Nayru did not know what orphans had come and gone during the days she had spent sleeping and healing. Yet she was the right age and the scent that wafted up to Nayru's nostrils when the child slid her way over to the woman confirmed any suspicions that had been slowly growing. The individual smells of Conor and Bris clung to the girl, and Nayru let a half smile grow on her lips as she braced herself for the impact of the small body coming at her. As the child righted itself a brief but vivid memory flashed before her. It was Conor and Saluce looking down on her and Gideon, who had come tumbling out of the brush, ambushing the alpha and warrior. Yet the image lasted but a second before it was Nayru looking down at the Dahlian child once more. "I am Nayru," she almost smiled again, "and you are little Eclipse." This could be no one but the puppy that Nayru had watched be born from the two wolves whom had taken her in. Nayru had spent time away from the Victorian home after the birthing, it was too crowded and the constant buzz of energy was too much for the quiet girl. Yet a small sadness knotted in her stomach when she thought of how much she missed at the home while she was away. The slow passing of time that eventually added up to those she loved aging, changing and growing without her realizing it. Yes, this was Eclipse, surely, but she was not the same squirming creature Nayru knew her to be. |