01-22-2010, 01:55 PM
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Mhmmm. 520
Slowly the girls began to slow their playful attacks on their father and their giggling faded into bright smiles on their faces. Ehno still felt that fatherly elation from playing a silly little game with his children, but he could see that playtime would be over soon. His smile was just as bright as his daughters’ and he gave each of them, including the quietly worried Harlowe a loving nudge with his muzzle. He was happy to spend whatever time he had with them playing like this. The Marino couldn’t be sure just how much time he could have with them in the future, and they would be growing up so quickly. He savored these moments as if they were precious and vital to his life.
As Naniko called an end to their playtime, Ehno himself was suddenly once again aware of the reality of their situation. He had horribly conflicting thoughts on the split state of his family. He had grown to slowly accept that he would essentially be leading two lives within two packs, yet something about it still bothered him, something he could not quite put his finger on. It was particularly odd considering that he had never really taken the time to consider how his life would end up playing out. He had the vague image of a perfect little family, spending each day together and loving the company of one another. But the thought had never truly progressed further than that vague, shadow of an idea and perhaps that was why the Marino man could adjust to this lifestyle, though not fully.
Ehno realized then that he had been living his life up until now one step at a time, taking things as they came. As a youth, he had never expected that he would be leaving Italy nor did he imagine that he would wind up travelling so far from his homeland and his family. Somehow fate had been kind and reunited the family, though now they faced a different sort of separation. The Marino simply went along with things as they came, almost on a whim. Perhaps this was the case with his fleeting romance when he had first begun travelling through Italy. He could only recall the pull of the great unknown and strained goodbyes. Certainly that wouldn’t be the case anymore, right? He wondered if he would ever truly settle down and plan his life accordingly. Fate seemed too fickle with him to allow such a thing to happen.
But he could look upon his small family and have hope that everything would work out. This wasn’t something that he could simply decide for himself. It was quite ironic, now that he thought about it, that the one thing he wished he could decide and plan on was the only thing he had to wait to see how it would turn out. The puppies yipped happily at the prospect of food and looked excitedly to their mother. Ehno stood and nodded his agreement at Naniko’s idea. He smiled fondly at the snowy-pelted woman and returned her playful nudge. “That sounds great.”
Slowly the girls began to slow their playful attacks on their father and their giggling faded into bright smiles on their faces. Ehno still felt that fatherly elation from playing a silly little game with his children, but he could see that playtime would be over soon. His smile was just as bright as his daughters’ and he gave each of them, including the quietly worried Harlowe a loving nudge with his muzzle. He was happy to spend whatever time he had with them playing like this. The Marino couldn’t be sure just how much time he could have with them in the future, and they would be growing up so quickly. He savored these moments as if they were precious and vital to his life.
As Naniko called an end to their playtime, Ehno himself was suddenly once again aware of the reality of their situation. He had horribly conflicting thoughts on the split state of his family. He had grown to slowly accept that he would essentially be leading two lives within two packs, yet something about it still bothered him, something he could not quite put his finger on. It was particularly odd considering that he had never really taken the time to consider how his life would end up playing out. He had the vague image of a perfect little family, spending each day together and loving the company of one another. But the thought had never truly progressed further than that vague, shadow of an idea and perhaps that was why the Marino man could adjust to this lifestyle, though not fully.
Ehno realized then that he had been living his life up until now one step at a time, taking things as they came. As a youth, he had never expected that he would be leaving Italy nor did he imagine that he would wind up travelling so far from his homeland and his family. Somehow fate had been kind and reunited the family, though now they faced a different sort of separation. The Marino simply went along with things as they came, almost on a whim. Perhaps this was the case with his fleeting romance when he had first begun travelling through Italy. He could only recall the pull of the great unknown and strained goodbyes. Certainly that wouldn’t be the case anymore, right? He wondered if he would ever truly settle down and plan his life accordingly. Fate seemed too fickle with him to allow such a thing to happen.
But he could look upon his small family and have hope that everything would work out. This wasn’t something that he could simply decide for himself. It was quite ironic, now that he thought about it, that the one thing he wished he could decide and plan on was the only thing he had to wait to see how it would turn out. The puppies yipped happily at the prospect of food and looked excitedly to their mother. Ehno stood and nodded his agreement at Naniko’s idea. He smiled fondly at the snowy-pelted woman and returned her playful nudge. “That sounds great.”