Music to my ears
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WC: 321

Yet another day passed, and his parent’s hadn’t come for him. It’d been almost six days, that was forever! Denali was starting to feel the gloom of the reality he was about to face… his parents might never ever come. His thoughts had been jumbled around though when he heard something in the distance. It sounded like it was coming from that big building, what had Savina called it again? Oh a mansion. He moved toward it, the sound it was so strange to his ears yet the sound was pleasant, the pup moved closer and heard it louder, there was no explanation for the sound he was hearing right now, and he doubted what he saw would explain it any better. He was right, there he was nearing the porch where a dark wolf sat, he was like his parents were sometimes, sitting up on his rump rather than his four paws… why couldn’t Denali do that? He’d been told about it a while ago, but he was still confused, anyway…. He saw there was some weird thing in one hand and a stick with a string in the other… well the one hand did look like it might have been a really think stick with lots of strings… this didn’t explain the sound that was coming out of the thing what so ever. how did it do that? What was the wolf doing with it anyways? He knew it was pleasant sounding , but that didn’t mean that was the wolf’s intentions.

what is that?

He was well aware that this was a stranger, one who seemed to be a part of the pack itself. Which meant that he had no cause for conscern. That’s what Savina said, the pack would take care of him… and boy were there a lot of wolves, he was sure that if a coyote came here, he wouldn’t have time to hurt anyone!

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#2
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It was definitely one of though sit out in the sun sort of beautiful days. It was rare that Jazper stuck around the mansion except when he was in the library or in his room sleeping however today the warrior had decided it was just too good a day to spend walking in circles around the territory and to hot to go out into town. Instead Jazper sat with his violin in his lap and looked up at the sun with a goofy grin. The summer time was a sensitive time for Jazper's body. The sun mixed with humidity often made it hard for him to carry his mass around. Not to mention every last inch of him was a mix of different shades of blacks. In the summer season his coat compromised a little and shed leaving the giant with a sleek and thin coat, with the exception of the thicker mane around his neck.


With a sigh Jazper wondered where Aro and Sophia had gotten off to. It had been far to long since they had hung out as a family. They had just grown up way to fast for the coal warrior's liking. It seemed like just yesterday Ghita had arrived at the boarders incapable of forming a proper English sentence, that he had fallen in love, the night they had make the mistake of getting piss drunk and ended up with an accidental family that he loved and adored. Now Sophia and Aro had grown up and were at the stage where they could shift any day. What an experience that always was. Jazper could remember very vividly the night he first changed. It wasn't painful, it was just a scary strange and unfamiliar thing. The fear of the unknown was usually what made the new shifters go into shock briefly after their change. It was a sign that they were adults now. Adult, independent, functioning members of the pack. Meaning they weren't Jazper's little pups anymore.


A small ache planted itself where the Knight's heart should be as he looked blankly out at the forest and thought of his son and daughter. They didn't need him anymore. His whole purpose as a father had been lost because of the simply motion of time. Raising the darkly shaded instrument he placed in securely under his chin and gently let the hairs of the bow kiss the strings. Today Jazper didn't play his usually happy and light dancing music. No, today he let the strings and hairs meet for the full length of the bow. Allowing a melancholy melody to evolve as he sat quietly reminiscing.


His solitude was however, not left very solitary as he was rudely interrupted by a tiny voice. Caught off guard Jazper quickly turned to see a pup who he had never seen in his life. He certainly wasn't one of Anu's boys nor was he one of Savina and Kansas' pups. Taking in the tiny pup he was almost tempted to tell him it was non of his business and he should run back to his mommy. However, the boy didn't smell like any other pack, just Crimson Dreams. Perhaps they had a guest who was staying here with their pups? “It's a violin. It makes sounds when you touch the bow to the stings in a certain way.” He explained briefly before getting the his main point, “Who are you?”


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Denali didn’t see the males facial reaction, or body posture to tell him if he was welcome or not, he was too young to care about that. He was looking at the instrument. It made pretty sounds, something so alien yet … so comforting. His mind temporarily left his thoughts on his parents coming to get them. In the back of his mind he told himself they will get here soon enough. He smiled, a violin? It had an alien name too just like the alien sound it made… but he liked it.

It is very pretty, I like that noise,

He said in his pup’s honesty,

I am Denali.

He said but didn’t add anything to it, should he? He wasn’t sure. The young Tibetan wolf didn’t know much these days, and they seemed to just get more confusing with the turn of a day. Some of his strongest feelings turned to doubt when the coyote attacked his family… why did such a thing happen, he didn’t know, he realized his face dropped as he thought that and quickly put on his happy face, wagging his tail, he knew if he was good he would get treats maybe he’d play something more so Denali could see what he did. He had explained it but he wanted to see more, his pups curiosity was getting to him.

Does everyone know how to play one? Can I play one too?

He asked suddenly, still unaware that he had destroyed the black wolf’s solitude. He only wanted to ask questions, to learn about this new thing, and maybe he could play it too. He didn’t even think that he couldn’t do something because he had not changed yet. His head wasn’t quite capable of knowing something like that yet. He just wanted something to distract him and right now, it was this violin playing wolf.

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I was thinking that the parents question would cause Danali to be all defensive and do somethign to make Jazper put him in his place XD Sorry this post is suckage.

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The little brown pup continued to look at his violin in awe and Jazper quickly realized that the title of 'violin' meant nothing and was simply lost on the pups ears. He probably wouldn't even remember what the thing sounded like in a few weeks time being preoccupied with pup nonsense and such. With a quick introduction the warrior now knew the pup as Danali however, why he was all alone and why he couldn't smell any other strangers on the boy was beyond Jazper. He placed the violin on the porch and looked back to the boy sitting so eager to learn something new, to hear a cool story or see some miracle of sorts. With a sigh the over sized giant decided he had better follow the rules of conversation and tell the kid his name as well, “Name's Jazper. Nice too meet you Danali.”


It wasn't that the Knight didn't like conversing, in fact Jazper was quite talkative and rather enjoyed sitting around with a friend and talking about their plans. Today he was just a little warn out and his patience had run out. All he wanted was to be alone and here came this puppy he had never seen before distracting his thoughts and asking questions. Shaking his head he chuckled lightly, “No, not everyone can or wants to play a violin. There are a bunch of instruments that others prefers and most wolves have no interest in learning to play one to start with.” And some just wanted to be left to their own private thoughts. At least Danali hadn't bombarded him with personal questions. Looking down at the brown toned pup he stood up and let his tail stand tall as a sign of dominance. “Where are your parents Danali?” His tone leaned more towards the 'don't you have somewhere to go?' tone of voice.







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WC: --- OOC: How’s that for an outburst? Tongue anyways it’s short… yay for puppy posts lol.

The big wolf stopped his playing to answer questions, and looked Denali up and down. Denali felt sad that the music had stopped but he didn’t mind the attention. This wolf seemed very nice, he liked him. He’d introduced himself a Jazper. He’d have to remember that if he was to come visit again after his parents found him. Denali then felt that there was something slightly wrong and when the wolf asked where his family was, he suddenly found himself… well not in the right place. He wasn’t scared the wolf would hurt him… well he was kinda, but the air the wolf was sorting out was that of… get lost kid. That was when Denali lost it. He started shouting.

They will come for me, they’ll be here, they are looking for me right now. I don’t care if it’s been a long time, they will come, they’ll take me back they will.

He was furious this wolf didn’t know his parents were looking for him. How could any wolf not know that? Don’t all parents come looking for their pups?

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Sorry for the wait! I think this is where Denali can jump Jazper from behind and demand his stay and teach him to be big and scary XD

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Looking from the boy to his violin he was reminded that all he wanted was some peace and quiet so he could reminisce about the days when he could hold his baby boy and girl in one massive hand. The days that Aro was tiny and nervous instead of nearly the size of his old man and running off practicing fighting and working so that one day he would be as powerful as he thought Jazper was. The days were Sophia would run around the house trying to escape the view of her protective parents only to break something or cause trouble of some sorts, Now she was off on her own, hardly seen to either parent except when they specifically looked for her or she looked for them. Sophia, much like her mother, enjoyed her space and independence as a young women. The two, simply put, weren't his little pups anymore.


Denali's loud outburst suddenly jolted Jazper from his happy place once more with his own temper starting to flare up but the second. He had simply asked a question there was no need for the boy to start yelling and growling at him. He was the superior. A grumble started within the coal warrior's chest as he looked at the little brat that dared to ruin his peace. All he had wanted was a nice quiet time alone and then he had shown up asking dumb question. Denali seemed incapable of picking up subtle social hints, in fact the little boy seemed to ignore all social protocol whatsoever. It had taken Lucifer to knock some sense into Jazper when he was a boy, perhaps this pup needed the same lesson.


With a large teeth bared snarl the Knights massive body flung forward at the boy and began to change. It was quite the sight to behold a luperci morphing down to his halfling form. His large spread hands slowly changed into massive paws, the fur around his neck thickened into a midnight mane and he fell from two paws to four. Now, growling above the little boy was a massive halfling with toothy grin, “Its not polite to yell at bigger wolves.” It was the only lesson he wanted to inflict. He would never harm the pup, never lay a aggressive paw on him. All he had done is pushed what every wolf knew, you respect the bigger wolf or you get in trouble. Moving off of Denali, Jazper started towards the manor porch with a large cocky grin and his tail high in the air.




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OOC: he still sounds pretty annoying, hehehe puppies

Every thing seemed to change all around him, first the atmosphere when he had his outburst, then the action, he felt he was flying, and the change of the black wolf, not just his annoyance to extreme unhappiness, but the change from optime to secui forms. The change was very scary for Denali fell head over heels trying to scamper away. But he was on his back and staring up at the huge, very intimidating. The words that came out of the wolf’s mouth was simple enough, and then he started moving away. Denali was almost sure he was gonna eat him. He sat up, he’d tears in his eyes from the fright that Jazper had given him.

I’m sorry… please don’t go I am lonely, and…

He hesitated, the wolf seemed to be hating his company, and Denali didn’t know why, maybe it wasn’t because he was as big and scary as Jazper was? He’d a good idea then.

Could you teach me to be big an scary so that I won’t make anyone mad?

The words that came out of Denali’s mouth made perfect sense to him, but sometimes the adults didn’t think his knowledge was all that well rounded as Denali thought it was.

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