Shadows in the Night
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For Jazper da boogey-man! Perfect for Halloween, yes?

The world he had been born into had changed so drastically in the past weeks. The cooler days had brought with them all sorts of weird changes. The grass in the morning was coated in a white sheen, and crunched oddly beneath his overly large paws. Feeling stiff against the pads of his feet. No longer damp and clinging as it had been when it had been warmer and coated in dew. But it was not only the grass, but the leaves of the trees had changed as well. Changing from the green color shared by all to a variety of oranges, yellows and reds. Most had even fallen from the limbs they once clung too, leaving the trees bare and naked. It was a source of mystery and amazement to the young pup. As each changing season would be until he became accustom to the cycle. The slate gray skies didn't detour the pup from his explorations, nor the biting wind. His coat was starting to fill out as the chill took grip on the lands, making the cool air most enjoyable.

Like most days, Cypress had set out with little-to-no idea as to what he would do. Putting one paw infront of the other he let the world take it where it willed. Chasing leaves and the invisible prey that hid in the crunching mounds of them. The trees looking so different now that they were bare and it was like exploring his home all over again. Eventually he had wore himself out. Finding a nice pile of leaves, safe and out of the wind he laid down for a nap. The afternoon was young and he had plenty of time to take a short rest before headding back home.

Cypress awoke with a start. What was that? He was on his feet instantly, ears pinned back and his tail tucked as he looked around him, spinning in circles. Something had woke him up and it was late, much later than it should have been. The sun had already vanished from the sky but it was not quite dark...yet. Where am I? He thought to himself, unable to recognize exactly were he was. His heart hammered in his chest as he started to panic, his mind still fogged over from sleep he wasn't able to think clearly yet. There was a rustle in the distance behind him. Spooked, the pup spun to look towards the source of the sound, large ears pressed foward. Though there was nothing. There! He heard another rustle from another direction, but upon looking there was nothing. Ears folded back, flat against his skull. He needed to get home. Dangerous things came out at night. Momma would be awefully worried about him by the time he made his way back home. But which way was it? Quickly, and not with out frequently looking behind him the tree pup made his way home, at least he hoped he was going in the right direction.

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Jaz-man

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Yesterday morning he had woken up a father of one beautiful independent daughter and one handsome and noble son. This morning he woke u with a smile on his face feeling on top of the world. For this morning he had woken up to his mate and three unique little figures. Two big boys and one baby girl. He had allowed Ghita and the little ones to rest and feed, checking in regularly as often as he thought needed, which was quite often. The largest of the three was dark in color, a mix of chocolate brown and streaks of black, he was Tony. The middle pup was named Lorenzo Knight, he had the typical timber wolf markings found in the Marino's history. Last but not least was little Fia Marino-Knight. His white baby girl with cute little black markings around her eyes, the tip of her tail, and her toes.


The day was spent checking in on Ghita and the tree pups. Bringing food and even playing violin softly while the pups squeaked and wiggled around. He felt so full of live, so energetic and happy! Now that the evening had come he quickly sneaked out, not bothering to shift down into a four legged form. Tonight he would just go for a stroll. The sun had already set but an outline of light still hung in the air from the moon beginning to raise. It wasn't long until the friendly giant came across a scent he was familiar with. A smirk crossed his face.


Jazper had taken to teaching things the hard way, not through soft and gentle guiding , but through a natural life lesson. Taking a stick of the ground he began to hit the tree branches, making them rustle. Walking as quickly and quietly as he could he moved around to the other side of where he knew the pup was and started rustling the branches there. Cypress would certainly not stay out late again. Shifting down into his halfling form he let a deep growl rumble in his broad chest. Moving, he walked out from behind the bushes trying to look as big as he could, in the form he stood a shocking 4 feet, about the size of a small bear. “What are you doing out so late?” He asked in a fake deep voice s he hid in the shadows, only relieving his shapes outline to the pup. "And all alone."



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The pup was spooked, hunkering as he ran in what he could only hope was the direction of the manor. His tail tucked tight against his legs as he went. His head spun at shake and rustle of the trees and brush, but he still saw nothing. Surely he was just imagining it. Though he couldn't help but think of all the nasty things that he had been warned about. Things that came out at night and like wolf pups for a nice snack. He tried to push the thoughts from his mind. He tried to tell himself he was being foolish, but the fear just kept bubbling back up, making him scurry from every sound.

Then he heard it. It sounded like rocks sliding down a mountian, grinding and clashing together. The low, rumbling growl froze him in tracks. Legs shaking as he sunk to the ground, ever appendage flattened as he tried to disappear, coming nothing more than a lifeless lump on the ground. Eyes searched frantically for the source, his bringer of death. There! There it was. It was massive! Though he could just barely make out the shape of the creature in the darkness. Holding as still stone, though more like a trembling leaf, the pup whimpered as he huddled on the ground. Unaware of the soft, scared sounds he made.

He flinched as the low, gruff voice cut through the the night air. He was had, it was over. "D-d-d-d..D-d-don't eat me!" He shrieked, paws coming up to cover his eyes. Though it seemed the pup would have a change of heart and not simply surrender himself then and there. In a moment of pure panic he looked around frantically for any chance of escape. Bolting the pup ran as fast as awkward limbs could carry him.

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I'm soorrryyyyyy D:

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Hiding in the shadows there was no doubt that the Knight would make for a terrifying sight. His large muscular body could easily be used to harm others however, this warrior in particular would never do anything of the such. All he was doing was having some fun and teaching a lesson. What else could you expect a wolf to do at night during a boring boarder check? In the past Jazper would never have used such harsh methods of a pup but now a days he was feeling his age, he wasn't a young teenager anymore, his son was. Naturally the warrior had begun to cause his own trouble when the opportunity arose. He wasn't sure why he felt so energized but he just wanted to cause a little trouble, be spontaneous and try something new. This just happened to be one of those situations that would allow him to cause a little hell.


Cypress' reaction was exactly what he had expected, the fear would teach the boy to stay in the mansion after dark. However, just as he was about to revile himself and take pride in a lesson taught the little boy went running and a sense of panic overcame him. Shock left the Knight sitting bottom on group with a dumbfounded face. What if he actually got hurt or lost?! Anu would never forgive him. Scampering to his paws he quickly followed after the boy calling, “Cypress! It's just me!” He was going to be in so much trouble for this! Never would he have pulled such a stunt in the past. Recently he had been feeling rebellious. Perhaps the vibes from Aro were starting to make him feel like he needed to relive his teenage years. Whatever was going on in the males brain it certainly wasn't going to help him get out of this mess.





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<3 heh poor Jazper

Fear had gripped him so completely the moment he had bolted. Certain that his end had been near. And still in hot pursuit. His pulse pounded in his ears as he ran all out. He heard the beast call after him, but in his panicked stated he did not comprehend a single word. His chest already heaving as he went, paws scrambling to carrying further and faster. He had to get away, he had to survive. He had to.

It was still following him, he could hear it coming closer and closer. And then it happened. His growing and awkward limbs would be his down fall. Time stopped as his legs tangled, blue eyes went wide and though he struggled to untangle his legs quickly he still went tumbling. A sharp yelp of surprise as he went tumbling through the dense under brush. Coming to a rest under the low hanging limbs of a cedar. Hidden from sight, and though he thought himself still and silent, his soft whimpering would easily give him away as he lay shaking with his body pressed as tightly to the ground as he could manage. Maybe, just maybe, whatever it was would give up on its meal of puppy and go away.


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Daww Sad

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What had he been thinking? The poor boy ran from him in fear and Jazper's heart sank feeling horrible for that fact. The pups were his to protect from harm and horrible wolves and coyotes who would torture their imaginations just the way he had just done. As he ran after the boy calling he was startled by how fast the pup could run. “Cypress!” He yelled in desperation. What would Savina and Anu say when this story reached them? Suddenly, a loud and quick yelp, followed by many thumps, caused him to stop in his track and listen. His ears leaned forward as far as they would reach trying to listen for the brown toned male. His heart rate began to grow even faster than it had been originally. “Shit.” He swore under his breath as he rushed towards the sound of the fall.


As he drew closer the Knight could hear soft whining. Sighing he slowed down to a trot and began searching for a safe way to the boy. Sliding down and pushing his way through the brush he bite his lips every time a stick or thorn stabbed at his coat. Finally finding his way to the pups side he spoke up in a gentle voice, “It's Jazper.” Slowly making his way into the moonlight he pressed his ears flat against his head. Boy was he going to be in trouble for this. Quickly, but cautiously, he scooted forward bringing his large head down to lick the poor boy's curled up body. “Are you okay?” Why hadn't he just woken the kid up properly and brought him home like any good wolf would have done. Instead he had decided to be a fool and scare the daylights out of the guy. Laying down beside him Jazper put his head on the ground to be eye level with the scared pup.





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For the longest time all the Cypress could hear hammering of pulse and rush of his breath. Was it really that loud? Struggling to steady and slow his breath. And so, so completely oblivious to his own pathetic whimpering. Once he was able to hear past his own fear, he could hear something close, very close. Jazper! At last his startled mind processing the name as he felt a warm lick. The boy still flinched at the contact, but blue eyes that had been clamped shut, blinked open looking for the large bulk of the dark knight. "Mmmhmm," was all he managed in response along with a shaky nod.

Cypress would not even allow himself to think that it had just been Jazper all along and he quickly scooted up to Jazper, pressing his trembling form against the larger male and burying his tear soaked face in his black fur. "I'm so glad your here. There something out there." His voice shook and cracked as he tried not to sob. He had been so scared, but he knew it would be okay now. Now that Jazper was here. "I think it wanted to eat me." He pulled his face out of other male's fur to look at him and sniffled. He did believe him didn't he?


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Daww Sad

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Laying beside the boy, head down in the dirt trying to make the pup see that there was no danger, seconds seemed like minutes ticking by ever so slowly. It had been stupid of him to try and rattle up a reaction in him. Should have just picked him up and brought him home where he could wake up in the safety of the manor. The flinching little body caused the warrior to grimace in shame and guilt. Shock took over as Cypress began to sob and pushed himself into his thick ebony coat. Looking down at him with wide lighting tones eyes he could feel his heart sink and a lump build deep in his throat. He could hear what the pup was saying despite the fact that the sound was muffled from his fur. Finally he was face to face with those clear blue eyes that Cypress had received form Anu. What was he suppose to say?


How could he lie to those eyes? Those were the eyes that he had shared secrets with and looked up too for leadership. Yet, he didn't want Cypress to think he was a monster. He could just say he had scared it off. “It wasn't a monster Cypress.” He reassured with gentle eyes and he continued to nudge the boys head and face hoping he would calm down. Ghita would have killed him by now if this was their boy. “It was just a wolf. I big mean wolf.” Sighing he rose to his feet and grabbed the boy by the scruff, placing him on his feet. “Let's so home Cy. I'm sure Anu is worried sick about you.” What he didn't know couldn't hurt him right? At least he hoped that was right or he would be receiving some serious scolding. Trying to look confident he nudged the dark toned boy forward. Next time he would just bring him back to the manor like he would have from the beginning, Now he had to worry about protecting him from a fake wolf.



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There was no doubt in the youth's mind that he was safe now that Jazper was here. Uncle Jazper was big, bigger than whatever nasty thing that had been chasing him. Surely he was, and he would scare away whatever big nasty wolf it was that had been after a nice puppy snack. But with such relief came the flood of held back tears and sobs. "Is he gone? Gone for good?" He was still nervous that the beast might still lurk out in the shadows. Though he did his best, and fail miserably, to hide the streaking tears and the sniffles they caused. The sobs and shaking had quickly subsided. If he only had fingers he could dash away the last of his tears, but as it were he was unable to stop them from rolling down his cheeks.

His legs felt wobbly under him as Jazper picked him up and placed him on his feet. Cypress looked up at the far larger male, his blue eyes filled with awe for the male he saw only as rescuer in this whole mess. Blissfully blind to what a twisted little tale it was and it was for the best. Still at the mention of his mother, Cypress couldn't help but feel that some how he had failed her. This was all his fault, had he not been out so late he would have been safe in the manor long before darkness had fallen over the land. "Jazper, will momma be angry with me? I..I didn't mean to be out so late..," he started to explain. "I didn't mean to." Oh he was not looking forward to momma learning of this tale, or his brothers. "You won't..tell Oak and Alder I cried? Will you? Please don't." He had been walking along rather steadily but at the request he had to stop, looking up with great big, pleading puppy eyes.


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You wanna wrap this up in your next post ?Smile

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Sighing Jazper felt even more guilty as the questions piled up. How was he going to keep this a secret? “Yes,” The large brute reassured, “all gone. It wont come back knowing that ol' Jazper's here.” He joked lightly nudging the boy before nudging his muzzle against the brown boy's face, attempting to dry the tears on both sides of his face. Even though the warrior was very large and scary looking to some he had a very kind heart for his pack. The members of Crimson Dreams were his family and had been since the day Deuce and Lucifer had taken him into these lands as one of their own. Looking at Cypress he was as much family as Aro and Sophia. It was hard for him to lie to such a nice young pup. He was sure Cypress would turn out a better man than he was tonight.


Smiling a little as he started walking beside the boy the Knight attempted to keep his eyes forward and his steps brisk. As soon as he got the boy home everything would go back to normal. Sadly, the questions kept coming. “No your mom wont be angry.” He reassured again, “She's in bed by now. I'll explain to her everything.” Of course he was lying through his teeth as his brain started thinking of how he was going to get through this. Suddenly he noticed the pup has stopped. Turning to look at the boy he was surprised by the big worried blue eyes he was met by. “Oh gosh Cypress,” the warrior sighed as he walked back to the pup, “Noone has to know Cy.” He promised, “We'll get you home and in bed, tell you mom you were out with me, and your brothers wont have to know a thing.” Turning back in the direction of the manor he took a step, “How's that son?” As they approched the Manor he felt a little better knowing that this night would stay a secret between the two males.

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