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OOC: Im sorry this is so late :/ Soooorrryyy


The day had started with a routine that Ghita and Jazper had gotten use to in the past week. Although Ghita didn't enjoy leaving the pups to Jazper's gentle care he had insisted that she should go for at least a short walk a day in the cool fresh air before the cold summer hit. The mates were concerned about Tony, Lorenzo and Fia being born so close to the wintery season but the father knew that the pups were in good health and would push right on through. He had never been a fan of summer, way too much snow. It was always cold, white and windy, not exactly the most pleasant summer. However, with the new arrivals he had been spending the majority of his time going on single man hunts and often bringing back a couple of rabbits and the odd time a nice sized doe. It was his responsibility to provide extra food if there were going to be so many little mouths to feed until the spring.


For now he laid in his Crimson colored room on a bed covered in the mixed shades of various pelts. He could hear the shuffling paws of other members downstairs but none of that mattered. All of his attention was on the three tiny bundles who seemed to be pushing each other in a blind and hopeless battle to get under Jazper's torso for warmth. His peace was short lived as a loud familiar voice called out to the pups as he charged into the room. Instincts told the warrior that he should jump to attention but he really didn't have the energy to fight with Savina's little adoption today. Besides, he still felt rather bad about their last encounter. “Shhh Denali.” He warned in a soft voice. “They're over here.” Pointing to the three he instructed the little male to come onto the bed. Looking back down at his two boys and little girl he reminded himself to be thankful that all three had very different coats. Tony had a chocolate brown pelt with thin white streaks which contrasted Fia's white, and Lorenzo had managed to earn himself the basic timber wolf coloring found in the Marino family.

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It was important, at least it was in Jazper's mind, that Denali be as careful as possible around the pups. These were three little beings that would grow and have their own little ones and continue on the Knight family. In his mind his family, and his future, had to be cared for with the most thoughtful of touches, never to be brought harm. It brought him pride and joy to watch the three little furry creatures squirming around. Upon Denali jumping on the bed the three little pups started squeaking. They hadn't been exposed to many different wolves, since they were born it had only been himself and their mother. Still, their noises brought Jazper to his fullest attention, even giving the warrior's heart a bit of adrenaline. He would always worry about the little ones, even when they were old and had their own families.


“They aren't scared.” The ebony Knight chuckled slightly as he corrected Denali. Obviously the boy hadn't been around pups ever. “Did you not have any siblings?” He questioned curiously. It was highly unusual for a pup to be born singularly, in cases of an only pup like Jazper had been it was only the fact that the others were still born or had died for one reason or another. Lucky for him he had found a family to take care of him until he was old enough to take care of himself. “Their eyes don't open for a few weeks yet.” He told the brown hued boy in a calm tone, not wanting to alert his sons and daughter. “All pups start off with their eyes closed. Even you.” These were just facts of wolf life that sometimes had to be taught as the lesson popped up. Every pup had to learn things like this eventually.

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At the growing boy's answer Jazper was quickly reminded of how similar they were. Savina's pups were his siblings.. "Right..Savina adopted you. I forgot.” He informed honestly. It was weird for him to think of Savina adopting the boy. After all, he had been about Denali's age when he had shown up and been adopted by Deuce and Lucifer. “You know Denali,” He started off in a hushed tone, unsure if he should share, “I was adopted when I was your age. By a couple who had just had pups.” The days of pup sitting for his parents had long since past but he could never quite forget, “You're very lucky to have been adopted by such a nice lady.” Jazper had not been so fortunate.


The thought of them growing up was not one that the warrior favored. If he had it his way they would stay tiny forever and ever, never to leave Crimson Dreams. Aro and Sophia had grown up way to fast in his mind. One day he could carry both of them around in one arm and then he fell asleep only to wake up to both of them leaving the nest and flying away to bigger and greater things. Naturally he wished the same for Tony, Lorenzo and Fia, but he simply could not stand the thought of all his pups being adults. “They'll be big enough to play with sooner than you think. I'm sure they'll be running around before the snow leaves the ground.” The thought gave him shivers down his spine. Soon enough he would have to chase after the little ones and keep them out of harms way and Ghita would happily walk them around in the winter wonderland. Tilting his head a little at the next question he hadn't realized Denali didn't know who their parents were, “Well Ghita is their mother, and I'm their father. Little Knight's and Marino's.”

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It was an interesting fact that Denali had no parents. He could remember asking him the first time they had met where his parents where. At the time the pup seemed dead set on the fact that they would come for him, meaning he believed they were still alive and maybe they were but who knew until they decided to show up. Jazper was curious as to how they had been separated. When he was little he stuck to his father and mother like glue, and they loved each other every much so they were always side by side with a little ebony pup sandwiched in the middle. It was interesting that any pup could just get separated form a parent and that parent not be able to track him down again in minutes.


However, it was non of the Knight' business and the kid had been adopt by two wonderful wolves who had raised beautiful, intelligent and very very sweet pups. Never once had he been taken back by something one of their children had said. All of them seemed to have their parents gentle and kind disposition. “Good.” He said nodding at Denali's verbal recognition. He was glade that the boy understood how luck he was to have such parents after all, the warrior's adoptive parents had disappeared and never came back for himself or his adoptive brothers. Savina and Kansas would never do that, let alone have the thought.


Smiling a little he nodded once again. “I'm very lucky. I thought I would never have a family again but here I am a father of two litters with a loving mate who has siblings, and those siblings have their own mates and pups. We're all connected here in Crimson Dreams. We're all family.” That was one of the main reasons Jazper had never left these lands. It seemed that within thee boarders some/thing magical happened. Wolves came and joined and made connections, becoming part of their circle and no one could ever break that circle. Everyone looked after everyone.


At the mention of Ghita being his mate the brown hued boy suddenly became rather excitable and quickly had an outburst about how amazing Ghita was. Jazper, a bit shocked and speechless, listened as the boy continued to shake his tail wildly and smile a large grin. Apparently Ghita had made an impression on the boy! Chuckling from his belly the warrior couldn't help but wag his tail and smile along causing the three bundles to begin squeaking in concern. Wagging his tail a little slower now he licked the three in reassurance, “Yes, Ghita is a very good mother. I guess that's something Savina and her have in common being sisters and all.” Stroking his little ones he continued to reassure them that the noise was nothing to be alarmed about. At this age puppies were very sensitive to sound as they were just beginning to hear. “I also suppose that makes these three you're cousins as well as my older son and daughter Aro and Sophia.” He shared this fact with Denali because when he was little and adopted he wanted to be told he was related, he still did feel the need to have a title in a family.

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It still amazed Jazper that the three bundles of fluff where created by such a natural, and enjoyable, process. A little bit of Ghita as well as a little bit of himself resided in each and every one of their pups. He could see himself predominantly in Aro at his growing age. Both of them had trouble with settling for one girl in their youth, and his son certainly resembled his body stature. It was a wonder he hadn't out grown his old man yet. Lowering his eyes to Tony and Lorenzo he wondered it one day one of those little boys would grow up and be as large and Aro and himself. It would be nice to have so many large males protecting Crimson Dreams. That is, if that's what they wanted to do. He would be okay if Tony ended up being attracted to guys and frolicking off into the sunset while planting little flowers as he went. His face crunched up at the idea slightly but of course he would stick by his pups no matter what they decided to do with their life unless it was causing harm to others.


Nodding to Denali he nudged him slightly with his muzzle, “I'm sure you're a great cousin already. That's the joy of pups, they forget and forgive even the meanest of words in a few days.” With a wink Jazper suddenly moved off the bed and placed each of the three fluff balls onto the floor. “Why don't we let them get some of that energy out.” He said with a wink and smile. Walking over to his violin he picked the instrument up and rested it on his shoulder. Gently, he began a quiet little jig. It wasn't very fast but had a steady beat of four. “You know,” he spoke over his own music, “there was once a time in human history where they would get together in large groups and just dance all evening.” Tony ignored the music and started on a search under the bed but little Enzo and Fia wiggled their tails and let out yips of excitement as they waddled clumsily in a little circle.

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He continued playing the upbeat and happy tune, tapping his large foot along to the beat with one eye on Denali who, by now, was under his bed. Little brown toned Tony seemed surprised at being blocked form his explorations and let out a tiny growl, that sound more like a hungry stomach, before swatting at Denali's nose with a devilish grin. His little paws wouldn't hurt the older boy so Jazper ignored his behavior to see what the boy would do in response. Looking down he began to stomp his foot higher and spun around as if dancing a waltz with an invisible partner. Out of excitement Fia and Lorenzo followed their father around yipping and jumping in an attempt to follow the three beat rhythm. “This.” The Knight replied simply as he slowed to a halt. “Dancing is body movement to music.” Smiling he began to play the fast rhythm once again and started his waltz, “You can...dance fast...and happy.” He explained between breathes.


Picking up his little white and black daughter he carefully held her and his violin as he swayed slowly back and forth to the silence. “Or you can just dance slowly with someone you love.” Kissing the ecstatic little girl on the forehead he crouched down and placed her on the floor, amber eyes looking at Denali under the bed. “You just move to a rhythm and you're dancing.” Suddenly he felt a pull on his beige shorts. Turning his attention to Lorenzo's mixed colored frame he heard a tiny grumble from the boy followed by more pawing. Patting him on the head he turned back to Denali, “I think it's lunch time for the pups.” Standing he walked over to the door. If he was going to earn the trust of this pup he would have to give his own trust. “Why don't you play with these three and I''ll be right back with some food for us?” Opening the door he started towards the kitchen in search of a couple small rabbits. Maybe had been to rough on Denali but he was going to make up for it.