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Kansas Sadira · 12-06-2010, 09:16 AM

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Only 1 more please! This is a post-booster, so quick, shortish replies are preferred! 300+

Kansas' belly emitted a growl so violent that a startled expression came across his features. It was mid afternoon, and he had not yet eaten. Immediately after awakening, he had grabbed his guitar, headed down the stairs, and practiced for hours. The slow traffic of Crimson Dreams wolves passing through the living room distracted him little, as he was completely transfixed by the sounds he could create on the stringed wooden instrument. Already he could play a few simple tunes of his own creation, though he was still far from the ability to recreate some of the music he had heard on his CD player so many months ago.

He could have continued playing until well into the evening, had not his stomach alerted him that he needed food. Reluctantly, he set the guitar carefully against the sofa, where it would be out of the way of anyone wishing to sit there while he was gone. He trusted his pack mates completely not to tamper with his most prized possession, their doing so barely crossing his mind.

Perhaps there was food in the cellar, but he hungered for something fresh. Kansas exited the manor and changed from his awkward two-legged form into a full-fledged wolf. His skill with weapons was miserable, though he had no real desire to learn how to use them, preferring the more natural way of killing. Once out the front door and down the porch, he paused, lifting his pale crown to gaze across the snow dusted landscape. His surroundings were soft and pretty, but with a twitch of his coal nostrils he realized that they were also fairly deserted. He would have to venture further into the lands of Crimson Dreams than he had anticipated. Though he did not exactly relish being out moving in the cold for extended periods of time, his hunger could take him anywhere at this point. With the prospect of food prevailing his thoughts, Kansas set off towards the wilted orchard, his nose hovering just above the frozen earth, searching for a trail to follow.

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Ghita Marino · 12-18-2010, 02:37 PM

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Sorry this took a bit! DX And it sucks - I was trying to post asap.
Wc: 300

And the orchard was exactly where the mother had chosen to extinguish her own hunger. With the new addition of her puppies to her ever-growing family, Ghita had discovered she had little time left over for herself, even though she needed the time to get herself food for her pup's milk. All in all, raising her new pups was a challenge - with the extra body a greater challenge than she and Jazper had faced before with only two pups, but a challenge she relished taking on all the same.

Her craving, as of late, had been for a nice rabbit. No, not the steamy deer that Jazper had brought back a few days earlier, but the small-ish meal of a rabbit just large enough for herself and her pups. With the little time Jazper had alloted her to hunt (his border patrols had been suffering as a result), Ghita had taken to her Lupus form to tear across the packlands, finding a snow-hued lagomorph in little time. The kill had been swift, but the journey had taken a toll on her stiffly healing hind leg, and so she paused to rest, for a moment, in the slowly dipping temperature.

It was then, with the freshly-caught rabbit lying at her paws, that the scent of Kansas seeped into her nostrils. A light smile touching her face, she rose to her paws, investigating the air once more before she gave voice to her speculations. Certain now that the light-hued male was approaching, she let her voice cascade around the empy day."Is that you out and about today, Kansas?" Her tone was light and energized, chuckling to herself that it would be difficult to see the male in a matter of weeks, when the snow covered the land around the lands of Crimson Dreams.

Kansas Sadira · 12-21-2010, 05:37 PM

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your posts are always good. sorry about the short!

His turquoise eyes drifted upward from their attentive aim at the ground below his snout, and met the similar gaze of his sister-in-law. His tail lifted and wagged a few times in greeting as he remembered their last encounter. It had been frought with uncertainty for the shy male, but overall, he had enjoyed her company. They hadn't spoken much since them, and he suspected that she was busy with her second litter, rightly so. He was glad to see that she seemed to have taken a break, evidenced by the dead rabbit resting between her paws. Kansas looked away from it, knowing that he would embarrass himself by salivating if he gazed at the sweet smelling blood for too long.

Hey, Ghita, he spoke amiably, closing the short distance between them. I... was just looking for something to eat, eh, and, as if on cue, his stomach rumbled impatiently for all to hear. Really hungry, he explained. He had begun to wonder if there was any prey to be had, but seeing Ghita's lagomorph meal renewered his hope in finding something, somewhere. But, of course, he could first spare a few moments to catch up with the pleasant agouti-furred fey, if his protesting stomach had not disgusted her.

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Ghita Marino · 12-23-2010, 08:49 PM

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Never a problem! <3 Mine's short too. :/
Wc: 329

Tail wagging in response to the ivory male's greeting, her ebony lips parted in a smile, happy to see her brother-in-law once more. They always seemed to have these chance encounters across the territory - something that the agouti fae didn't mind whatsoever, but found it was something to chuckle at. Their previous encounter had been a pleasant one, an experience she would love to repeat, for she genuinely valued Kansas' companionship, even if he wasn't her family via Savina.

Letting her rump meet the snow with a satisfying 'whump', she waited until Kansas approached before greeting him further - although he offered his first. Chuckling at his obvious hunger, Ghita took no offense to the outburst - she'd been around young puppies for weeks on end, she'd seen much worse - and lowered her head to nudge the dead creature towards her friend. "Then you won't object to sharing this with me, then?" She asked, friendliness sparkling in her tone. "It'll be cold by the time I get it back to the pups, and it probably won't be enough to tide all three over for very long. You know how it is with young pups." Finally positioning the dead rodent between Kansas' paws, she flicked her ears to him, inviting him to have the first bite - or however many he desired.

Meeting another parent of many pups was somewhat reassuring to Ghita - at least knowing that other mateships had made it through the turmoil was relief enough. But seeing how Savina and Kansas thrived during the pressures renewed Ghita's resolve to care for her young better than she had been before. Perhaps, even, Kansas could exchange some tips on parenthood for her? His youngest litter was older now, beginning to make their way in the pack, a nostalgic time for any parent. "Honestly, I have no idea how you did it with two litters of three." Ghita laughed, shaking her head slowly. "I'm exhausted just watching them sleep!"

Kansas Sadira · 12-26-2010, 02:37 PM

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300+

His awkward tendencies during their previous meeting shamed him, and he worried that she would only converse with him out of familial obligation, but she seemed genuinely pleased to have his company again. He was relieved to see the warm smile that bloomed across her lips. Fully relaxed, the snowy wolf sat down, his tail curling around his back paw for warmth. When she first offered the rabbit to him, he immediately began to shake his head, but stopped when she gave reasoning for sharing with him. While he hated to take food from a mother, knowing well the demands of infant bellies, he could not reject such a kind offer.

I guess... I'll have to accept, then, he said with a chuckle that escalated as she humorously pushed the rabbit right between his paws. He remained tentative, however, taking a modest chunk out of the rabbit's ample thigh. Rabbit was not usually one of his favorites, but today the dense felsh tasted very good. His small ears flicked upright and tilted forward to catch the woman's words as she spoke of her most recent litter. Her comment made him emit a laugh that was rather strange sounding, because of his full mouth. He knew exactly her meaning, remembering the tiring moments of caring for young pups. She and Jazper seemed to be very competant, loving parents, and he was elated that the couple had made it so far. While he was sure they had their own ideas about raising pups, the basics were the same. Kansas swallowed his mouthful of tasty meat and licked his bloodied muzzle.

It was... difficult, he said with a grin, but Savina and I kinda had a... a schedule , and that made it easier. Took turns, were together with them when we could. His second litter was much different than the first, with Artemis' rambunctious antics posing challenges that neither he nor Savina had anticipated. Kansas found it fun, though, to make adjustments that would better suit the needs of his youngest puppies. The most amazing thing was to see them flourish, though he far from believed that his parenting was perfect. You and Jazper have something similar?

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Ghita Marino · 01-02-2011, 05:05 PM

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Wc: 533 SoSuWriMo

At Kansas' initial refusal, Ghita didn't let herself be flustered at all - she merely persisted by pushing the rabbit closer and closer to him. She was the type of fae who had been more stubborn in her past, this was true, but she persisted in her personality, refusing to let Kansas starve while she had good food in her paws. Besides, even though winter had fallen in the pack, that didn't mean that prey was scarce - and being the good hunter she was, there was little chance of Ghita returning empty handed to her pups. If need be, she could go to the stores of Crimson Dreams - no one would mind terribly - and replenish it another day, perhaps in the spring. So, in Ghita's mind, no matter how hard Kansas tried to refuse her, she would not take no for an answer, seeing how easy it was to relieve Kansas' hungry condition. It was what friends - and family - did for each other after all, wasn't it?

Smiling widely once Kansas accepted, the agouti mother sat back on her haunches, unable to keep a prideful look from her face. She had been successful in her endeavor, and they'd both be closer for it. Even if their previous meeting had caused both parties some anxiety, the pair were beginning to move past that, much to Ghita's joy. Their interactions were becoming easier, and she wasn't surprised to found that she quite liked the pale, sensitive boy that her sister had taken as a mate. Kansas was easy to like; polite and cordial with a quiet wisdom about him. Watching with sparkling turquoise eyes as he ate, she mentioned her awe at his skills with parenting, something to alleviate the silence that was sure to fall as he ate. Laughing with him, although food wasn't flying from her mouth, she flicked her ears, as was her habit, waiting for Kansas to reply.

A schedule? Something that structured had never entered the parents' minds. Perhaps it was simply because of their personalities - not known for organization or precision, but for toughing it through, that Ghita and Jazper developed a habit of rolling out of bed, deciding half-awake who would get the food or watch the children for the day. Because of their restrictions on their diet, namely that the children could only drink their mother's milk, Ghita usually took the morning hours, and took an hour or so for herself, usually a nap. She also ended up taking most feedings, unsurprisingly, which included the wee hours of the morning. But actually sticking to a schedule was something that hadn't crossed her mind. "Of sorts... Because they've only recently been weaned from my milk, I usually took the feedings and Jazper watched them while I napped. But beyond that, and especially now, we haven't sorted out a schedule. But that's a good idea, now that they're older." Even though the pups were growing in every direction with no signs of stopping, they still needed the care that only constant supervision could provide. "The days are getting repetitive, though. Any idea on what to do with them during the day, to tire them out?"

Kansas Sadira · 02-06-2011, 11:31 PM

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I'm sorry for the ugly wait, and not matching your length.

Kansas nibbled away at the rabbit, though as the moments passed he took larger and larger bites until he had lapsed into his usual messy and loud manner of eating. He couldn't deny that with Ghita there was a lack of potent anxiety that he felt around most. Even during their first meeting, when he'd worried about making a good impression on her, his self-conscious attitude hadn't nearly the strength as it did with most other strangers.

Kansas tilted his head as he listened for her response, gnawing rhythmically at the remaining leg of the rabbit, its bloodied foot hanging out of his mouth. He had not explained his meaning of the word "schedule" well enough. He and Savina never had set plans. There was simply an unspoken understanding between them that when she had pack duties to attend to, or needed rest and food, he would watch over the pups. Then, when they both had free moments, they cared for the pups together. Between him and Savina, everything seemed to flow remarkably smooth. He had offered the advice meekly, not actually sure how to explain the "better" ways of parenting. He worried that it was shallow advice, and felt badly to have given it when Ghita requested it of him so admiringly.

If she thought his words were stupid, she didn't let on. His eyes widened in surprise when she asked him again for tips. The mangled rabbit leg dropped from his lips and landed among the other naked bones. His tongue slid over his stained muzzle as he spoke. Heh, take them outside, let them run around until they collapse. They'll... they'll entertain themselves, and you... His chuckle ended in a soft sigh as he remembered how much fun young puppies were. Each one was 180 degrees different from the next, and playing with them was a new experience every time. My newest... they're getting older now. I miss being able to play all the time. Pups gave him the excuse to completely disregard maturity.

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