A Time For Joy And Reflection
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OOC scadoosh. / +math goes here!


The silver male stopped at the borders, he came with gifts for the upcoming winter months. Upon the mare’s back there was sacks, one had furs for warmth, the other had nuts, another had fresh grapes, while another had just odds and ends the male though would help anyone though the winter, which would be books, and toys and other small objects that could be passed along to the pups to play with. The male wanted to bring some warm wishes from the pack that was just north of them.

The silver male, remember the trip to the new pack lands, and the words the leaders had told the pack. They warned them about getting to close to Anathema border, something about the pack being very protective of its area. Which Noah did understand, however the pack that he was hailing from did not want war. Matter of a fact they wanted nothing less than a wonderful understanding that thought peace comes true happiness.

It was part of the reason why the male had come bearing gifts, he had hoped that he if could at least be friend one member of the pack, he could work one by one on the others, till maybe one day he would be able to talk to the leader and get them to maybe call the two lands allies or at least understand that the pack from up in the hills was not one to worry about at all.

Tipping his head back to the sky above, he parted his soft leather like lips as he called out for anyone and to anyone that would be willing to come to the borders, though nothing about his call said that he had come with gifts. The male just wanted to try to bring some peace and warm wishes from the northern pack

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The banter above is assuming Jace has already miscarried Gemma; her due date has passed already and the pups weren't approved so... At any rate, if she hasn't already, I'm sure she'll PM me about it and I'll edit the post. For now, the only real thing one needs to pay any attention to is Matteo greeting Noah at the border. xD


Matteo had been greiving lately. Not for the happiness he'd found with Alaki or the pride he felt for his little sister Camilla having finally reached Zepar rank (he'd been overwhelmingly estatic to learn she'd been considering teirs as well), but for the loss of his children. Gemma had miscarried. Two of them were his. A girl and a boy.

He'd never been so horrified. Despite the torn relationship he had with Gemma because of Giuseppe and Alaki, he'd been so excited to have been a father. Now, it was like that dream had been ripped away. His heart was shattered.

So he spent a lot of his free time doing extra work; when he wasn't sleeping or working in the barn, he was patrolling the borders and hunting to help stock up for the coming winter. He wasn't sure what to expect this year, having only arrived long after winter had been at its fullest the year before. He'd heard bad things so the boy wanted to be prepared.

His daily trip to the borders today seemed normal and boring as usual, until a scent crossed him, one that wasn't familliar at all. He turned towards the location of it and bounded off through the woods, his lupus form proving useful for speed and grace yet again.

He emerged from the underbrush of the border to spot the gray man saddled on a healthy mare, a few feet from the border itself, instantly earning the albino's respect. He stepped out carefully and lifted his posture, though any signs of aggression were washed clean. I suppose you know where you are. Name's Matteo Trovato, Anzu of Anathema. Who are you and what brings you to our borders? A professional greeting in a wirey Italian accent, something Matteo was famous for despite his lower and unrelated rank.

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I'm playing it as though she gave birth on the 19th, Matteo's two were born dead followed quickly by Giuseppe's girl, the final Giuseppe boy is still alive just barely but he will die sometime within the next two or three weeks.
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also Big Grin hi im jumping in here at shannon's request ^^

She was very very torn at the moment. Her birthing had been disastrous overall, two of them had been dead, a girl and a boy one black as night and the other as white as newborn snow. A third one which had been a spitting image of Giuseppe had died a few minutes after her birth, and the fourth which was a mix of Giuseppe's brown spotted coat and white splodges that obviously came from her was desperately weak and heartrendingly tiny. The few days old pup was carried close to her chest, wrapped in the same blanket that had been used to carry his dead full and half siblings back to her den. It was a sombre quiet that overtook her.

The white new mother made her way dutifully towards the howl that had come from the borders, she didn't recognise it and knew it was dangerous for the child to be outside but she had been slowly going out of her mind locked up in the cave even for only a few days. Just like she had promised she would she had named the youngster Jaden after her saviour, Jaden Lucifer Sawtooth. It had a nice ring to it, even if she no longer loved her father in the way she had once done, the black man had still given her life. Her breath huffed out and the pup squeaked a little, tiny nose twitching at the new smells. Every time the child breathed in it sounded as if he was choking and when he breathed out there was a horrific wheezing sound, and Gemma had also found when she listened to his heart that the beat was irregular and slow.

In her heart of hearts she knew the boy was never going to survive but she clung to the hope that he would, she could not loose another child, she just couldn't. Her running total was eleven so far, eleven lives that had relied on her to keep them safe and she had failed them all. A tear made it's slow way down her cheek and the woman raised a ivory hand to brush it away. The woman frowned as she realized that she was not the first to greet the voice at the border, the very man she loathed and hated stood there already interrogating her half-brother, she cringed as she remembered the last time they had met and she had shouted at him and blamed him for the death of thier father, she felt very childish and stupid for it.

A plastic smile was fixed onto her face as she drew level with the pair, and ignoring the white furred man and his questions she grinned at her handicapped half sibling, surprisingly happy to see him, he was her family after all,

"Noah! It's good to see you again. Come and meet your nephew!" She moved closer and pulled back the blanket to reveal the brown colored white spotted youngster who whimpered at the sudden cold drought.
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OOC: I asked before I jumped in, i hope ya'll don't mind me. She could use some of the supplies that Noah has to offer the pack.


She'd been collecting things still, and mentally healing her bruised heart. The moment she had thought she had so much more to live for, it was torn away from her at an instant. She still felt the need to collect things for the non-existent pups and she still did do so every once in awhile thinking "oh, this would be good for the pups to play with" or "Oh, this is good to help carry them from place to place". She was still getting over it and she had to remind herself that they were not coming, that they would never come. Her mind sometime betrayed her though, since she felt like they could come sooner or later. More than likely sooner than later. She didn't know that her time would come again soon to become fertile. In fact, she had forgotten that she would have been going back into heat these days, today being the first day that her body was preparing for insemination.


The girl had been out gathering mushrooms, and then after that she would go out of the lands to see her friend, Zera'im, and to ask for her help trying to find things that the older woman would be able to help her with. Panda wanted to do some spells and she needed the help besides only Venom. Speaking of the male, he had been tailing her for some time on her steed, Vitani. He had been keeping an eye on her because of the fact that he could sense the difference in the woman, as well as smell the early signs of her, so he had been particularly excited to see her, and to basically hunt her down. He had kept back a bit though, being sure to not be within the sight of the woman just for his own thrill of him 'hunting' the woman. The skirted woman would continue to hum and pick her mushrooms until there was a howl in the air. She popped up and growled lightly before looking in the direction she heard it come from. She did not realize that Venom was there because the howl was in the opposite direction of the male.


She put the mushrooms she had in her hands into her bag and then she started to move towards the howl with a grace that only she seemed to have. She moved quickly in her studded and checkboard skirt and studded pants. She was too focused on moving forward to realize that there was a horse nearby until Venom had rode up to her running form. She would look at him, but she knew that she would be too heavy for her horse at the moment since Venom was mounted upon the large mare. She continued to run alongside the paint mixed horse and soon they were upon a group of wolves. One was not of the pack, two of the pack, and then one tiny pup in the arms of the white woman whom looked very close to the now dead Corson and the Angela of Anathema. Hello guys. I hope that I didn't intrude on anything.. she spoke, while Venom had sat upon the mare's back and stayed silent. He didn't like the auras of any of these wolves, and he silently urged Panda to move on, but she ignored him. She wanted to know what this was all about here.


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Sorry it took so long. / +5!


It didn’t take long before he was greeted at the borders by a male that was all white, Noah dipped his maw to the male. These pack lands where not his home, so the dapple grey male had no issues showing the submission with a dip of the head as he gave a tug upon Marie’s reigns making her step forward with the cart, as the male stepped to the side to allow the white male to see the good that he had come with for them. ”Noah” The stargazer spoke softly, not to start a fight that he knew he couldn’t win what so ever. ”Please to meet.” Noah thought it would be nice to add in.

Then came the white female that the last time they talked was madly in love with Lucifer, the male that had killed him and it had have been for the pack healer Lucifer would have won that wish. The male stepped back into Marie, unsure of how to take her kindness all the sudden. ”Hello Gemma.” The male said stiffly, not sure how to take her kindness towards him. Seeing the pup in her hands the male was scared to even touch the child, he looked like a chipping glass doll, with one wrong touch the child would shatter. The male gave a nod as he acknowledged that he seen the pup.

Finally a black and white female came; she had the most interesting coat pattern that the male had ever seen! The male bowed his head to the lady, which was clearly was not overly pleased with the fact that a non-pack member wolf was at the borders. ”Miss.” Noah allowed the title to slip off of his lips before bringing his head back up to see her.
”I bring gifts” He offered up his reason for being there, as once again he stepped over to the side, while still holding onto the mare’s reigns. He pointed to a bag that was very round and stuffed full of furs. ”Furs.” The dapple male spoke as he pointed to the bag, then moving on to the next one ”Grapes” That he had taken from the packs vineyard, there was another bag off in shape with the lumps, but it was still an offer of good will never the less, pointing to that bag Noah smiled as he spoke ”Apples.” Then the last two bag sat closer up to the horse the male smiled and winked at Gemma, he was so tickled that he had collected this much from his trips into the city. ”Toys and books.” He knew with a pup that she would want some of these things, but he wasn’t going to show her any favoritism since she was family, it just wouldn’t be fair. Though he did hope that he had brought enough items, for it to make its rounds around the pack with the usages.

Noah pointed to the white male and then swooping his hand motioning for the male to help him. ”Come help, please.” Noah wouldn’t feel right asking any of the ladies to lift things off the cart, it wouldn’t be right.

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Teo, in a more modern world, would be terrible at budgeting. xD He'd be the one ordering useless junk off the tele.


Like nails on a chalkboard. The moment he scented Gemma coming upon the scene, he'd gotten tense. He glanced over at Jaden from the corner of his eye, frowning at the sight. His nephew, too. Everything else faded away for a moment as he looked at the frail thing from afar, wishing he could help... wishing it were Ivory or Ebony instead.

Then Noah motioned for him to help out and he was glad for the distraction. Sure thing. He voiced, walking past Gemma almost coldly (though it was obviously a fake brush, considering how hurt his eyes were) and moving to help Noah unload.

It's good of you to come by, actually. We've got a good amount of new members and the extra supplies could help out. Idly chit-chat. I'll probably take some of the books and toys off your hands too. He smiled, knowing Gemma would be taking a majority but wanting some for his own den, just in case. Always prepared.

Probably some of what else you've got too. I'm a heavy spender. A cheesy grin worked its way onto his face as he remembered the first time he'd been allowed to spend his 'allowance' back home as a kid; he'd spent every penny that day, on nothing but candy, sweets and toys. It'd been a ruthless shopping spree then, and he couldn't help but want to to so again now.

He had the goods to trade, at least. Plenty of old books and even a good amount of Italian coin if their trading visitor wanted it.

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fail post, but exit Gemma.

The small gathering was quickly turning into a meeting of some sort as the Panda woman appeared along with her companion guy that she had never met. She didn't belong here, she never had done in the first place. Consumed in her thoughts she never noticed Matteo's cold shoulder towards her. The child wriggled in her arms, besides she had nothing to trade with and no money to give for any of the things. She would be able to come back later and track her half sibling back to where he had come from, maybe he lived in that new pack that had formed just over the mountains, she could see him then and not interrupt his trading.

A soft sigh and she turned away from the three of them, a hand waving to Noah over her shoulder in goodbye. The three others were quickly swallowed by the forest and the woman breathed easier, she looked down to the bundle in her arms,

"Let's go find your daddy then."
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Word Count → 559

Thanks for being patient with me. → Table © kiki

Venom's steed shifted it's weight under him, and gave a small nicker to the group of luperci before putting her head down and nibbled on some of the sparse grasses that were in front of her. Vitani looked to her owner and she gave another nicker towards her in which Panda did understand the words of the equine, but she did not acknowledge that she had known the words. Instead she bowed her head lightly to the man whom had acknowledged her. Apparently she was not getting in the way of anything, for the male was bringing gifts for the pack. He had motioned to the things he had brought and they were furs and books and grapes, apples and toys. The toys had interested her immediately but before she had the chance to step forward and tell what she wanted, she was cut off by the weird looking white male that was not particularly that handsome. Venom watched the white male before his eyes went to the white female with the child. She had turned away, uninterested. How could she not want to have toys for her little child? Venom found the act to be quite suspicious, but then he looked at the bundle in her arms. The aura was extremely weak, on the verge of dying. Venom's suspicions were that the child would die. Possibly because the mother didn't seem to be taking good care of it, but that was just Venom's vulgar, judging thoughts that would go through his head. Her aura just did not seem like she would be a good mother. Panda did not think anything of the woman and her child turning away and leaving. It just meant that there was less competition.


I know I don't look it yet, but I am expecting. she lied, but she was a convincing liar to say the least. She rubbed her belly and looked down at it, a bulge still there from when her body thought that there was something and had started to take in whatever fat it could. She smiled lightly and looked back up at the male with her dark brown eyes. I would like to be ready for them, so I'm hoping that I could also take a few of those toys off your hands. the woman spoke to the male. If you have some good books then I'll take those too. Maybe some of those furs as well. the girl spoke and nodded her head before she looked to Venom. Venom dismounted the steed and moved to stand next to Panda, whom of which looked like a midget compared to the young male that was already at his full height of 8 feet.


What kind of books do you have? Venom asked, his voice rather grim and dull, reflecting how he felt about the auras that he saw from the people around him. The only aura that was comfortable for him was the one whom was standing beside him. Panda had been the only real welcoming person in the group. The white male had some issue that was making his aura become cold and elusive while the gray male's aura seemed to also be put off by something. The auras felt like they would be shifting though, for what reason he did not know. It confused him to say the least.



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