Anything for her
#1
[html]
Word Count :: 337 OOC: Rawr this is in Glen Eerie close to the den ^^



Jiva was on a mission. He had noticed Palaydrian had been digging holes, mighty fine ones too, it was her denning instinct and he could tell where ever she picked wasn’t good and he had an idea for her. He would find a place for her, or even them if he could not dig well enough. He just wanter her to be comfortable. It took him the whole afternoon but he found the perfect spot to dig. So dig he began. This was perfect because it was a small overhang which was a water blocker when it rained, which was nice. It also faced the den, though it wasn’t exactly within sight, it was close enough to get there in a quick jog. So it was also out of the way but within range in case something happened which he was sure she would want. Even the sun wouldn’t come glaring in, if he dug back further from the overhand, it could be a nice sun block.

He had been keeping his body to what Palaydrian’s was for she was stuck as Optime again, but he knew that he was better off on all fours so he changed for this task and though he only felt slightly mean about it , he knew this was worth the change. It did feel good as his nails dug into the dirt, and he could see why Palaydrian was digging so much now but hopefully this would stop it and prevent anyone from getting hurt in a trap like the ones she’s been leaving all over the place. His tail curled and wagged as he happily moved the dirt between his legs, letting it fly as high as he could, thinking about the puppies he would soon have in another month and felt excited, he had his doubts, he would again after, but he wouldn’t think about that now. The thing on his agenda today was flinging dirt that was not needed in the birthing den of his mate.

Photo courtesy of Genista

<style>
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 p {padding:0px 1px 5px 1px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#12302e; margin:5px; font-size:9px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 {background-color:#83b080; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px; color:#000000; line-height:12px; width:500px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/2665/jive.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:305px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 .inner {margin:0 20px; border-radius:0px; border:0px ; }
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 .ooc {text-align:left; font-family:verdana; color:#000000; font-size:9px; padding:1px 18px 0px 18px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; }
p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>
[/html]
#2
[html]
For humor's sake, Sky gets a mouth full of dirt. Tongue

With the Medical Hut in full operation (especially now that Noah had taken residence inside of it, for his broken leg) and her children ranked as adults, Sky had finally settled into a good, clear routine. She'd wake in the morning to green the rising sun at Dawn, head over to check on things in the cabin, wander the borders around noon, spend some time in the den with whoever after that and hunt in the evening, just before trekking back to the hut to check in on her patient again. Dusk sank the sun just as she would make it home every day, so long as everything went well. It was a nearly perfect life. Nearly.

Perfection would've been Taliesin and Myrddin coming to live with her in the safety of New Dawn. They weren't 'civilized' by regular pack standards at all, but at least New Dawn had a sense of family about it. Everyone knew everyone and if they didn't, they knew of them. Ranks were respected and jobs were done to the best of one's abilities. Romance blossomed and pups lived safe and happy childhoods. Sky couldn't have asked for a better pack to call her own. She was proud to call Zalen and Titania her alphas and even prouder to swear her loyalty to New Dawn every morning that she woke. Yes, she'd finally found a place to call home.

She'd just finished checking the Northern Borders, marking it as she went. Her task complete, she headed back for the den, for some relaxation before her evening hunt- rabbits were her usual catch, though if she could, she'd bring home something bigger for the pack to share. She wasn't the most charitable packmate, but she gave where she could. Hunting with the pack wasn't her style. She was considering where she'd be hunting that night when her thoughts were interrupted rather rudely.

A shovel of dirt went flying past her face, inches from her nose. She froze, stepping backwards with surprise. The lupus girl opened her mouth in protest and regretted it instantly- another shovel of dirt landed dead center, almost straight down her throat. She gagged, coughing and spitting it up, pawing at her mouth to remove it all. "Ohhh, yegh!" Came her protest. Her eyes traveled to the source of it, a furry butt and kicking legs, half-way down a hole- a den. The coloration was enough to get away who it was- Jiva. She'd never actually met the guy, but she'd seen him around plenty. Wasn't he cuddly with, oh, what was her name... Palaydrian? That's right. "Jiva! Hey, Jiva!" She called, smirking slightly, not at all insulted by the accidental mouth of dirt. "Watch where you're throwing that dirt, will yah? Your aim's impeccable." She sat out of his firing range now, tail curled around her paws and a bemused smile on her face.

<style type="text/css">
.bughuntwin2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#85A2B8;}
.bughuntwin2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.bughuntwin2 {margin:0 auto; width:415px; background-color:#D2DEEB; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/RjakE.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #2d586d; padding: 80px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#2d586d; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;}
</style>
485+
[/html]
#3
[html]
Word Count :: 232 OOC: Derp Jiva Derp

His feet pumped with adrenaline as he got into the rhythm of the whole thing and he was making a good hole. He didn’t stop until he heard someone sputter and cough and gag and even then he had to slow down. Jiva turned to see the healer woman, Sky coughing and scolding. He flushed a little and shrugged; “Sorry I didn’t know I would have visitors.” He said sheepishly and hoped she had no hard feelings. She belonged to the pack longer than him but they rarely saw one another, he didn’t know why because he made sure to try to get to know the healers of the pack, and she seemed one who knew what she was doing; there’s a stream close by if you want to wash it out, really I am sorry I just got carried away.”

He looked towards the hole he was making, it seemed even though he was working at it at a good pace, he didn’t get as much as he thought done, but he wasn’t disheartened, he had some time left before the pups came, but he was not a procrastinator. He wanted this done as soon as he could, preferably tonight, which he was sure to get done hopefully. “So... what brings you this way?” He asked, cautiously yet in a friendly enough manner.

Photo courtesy of Genista

<style>
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 p {padding:0px 1px 5px 1px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#12302e; margin:5px; font-size:9px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 {background-color:#83b080; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px; color:#000000; line-height:12px; width:500px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/2665/jive.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:305px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 .inner {margin:0 20px; border-radius:0px; border:0px ; }
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 .ooc {text-align:left; font-family:verdana; color:#000000; font-size:9px; padding:1px 18px 0px 18px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; }
p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>
[/html]
#4
[html]
Short!

His apologies were met with a smile and a shake of her head. "No worries. I can clean up later." She rubbed a paw on her nose again, brushing more of the dirt off of her face, not really bothered by it anymore. He then asked what brought her there and she rolled her shoulders in a sort of shrug. "Nothing, really. I was heading back to the den." She tilted her head then, curious. "Isn't it normally the lady expecting who digs out the birthing den? Or am I mistaken?" She, herself, had never used a den for birthing her little ones. They'd been born in a house, before she'd taken on the life of a wolf over a human. New Dawn had been a blessing to her- but some things were still a mystery.

"Or were you just digging for lemmings?" Another coy smile, tail thumping on the ground playfully, her teasing friendly. Despite not knowing Jiva very well, she'd come to see all of her packmates as brothers and sisters, family. As such, they would be treated so.

<style type="text/css">
.bughuntwin2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#85A2B8;}
.bughuntwin2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.bughuntwin2 {margin:0 auto; width:415px; background-color:#D2DEEB; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/RjakE.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #2d586d; padding: 80px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#2d586d; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;}
</style>
182+
[/html]
#5
[html]
Word Count :: 315 OOC:

He smiled as she said she could do it later and he nodded as she spoke again; “Yes but if you haven’t fallen into one of her den traps lately you are lucky. She has not been able to finish a den because something was wrong with it. I figured I could get one done for her so she can see it finish and accept it.” He said. Showing him what he had so far. In no way was it finished but his frantic digging did get a good chunk of dirt and root pulled up and out. There were some rocks he had hit but nothing too large and he was able to easily and quickly get them out without having to change so his wolf feet were still useful even without the thumbs.

He did tilt his head a little after explaining; “What are lemmings?” He asked curiously. He knew most rodents he hunted lived in holes and remembered numerous rabbits that were lucky and found themselves in their holes. He actually tried digging a few out in his frustration. This was different though and far more exhilarating. He shrugged a little. He was still young and naive so whatever she thought he was digging for went over his young head. “I should get it done in a day or so. But I think she will like it very much. It’s got a great view, close to the den and the water isn’t far off either.” He said grinning, hoping for approval from the older woman. She had children of her own so she would know if he got the right location. She could of course, see the overhang that would help keep the rain out of the den too, so it would be dry in that time as well. It had to be perfect.

Photo courtesy of Genista

<style>
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 p {padding:0px 1px 5px 1px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#12302e; margin:5px; font-size:9px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 {background-color:#83b080; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px; color:#000000; line-height:12px; width:500px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/2665/jive.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:305px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;}
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 .inner {margin:0 20px; border-radius:0px; border:0px ; }
.KMTT24611_JivaPlant1 .ooc {text-align:left; font-family:verdana; color:#000000; font-size:9px; padding:1px 18px 0px 18px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; }
p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>
[/html]


Forum Jump: