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P. Aoves

POSTED: Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:23 pm

OOC-set for 2nd--3 paragraphs of sheer blabber XD

The dog had to admit, he liked it here in Cours des Miracles. He had arrived last afternoon, and had spent the rest of that day setting himself in. He had yet to meet his pack mates, and was excited to know that he was somewhere where finding someone to talk to was a whole lot easier than the lone life. Velvet had wondered off early in the morning, and Chanceux needed to settle in with the other horses they had here. Today was a day of exploring the pack, and making a mind map that Copper would remember. He knew Halifax like an instinct now, and hoped that it wouldn't take long before the pack lands would become a strong point in his mind as well.

He looked about the green lands, forgotten of his old home. The little old shack from which Copper came was an appreciated place to the dog. Despite the fact that one reason for leaving was that the roof had finally caved in, falling back on the walls, cracking into the small garden used for herbs. Though it had served a good home for him, Copper needed to get back into the family life.

Clapping his hands together, he set off to explore. Noting the pathways and unique pieces of foliage that he could use to plot out things. He planned to see the main landmarks, like the hotel that resided in Cours. He'd already seen the stables, going there last evening to find a place to Chanceux. He was intrigued by the conditions of the stable area and the race-track, getting giddy over the sight of an old human structure. Copper was beginning to gain more respect to humans, but only for their unique way of building structures. Something that the dog hoped to see as he explored more.
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Jazzy
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POSTED: Thu Jul 04, 2013 4:51 pm

The past litter had kept her tired, even if their number was one smaller than the last. Her attention was demanded constantly, though it was somewhat of a blessing, the business keeping her thoughts from dwelling to long on the number of pups she had lost. Aoves had needed a break from the constant monitoring of her brood, however - Vivienne and Silvia slept inside, while their eldest sister rested on the old sofa downstairs, three bee stings forming constellations on her body where she'd been stung earlier on in the day. With rags in water that was rising to a boil, there was little more that Aoves could do but wait and comfort with the occasional kiss.

As her daughter was granted a brief reprieve from the pain with sleep, her mother took the chance to stretch her legs. The dam stepped out onto the porch, a glance to the left revealed the repairs from where she and Harvey had broken it in the spring; the memory brought back a soft smile, though one that faded as she continued to look further in the direction her eyes had fallen upon. There was a figure moving in the distance. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to perceive just who, lids widening in disbelief a moment later. Copper? The medical dog, the one who had been so kind whilst she'd been worried about her lack of knowledge in regards to motherhood and whelping.

Aoves recalled their brief meeting on the streets of Halifax quite clearly; there had been no pack scent on him then, and he must only now have joined, likely no older a member than herself. Her descent from the steps was initially slow, trying to decipher any scents on the wind, to be sure it was him as she moved down to greet him. A shift of the breeze, and the confirmation came with the whiff that followed - her smile widened and pace quickened to meet the dog as he ventured closer. "Copper, bonjour - I 'ad no idea you were 'ere, darling!" Her arms lifted to embrace him; he was one of the few she'd been around during the first pregnancy, and she'd not forgotten the consolation the dog had offered. Now, she hoped, he'd be willing to make time for her again.

ooc: it's fine! And since you said a week after, so I'm just going to go with the current daite ^^

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ninette
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POSTED: Sat Jul 06, 2013 6:19 am

The golden dog hummed to himself as he jogged across the random landscape. He felt so fresh and free in this new land. There was so much to explore, so many new friends to meet. And for a sociable individual such as Copper, that was like a dream. He frowned when he hear someone come closer. Their scent reached him first, and he felt he could remember it from a past encounter. He turned to see the darker coated wolf-dog that he could instantly remember. His face brightened up, "Aoves!" He said with his arms opened up. He gave her a hug, a short embrace to spark the greeting. He chuckled, "Hello there, you're looking different." She had obviously had her pups by now, being so far down the pregnancy when he met her those months ago. She looked tired and worn down, but still well kept as before.

Copper's ears lifted, "So you've had the pups!" He said with excitement, "How are they? Probably getting big now I suppose?" The dog loved pups, they're cheery nature made them all the more warming to the mutt's heart. He tried to imagine what Aoves children looked like, though such imagination was near impossible, seeing he'd never met their father. Copper smiled brightly in the sun, "Yes I arrived here yesterday, Halifax getting rather boring." He nodded, his mind noting the fact that since he'd lived so close to Halifax, he was always there. He'd been to the old human settlement so often he knew near to every building and had dug through every bit of rubble, reviving any nik-naks he could find.

Copper sighed, his morning all the more satisfying now that he'd met an old friend. It also reminded him of his medical mind, a fact that had been lost on Copper in his busy life, finding more time to trade off old items in his house than to cure others ills. But now he was here in Cours, opportunities for more open for him to help others, especially when they serve a purpose as his pack-mates and close friends.
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Jazzy
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POSTED: Tue Jul 09, 2013 9:39 pm

After fondly engaging in the hug, the lady pulled back some to get the first clear look at the dog, the first in months. She remembered his advice regarding her past little with only gratitude, but at the inquiry of her pups, rather than smile warmly, Aoves had to mask sadness from leaking into her voice and expression with a bashful laugh. She didn't want to trouble him over what had passed; and it was a private thing, a sadness that would remain her burden and pain alone, or at least as well as she could keep it from others. "Oui, they are doing quite well - actually, we recently 'ad our second litter." But she desperately hoped that there would be no further questioning; her heart couldn't take it yet, not so soon at least, without breaking down into tears at the recollection of the lifeless bodies she bore barely a week earlier.

She continued speaking without a batted lash, a smile softened by sadness fabricated from the neutral line of rather than risking it becoming tense, or falling into a frown. "Oh but Copper, are you free for a moment, I would appreciate a moment of your time. My little Estella 'ad a bit of a brush with some bees; the poor dear is sleeping now, but it was 'er first time being stung and gave 'er quite a fright." Pulling back from the warmth of the embrace for a moment, an arm swung towards the house, her head angling too as her brows began to furrow in slight concern. She looked back back again, her head dipping conversationally as she made the request for his medical knowledge, soft smile still in place.

"I can offer you some tea if you would not mind stepping in, and per'aps we can catch up on what 'as transpired since we last met?" Aoves hardly enjoyed being all business, but it was difficult for the dam to fully relax when one of her own was in discomfort. As a traveler in the past, she had always wondered what became of those she'd encountered after moving on - surely it would be pleasant for the both of them to hear of what had transpired over the past few months, and bond further, assuming they were now a part of the same community.

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ninette
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POSTED: Tue Jul 16, 2013 1:00 pm

Copper was glad to see the French lady doing so well. It made him feel proud, in a way, that her pregnancy went as well as he had predicted. Perhaps he could look into help the pregnant of the pack later on, if not become a medic for the pack. The dog mirrored Aoves' smile, though he could see a glint of something else in her eyes. Ears lifted to hear not only had the successful mother littered one, but two. Copper chuckled, almost over-joyed by her great success. "That's wonderful to hear, congratulations!" The dog felt like he could feel something, something less optimistic, but Copper kept his mouth shut, a mother's thoughts were her own.

The dog wondered how long it would be until he would be allowed to show the pack his skills, and now it seemed his old friend was offering it to him. Copper nodded, humming a response as Aoves spoke about her daughter. Instantly his mind buzzed around ideas of herbal remedies to make or use. "Bees? Probably best to use garlic, or maybe some... lavender as well." Copper muttered, hand resting against his chin. He paused, mind in thought, before nodding finally.
He smiled, nodding at the nice request he'd been offered. "It sounds wonderful, thank you." He admitted finally. Copper wondered if he should talk about certain matters, such as his month of depression. Aoves always seemed to look up at the golden mutt, and he felt like telling her about his alcohol problem might falter that.

Copper's feet moved and shuffled, he needed to go get supplies to treat the young miss. "I could meet you there?" He asked, "I'll need to get my medical bag first, so we could meet back here or at your place?"
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Jazzy
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POSTED: Sun Jul 21, 2013 5:50 pm

Aoves nodded in agreement as the two parted. She went back to the house, first going around the back to retrieve a few hot rags that boiled in a deep black pot. First picking them out with a long rod, she took the time to warn the tousling brothers nearby to keep away to keep away from the fire, and then she left to go inside the larger home. She walked in in to see her daughter, wide eyed and awake from her nap, draped casually in her father's lap. The puppy was careful to keep the stung side of her flank away from the her father's body by sprawling out on her good side, and as her mother walked in, the child brandished the saddest pair of puppy eyes Aoves might have ever witnessed.

Flashing a sympathetic smile, the dam stated "Just a little while longer." before moving to going to attend to the newest Butler additions. Silvia and Vivienne, recently fed, were now piled asleep on a feather cushion in an empty and out of the way room down the hall. Estella was quick to call after her, whining juvenile tones piping up from behind Aoves. "It really 'urts terribly, maman. Must I lie 'ere forever?" Satisfied with the undisturbed sleep of her youngest, she returned to her daughter, pressing next to Harvey as she ran her hands soothingly across the puppy's back. "Oh, I know, my little Princess, but you must be brave. Doctor Copper is coming soon, 'e will make things better." Aoves had already removed the stingers, and now she gently pressed the lightly steaming rags to the girl's swollen flanks, holding it there even as the pup winced, before finally adjusting to the heat.

The shock didn't last long, for soon the bright blue eyes had turned back to her, even wider now with curiosity and a little fear. "Copper? Is 'e a witchdoctor, like the one from the stories? Is he going to cook me up into soup?!" Her words were an oddly excited whisper, like evil witchdoctors may hear her speak of them and take it as a summons, leading to some grand adventure. Aoves only chuckled, sweeping her hand underneath the puppy's chin to tip it up and look her in the eyes. "No, not at my Estella, 'e will make the pain go away."


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ninette
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POSTED: Sun Jul 21, 2013 9:49 pm

((309)) Thanks for letting me post! Hope this is well.

A worried expression had yet to leave his face.
Simply knowing that his daughter was in such immense pain troubled the shepherd, who gently pet the young pup's head sympathetically. Though he'd never experienced the same sort of pain (thankfully, he'd prevented himself from being stung to such a degree in his lifetime), the whimpering and pleading look in her eyes gave her father an idea of what she was feeling.

He watched as his mate appeared, ears perked somewhat to listen in on any instruction. His presence was more for comfort than any real assistance with her state of health, but the merle was eager to do whatever he could that was considered helpful in any way.
When Aoves had left to check on their youngest, the cockney couldn't help but chuckle at Estella's whines. Wordlessly, he tried to console the girl, petting her head still as her mother returned.

"Dr. Copper?" Harvey repeated, obviously curious. He thought he recalled hearing the name before, but currently recognition didn't matter. If this fellow was coming to help his pup feel better, than he was more than welcome as company. Especially if he was invited by Aoves.

Another rub was administered as the French female pressed the hot rag to Estella's sore skin, attempting to bring down the swelling, the Englishdog assumed.
The young mutt seemed almost morbidly interested in being carried off by a witchdoctor, like she'd heard from the tales passed around. Perhaps she was confident in being able to escape, or otherwise defeat the evildoer. Her confidence and desire for adventure unlike most girls her age caused Harvey to chuckle softly under his breath, admittedly amused.
At least she could find some distraction from her condition.

Patiently, the Londoner waited, eager to not only meet the generous doctor, but hopeful to see his dear Estella well again.

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POSTED: Thu Aug 01, 2013 3:26 pm

Copper felt as if his weight had lifted. Though the scruffy dog knew such facts went against laws of life, the metaphor seemed fitting enough. He nodded to the quick parting as Aoves returned to her home, Copper swiftly to his. He jogged along at a fast pace, not wanting to keep the mother or the young lady in distress waiting too long. He arrived to his make shift place, standing still for a moment while his body chose where to start. His arm extended to reach a bag, which he fulled with a glass jar of garlic cloves, kept sealed by a cork top. He hummed to himself, brown eyes darting to the simple plant pot the housed some lavender, with vials of oil placed next to them. He'd grown the purple flower himself, feeling a green finger take hold of him. They were easy to care for, slight bit of water and they grew with tremendous ease. From there, Copper had to make them into oils, which could be hard depending on how he chose to do it. Copper leaned over and grabbed a vial of the golden oil and placed it in his bag.

The mutt huffed to himself, before clearing out of the room and back onto the tracks.
Luckily the day had been young when his old friend had found him, and it didn't take Copper long to pick up Aoves' scent. He followed it through tracks and different houses, one hand held firmly over the bag around his shoulder. As the scents got stronger, Copper believed he'd reached the place. To comply with his belief, Copper's flat ears heard someone inside speak his name. It was a male voice- the father, as Copper guessed. His tongue rolled like a calm motor as he walked to the door, knocking on the frame.

"Hello?" He called inside, "Doctor Copper calling." Copper smiled, he didn't mind being called doctor, in fact he'd preferred it. Perhaps the crease in his face was simple joy, to think that in this place he could find himself making 'Doctor Copper' his real identity.
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Jazzy
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POSTED: Sun Aug 04, 2013 6:35 pm

Estella curled closer to her father, looking as if she were making an attempt to bury herself against his stomach, hidden away from the pain of the stings. Aoves nodded at Harvey's question, though her eyes and head were lowered to the poor girl in his lap, her expression one of concern even as she explained. "Oui, I met 'im first back in 'Alifax, when we lived in our old 'ome. 'E is a kind dog, and seems to 'ave good knowledge of the little ones." A few moments later, and it seemed that there was very little explaining she'd have to do. At the knock and call outside of the door, Aoves rose to go open it and welcome the dog to the warm interior of the decorated home.

"Thank you so much for coming Copper;" She looked back over her shoulder, hand extending in a gesture towards Harvey. "This is my 'usband, 'Arvey Butler; I am so glad you two finally 'ave a chance to meet." If only it could have been under merrier circumstances. With the sting speckled red of her rump still facing the guest, Estella's head withdrew from where they had nuzzled into her father's protection, ears perking curiously as she encountered the first new face she'd seen in a while. "And my daughter, Estella."

Aoves gentle eyes were suddenly purposeful as they looked at the girl, and though in pain, the puppy piped up with a very light "Bonjour Monsieur Copper." The dam's dark lips smiled pleasantly, as she politely ushered the dog in to have a closer look. The mother would not return to sit upon the couch though; the males would have a chance to meet alone - Harvey with the dog that would be treating their daughter, and the physician with the before unknown sire of her first litter. With a parting nod, she would briefly move to the back to retrieve some of the hot water, dishes soon clattering in the nearby kitchen as she began to arrange the tea, ears pricked to listen to their conversation.


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ninette
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POSTED: Sun Aug 04, 2013 7:29 pm

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If this bloke bound to arrive was trusted by Aoves, he was surely welcomed by the merle as well. His question was driven by innocent curiosity, and nothing much more; he was a social canine himself, eager to meet any willing stranger.
Especially if they were as helpful as this visitor, making time to see poor Estella and attempting to rid her of her ailment.

He looked over quickly at the knock, semi-startled and completely attentive.
The male at the entrance was different than the many wolf-blooded creatures about Novia Scotia, his appearance unlike any other being the shepherd had met... Here.
During his living in London, however, and working on the docks temporarily with his father in trade, Harvey had come across many different species of canines, including a varied assortment of dogs. Though he wasn't able to name the breed specifically, he knew at least the doctor was like him in being a dog.

Though, it wasn't their only similarity. As the other's accented words reached the foreign male's flopped ears, they perked in excitement. He waited until his mate had introduced them, dual-coloured eyes following the French female as she left the room. He'd then returned his glance to the acquaintance.
A soft chuckle left him before he spoke, "Well 'ello sir! Pleased t' meet ya, I am." The father gave him a friendly nod, coddling his troubled daughter still. "Fancy ya droppin' by t' 'ave a look a' me daugh'eh, as well. I do 'ope i' wasn't much trouble ge'in' 'ere." It was awfully considerate for Copper to travel for such a task, and it wouldn't go without admiration from the Butler family. Harvey refused to allow the fellow Brit to depart without being appropriately thanked for his kindness, and until it came to the moment in which 'goodbye's were necessary, the medical male was to feel at home.

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