Kitty kitty

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POSTED: Sun Nov 20, 2016 1:32 pm

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OOC: So the understory to this is the kitten is a runt and couldn't keep up... (sound familiar) but unlike myra's family the mother leaves the kitten to take care of the rest of her brood. The kitten then finds herself stuck under a branch, probably having climbed under it and just couldn't get out again, but nothing is broken, she's just hungry and looonely
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The warmth was decaying into chill and Myra could feel it, though she had little knowledge her own body was preparing her for the long winter as all wolves fur did. She was oblivious to too much of the change except for the extra bite in the wind this morning. It was ok, she was still comfortable and well puppies thought little of that anyhow. She was in her backyard playing. She would go out further but she wanted to stay near where it was warm so when her nose got cold she could pop back into warm up. The leaves had blown away and it was now barren, brown, wet grass.

She was sniffing around, gathering smells when she heard something strange. Perking her ears up she heard it again. What was that? It sounded like a cry for help. She lifted her head and walked slowly to the mewing thing. It was laying under a tree branch, not a big one, but it didn’t look like it could get out alone. It was a strange little creature, it’s ears weren’t like hers, but they were and its face was shorter than her brothers and parents and it had a tiny nose and it was tiny. She sniffed at the little thing wondering what might have happened and wondered if it was a baby. It certainly did look like one, not too much younger than herself. She looked around to see if she could find its mother but there was nothing like this little thing in sight. She nosed at the small thing. It was wiggling a little and crying. Was it scared of her? Myra wondered. She grabbed onto the stick and picked it up, having a bit of a hard time herself, but as she was a bit bigger that this little thing, she was able to move it.

She put the branch down quickly and hurried over to the kitten who now huddled in the same spot. Myra whined and licked the little thing. “I’m going to get you inside. You look lonely.” Myra said she took the kitten by the middle as gently as her little milk teeth could and hurried as quickly to her home as she could, which was certainly slowed down by her little burden. Once inside she let the kitten down “Momma, momma!” She called out wondering a little how her mother would react to this new litle mewling thing which was now huddled under her belly where Myra sat, which she had when she was calling out for her mother.

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POSTED: Wed Dec 07, 2016 11:07 pm

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Lyris had been lounging the large, slightly tattered yet still soft arm chair that occupied the corner of the room that she shared with Luca. The Lune had long since been gone, doing such duties it was that a king need attend to, leaving Lyris to care for the puppies. She didn't mind it all that much, especially since the two-month-olds were slowly developing independence with the rise and fall of each new sun. Sometimes their growth made Lyris sad; but on this particular day, she relished in it. A day of rest, while unusual for the always-active, never-ceasing form of a mother, the rise of the sun that morning had brought an unusual wave of tiredness. So after spending some decent amount of time with Myra, Arlen, and Remus, Lyris had allowed them some freedom. They were to stay well within the fort at any given time, and this Lyris did not fear they would obey. All of her Cavaliers would know what to do in the instance they spotted a young Knight-Stryder attempting to sneak from the safety of Kingsbury's walls.

With her new liberation of small furry bodies, Lyris had dropped to the worn cushions of this particular chair, both the door and window wide open. She could never allow herself to fully block out direct access to the areas in which her offspring were now roaming; and in the event of even the slightest unusual happening, Lyris was comforted that she could be out of the house and within the Pocos' proximity in a handful of moments. So with this, Lyris drew up her most recent project from its silent lean against the corner of the room. The dark wood bow had been neglected recently, sitting half-done and misshapen for weeks on end. With her carving knife, Lyris began the simple but oh so familiar motions of blade scraping across wood, expertly manipulated to create the quality and elegant form of a Stryder bow. As the sun inched itself across the sky and Kingsbury continued to bustle, the Mani found herself alone with quiet. Without any intention, the movement of her hands eventually slowed to ceasing, slender fingers loosely curled around both bow and knife. Her forest gaze captured behind the lids of sleep, Lyris had drifted unexpectedly. It was unusual for the Stryder to do so- despite her past feral tendencies, in her recent years she had adapted to a daylight schedule of wakefulness and sleep. Naps were never an element of her routine, but as Lyris would later wonder, perhaps the life of a mother, a council member, and an avid horsewoman and hunter could eventually take their fair share and leave in place only exhaustion.

Myra's voice immediately shattered whatever elements of a dream constructed in Lyris' mind, and the woman was on her feet in a quarter of a second. Both bow and knife were abandoned to the ground as she moved with all the speed of the predator she was into the hallways. "Myra?" A note of panic caused an unfamiliar timbre in her voice, but once Lyris set her eyes on her daughter and recognized no signs of harm, the fear immediately melted, instead transforming into curiosity and wariness. With a tip of pale ears, the huntress quietly and slowly crossed the room to the young girl and her unexpected companion. "Love, where did you find the kitten?"

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POSTED: Sun Dec 18, 2016 6:31 pm

dream beneath the golden sun

Myra’s face held worry as she heard the clattering of objects in the other room, it wasn’t long before she saw her mother hurry into the room, an even more worried look on her face, which softened when she saw Myra with the kitten in between her legs. The kitten was still oblivious to the large adult wolf, having cuddled right up against Myra, though it wouldn’t be long as the large white wolf came closer; “I found her outside, she was all alone.” She said, her voice full of worry, and hope. “She was under a branch, but I got it off her. Is she okay?” Myra asked. Her worry wrinkles on her forehead grew with the concern she showed for this little animal.

She looked down at the small orange furred animal still not knowing what it was, though her mother called it a kitten. She liked that name, it had a pleasant ring to it. She looked up at her mom again with pleading eyes; “She is small, real small, she isn’t sick is she?” She had never met anything that was smaller than her, except for maybe the insects that lived in their house, but she rarely got out much herself, still learning where everything was in relation to her whole world; their house.

She hoped that her mother could help the mewing little creature, she didn’t want anything bad to happen to it. The thought of it in pain was as much as the youngster could think of. Death, and maiming was something that was unthinkable to the little girl as she was still too young to go on hunts, though just old enough to start eating small bits of meat so it was oblivious to her what might happen if her mother couldn’t help the kitten but she didn’t want it to be gone.

WC: 310 OOC: Feel free to make the kitten act as any kitten would to a big scary thing like Lyris ;)


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POSTED: Sun Dec 25, 2016 2:41 am

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Even within the walls of their very own home, Lyris could not avoid her terror from being sparked. A phantom pain lanced across her flank in response to the unwelcome memory of a loner's claws against her side and Indi's terrified and battered body against a backdrop of bloodied trees. Myra's call from only the next room over was full of confused concern, not fear. But the mother could not help the adrenaline-infused speed to her heart's pumping, and was fully unable to slow her panicked run into the main room. As she slid across the wooden floor and found her daughter perfectly safe, Lyris was frustrated with her impossible fear. Nothing could penetrate Fort Kingsbury without immense difficulty. Her children were all safe, but she could not help but feel her breath hitch in the aftermath of the crazed race to the unneeded rescue. Lyris shook her head in an unsuccessful attempt to clear the feverish feeling as she approach Myra and her unlikely company.

The mother's first instinct was to look over her pup, who was perfectly intact, beige-kissed and runt-sized figure unscathed. And then her attention was drawn to the splash of ginger that was wrapped up next to the Garcia's puppy-sized paw, the creature's features distinctly feline. Lyris immediately thought of Tabby, the old Queen cat that seemed to have staked out her life in Casa's barn. But the Cavallo had seen the cat on a nearly daily basis and would have noticed a change in her size or patterns of behavior. No, this kitten was not hers. It must have come from another unlikely source, but Lyris could not recall noting an unusual cat wandering through Kingsbury. The kitten was not even weaned as of yet; she was extremely young and most definitely belonged with her mother. Confusion crossed the Mani's features. She was an expert in horseflesh and could even hold her own with the birds and much of the livestock, but cats were an enigma to her. She had no idea where to even begin with the young thing, but it was apparent that it needed help.

"I think she's alright. " Of course, Lyris could not be sure, as she was not experienced in the art of young felines, but she said it with confidence to put Myra at rest. At her voice, the ginger creature then chose to look up, and upon sighting the tall and scar-littered figure of Myra's mother, mewled in fear and wobbled as quickly as her young form could take her, making headway for the dark space under the couch. "Oh," Lyris murmured, at a loss. In a last-moment decision, she chose to swoop forward and tenderly raise the young kitten to where she cradled her against her chest, enveloping her as much as possible so as to provide a sensation of protection. "No, she's just very young. A newborn. You were almost this small once." Lyris returned to sit carefully in front of Myra, murmuring quietly with the kitten against her chest. The cat would need to cease its mewling and calm its nerves before the huntress would attempt to examine her for injuries or symptoms. "I wonder why her mother left her. You didn't find any other trace of cats, did you, flower?" Lyris was so confused as to why any creature could simply abandon their offspring so young.

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POSTED: Sun Jan 01, 2017 11:13 pm

dream beneath the golden sun

Myra had been worried about how her mother would react only after she called her into the room, now she was hoping she could at least keep the kittlen and make her all better, then maybe she would have a friend to play with…. That wouldn’t hurt her every time they pounced on her, like her brothers. She saw her mother look at her when she went in the room. She was there like a shot of lightning, it was amazing how fast her mom could move. She was always and forever in awe of her mother. She looked down at the little orange furball at her feet and whispered to herself, praying her mother would let Myra take in the kitten.

She let out a little bit of the breath she was holding at her mother's continued words after the initial examination. Myra was too slow when the kitten looked up to see her mother’s large white form. It was scared more of her! She was waddling away and Myra didn’t have time to get up to make sure she didn’t get away, her mother was the faster of the three of them and she had the ginger in her arms. Myra smiled and wagged her tail at the sight. She was cuddling onto the kitten like she would one of her own puppies. Myra liked that.

Myra was shocked to hear she’d been that small once. She thought she was always as small as she was now. She couldn’t believe that and she shook her head and scrunched up her face in a disbelieving look. How could she have been this small! “Was I? Really?” She asked concerned. How could she be this big if she was that big once. She still had no clue about growing up and life in general so it was all new and unbelievable to her, especially the bits she couldn’t remember, nor had any part of in her life. She crawled up on her mom’s lap and put a paw up where she was cuddling the kitten. It was shaking but only a little, with the calm of her mothers’ actions the kitten’s fear was less. She still seemed scared, but not as scared as she had originally been. At the question Myra tried to remember “No, I didn’t see anyone but the baby. I can show you where it is! The momma cat was gone. She was under a big stick, she was cold and lonely.” She said. Nudging at the little fur; “Can she be a part of the family momma? Please?” She looked up with her big wide eyes, pleadingly.

WC:442 OOC: There is no resisting the Myra puppy face!!!

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POSTED: Mon Jan 02, 2017 5:47 pm

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Lyris had the figure of a tough-hearted. Scars riddled her form, a lack of trust was the first thing she could extend to any who dared to meet her in a stranger's guise, and combat was the core of her deadly skillset. She'd ended lives before- not, of course, without necessary reason- and she was far from the most compassionate of beings. But, despite it all, Lyris held the kitten to her chest, protective and motherly despite the foreign newborn. It was clear in her young daughter's eyes she wasn't certain what to expect from her mother, warrior of years and dangerous of women. Lyris could accept such a thing, but she couldn't abandon something so small and helpless. Vulnerability was the deepest set of her fears, and empathy with the mewling thing poured from her in waves. She would die without help- she would have died without Myra's innately kind thoughts, so innocent and wonderful. Lyris would not- could not- waste such a gesture. Besides, she'd always harbored a certain soft spot for creatures a bit different than the Luperci themselves; they weren't cruel like many of her canid species proved to be. They deserved to be shown appreciation.

The beige pup's eyes were obvious in their surprise when Lyris spoke of her once-small size. Still tiny, it was almost amusing to find the little girl in disbelief. Even in the uncertain atmosphere surrounding the orphaned kitten, the Mani smiled, a brief but shining thing. "Of course. When you were born, I could hold you in one hand." She refrained from using the word runt around her daughter, feeling it was a bit rough and unnecessary. She would understand, in due time, her size differences. She only hoped that Myra wouldn't struggle over such a trial; Lyris always wanted her children to protect themselves, and even though the girl had a disadvantage, she believed she could still grow to be one of the finest of Knights.

The pup crawled into Lyris' lap, and the mother stroked Myra over the ears, the kitten still sheltered against her chest. The baby was beginning to slow its frightened breathing, and the timbre of its tiny kitten mewls was lessened. Lyris took it as a good sign, though nevertheless continued to hold the orphan quietly in the dark of her fur. She needed her calmer. "Okay. I'll have you show me another day." At Myra's next request, coupled with bright eyes and her tiny paws against her mother's arm, Lyris paused, uncertainty stiffening her frame. She looked down at the tawny kitten coupled in her arm, seeing she had calmed down enough, and noticed no major injuries. She was only dirty and much too cold for comfort, fear clouding her barely opened eyes. The Stryder stroked the kitten over her ears, considered, before sighing, reluctantly but necessarily. "We can keep her, only if we can't find her own mother. Understand?" She flicked her ears, meeting her daughter's gaze. "But I will have to take care of her at least until she is weaned."

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POSTED: Mon Jan 02, 2017 10:21 pm

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She was worried, as any puppy should be that had Lyris as her mother. As nurturing as she was, she was also hard on the puppies. Always making them go to bed at a certain time. Wash up and all sorts of things, so Myra wasn’t certain whether or not her mother would let the kitten stay, or if she would help her at all. She watched the kitten, afraid to look her mother in the eyes before asking the question. Then when she did she was afraid of the answer, but she stuck to her determination. She wanted to make sure the kitten was ok, she had helped it and it was still making noise. She knew nothing about death, all she knew was gone. She didn’t want the kitten gone. She wanted her here.

The puppy didn’t miss how her mother stiffened, and it disheartened her. Yet she didn’t look away. Her eyes looking at her mother in what Myra was starting to feel in vain yet when her mother spoke she surprised the small child into a frenzy of excitement. She jumped off her mother’s lap, then started circling around barking with happiness, her tail going so fast it was just a little blurr on her rump. Seeing movement in her mother’s hands from a very frightened kitten Myra suddenly stopped and looked abashed; “Thank you momma, I can take good care of her! I really can!” She said. So happy that her mother agreed to keep the kitten. Myra would certainly take care of it. “Does that mean I get to name her?” She asked.

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POSTED: Wed Jan 04, 2017 7:31 pm

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Having children had presented Lyris many countless challenges. After Teagan and Indi, she'd been nervous at every action and every task. Her own mother was the one being that the Stryder had idolized since as early as she could remember. Ripped from her development at such a young age, Lyris feared that she would be incapable. She could never live up to the halo-imagined example that her mother had presented to her. Compassion and sweetness were not elements of who she had been shaped into; in fact, such emotions and gestures lay almost out of reach. It was hard for her to be affectionate, and often it was forced. She reared her children with a firm hand and ceaseless encouragement on self-defense and precaution; this was perhaps lending her the image of an unkind matriarch. But Lyris, while she had the suspicion of being perceived such a way, was firm in the fuel behind her actions. It was to keep them safe and self-sufficient. With so many cracks in her heart, driven in by the cold eyes of the few she'd extended her love to, she could not afford more. It was a risk and an uncertainty to bear these children she knew that she would love so unconditionally, so willingly. But she had taken the risk and now would do everything she could to make it the right decision. Looking at Myra's just-changing eyes, she was aware of the possibility that the girl or any of her siblings would one day become increasingly distant from their mother or develop spite in some form. But she would do it if it would keep them safe until the end, and then Lyris could finish her tattered life with contentment.

The stiffening of her body and Myra's reaction had caused the unwelcome string of thought to wrap around her mind, but as soon as she replied, such a choking hold dissolved. The beige puppy immediately leaped with uncontained joy from her mother's knee and was a toddling, racing figure of puppyish speed. She wanted to tell the girl to not get too excited- if they happened to find the kitten's mother, she would be returned immediately. But Lyris could not bring herself to cease the amusing scene and could only affectionately watch, the briefest flicker of a white smile alighting her features before falling still as Myra returned to her composure and senses, a trait she had undoubtedly learned to acquire from her mother's constant sullenness. "I believe you will be a good kitten raiser." She agreed. At the runt's next inquiry, Lyris tipped her head, looked down at the ginger ball of fur, and then carefully placed the babe to nestle on the floor in front of Lyris's lap, just in front of the girl's nose. "Indeed it does."

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POSTED: Wed Jan 04, 2017 10:57 pm

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Myra’s excitement was palpable and there was no way to hide it. She didn’t want to either. She wanted everyone to know how happy she was. She didn’t think about what would happen if they found the mother cat. She was almost certain they wouldn’t find her. The poor kitten was alone and cold and she saw the way it was under that branch, No mother would leave it like that. Never ever! Her mother wouldn’t even do that. So now that she was going to be a kitten mommy herself. She had to think of a name. That was going to be very hard.

She looked at the orange fluffball and thought about what she looked like. It was not a normal color and she was a summer puppy. She had never got to see any flowers or anything other than maybe a piece of cloth from someone’s clothing or accessory, but she couldn’t name anything like that. Yet it did remind her of something she had heard about. Silly names like Princess and Stripes were out of the question. Myra was too old to give them silly names like that…. Actually Princess did sound cute and the kitten was going to be treated like one. But she shook her head. No that wasn’t good “Sweet pea?” She said that one out loud, but no it didn’t work. Orange… “Orange…” Something orange, it would not leave her mind.

Then she knew it “Pumpkin!” She said happily, looking at the kitten. There was a reaction but just a little movement; “I am gonna name her pumpkin!” She didn’t remember where she heard the word nor how she knew what it was, but that’s what the kitten reminded her of. She looked at her mother in hopes of an approval, though she couldn’t think of a better name for the kitten. From now on Myra would call the kitten pumpkin! It was the perfect name. They would be inseparable!

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and that's a wrap :> (+561)

It was impossible for Lyris to repress the unavoidable smile that came to paint her scarred features, lessening the severity of her gaze. Myra's eyes were filled with the purest form of the most positive emotions. Joy and excitement radiated impossibly strongly from her tiny figure, and it was refreshing. Lyris forgot, quite often, that such feelings and reactions could be so raw. Her children reminded her of that, in their youngest of days. They could not understand most complex things; they were fully ignorant to any concept of death, or even life- pain was a foreign entity unless it involved the smacking of one's small paw unceremoniously into the bedroom wall. They did not know the inner turmoils that would undoubtedly reign upon them as time chipped away at the uncorrupted innocence they now embodied. And despite Myra's unprecedented happiness that radiated from her every motion, Lyris could not help but feel the faintest pang of sadness, her smile twinging. Why was it that those who have experienced the ravages of time could never react in such a way to such a little brightness? She mulled over it in the moments following, and she thought she knew why. But Lyris- mother Lyris, who was no longer a stranger to the once-inconceivable feelings of happiness- pushed such a thought away. She would not think about it. She need not, until a later day. Until she was forced to.

Myra thought very hard, it was imminent in the set of her face and posture of her figure. The puppy, of course, knew very few words. Her vocabulary was sorely limited and Lyris was expecting a simple name, though there would be no issue with such a thing. A couple of options crossed her tongue, and the mother simply listened with interest, jade sights curious and trained on the small kitten that sat curled against the front of her folded legs. As Myra picked her brain, the archer brought her hand to gently and calmly run the back of her fingers between the ginger's ears. The faintest noise of purring flicked her ears with pleasure. She had never much liked the superiority and arrogance of many cats once they reached adult age- maybe they reminded Lyris too much of herself- but like this, she supposed they were alright. Hopefully by the time the young thing was fully grown, Myra would be able to take on the task of her well-being all on her own. Lyris wasn't sure if she should dread the day or look forward to it.

"Pumpkin," She repeated. The Cavallo was impressed at the young girl's memory of such a name; pumpkins weren't even prevalent in Casa di Cavalieri, and she must have picked the word up from somebody else. But it did fit the little thing quite perfectly, and she smiled again at her daughter. "Perfect. I think she'll love it." Lyris then scooped up the tiny purring kitten, who protested with a short mewl before being pressed back against the safety of the mother's chest. "Now follow me to find her some milk. C'mon." Standing with minimal effort, Lyris made her way out the front door of the house. Once Myra had followed her out onto the porch and sequentially out into the open Fort, the Mani turned and shut the front door with a definitive click.

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