[M] Don't you worry Child

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POSTED: Mon Aug 27, 2018 4:42 pm

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Most of the Parhelion household had fallen fast asleep, the glow of the fire dimming as it began to die. There was one body that had not quite fallen asleep yet. The white bodied fluffy youth just couldn't fall asleep. Her mind had become troubled with how she could pay Ascher and Milos back for bringing her in, and more so to Milos, for allowing her to become a part of the pack and a part of his family. Though the Captain hadn't said she was a part of the Parhelion family, he treated her much like a father would, and Daisy treated her a lot like a sister. The feeling was overwhelming, in a good way. It was healing her slowly of her inner scars.

Though Inara never lived in a pack, clan life was almost like a pack. It was merely a group of families sticking together. They took care of their own, and their individual self, but protected one another. Packs, from what she knew and what she was learning, all took care of each other and protected one another. Perhaps she'd ask Milos in the morning what she could do for the pack. She had to show Milos and Ascher that she was worthy of their safety and care, and she was determined to become a very productive member of this family and pack. As she came up with that idea, she smelled the blood the same time she heard the approach at the door.

Her head popped up while her mind jumped to the worse scenarios. Her rich brown eyes looked to the door as it opened, her breathe bated for a moment as she saw Bramble. Her heart quickened as she saw where the blood came from.


Bramble and her never actually talked, but she could tell he left the pack lands merely by his scent, and that worried her. What if he never came back when he did those trips? Or in this case he got hurt. Questions flooded her mind, as she watched his silhouette come into view within the doorway. Her mind focusing on the fact a wolf could have done it. Were there wolf packs around here? Would they ever attack the pack!? She began to panic, but she didn't say anything, and nor did she move from her laid position. The tensity almost palpable from her clenched jaws and tense muscles. What should she do?

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POSTED: Sun Sep 02, 2018 7:19 am

Bramble was grumpy. He’d been swept up in the dizzying height of the climb, his entire body alive with life, that he’d lost concentration and slipped. The gash wasn’t deep, but it had bled like on a graze can, and the blood had soaked into his upper arm. Of course, being the idiot he was, he’d not brought any cloth to wrap the wound. He’d cleaned it as best he could, but he was going to have to go home to find a few more supplies. The journey back had given him the chance to replay the mistake over and over again in his mind. Chetan would ‘ve been cross that Bramble had allowed himself to dwell on the issue for so long, but he found it hard not to.

The young Parhelion with the mis-matched eyes, closed the door to his folks home quietly, not wishing to disturb anyone’s sleep, or have to explain his wound. For a moment Bramble leant against the closed door, sagging slightly with the pleasant tiredness that always swept over him when he found himself in a place he felt utterly comfortable. All the home’s scents were familiar, the sound of even breathing and twitching limbs scraping on floor. Wiping a hand over his face, Bramble moved to the water gourd and filled a smaller gourd, looking around the room, easily spotting a pair of eyes glittering in the gloom, they were watching him with a fixed interest. As he drank, the water running down his muzzle he waved a hand in silent greeting, his eyes danced with good humour. Bramble had always been sensitive to the feelings of others and he could tell this little one was tense. Her name was dredged up from his memory. Inara? He put down his water and put a finger over his mouth, his eyebrows bouncing playfully. He took some of the rags and wrapped the wound, cleaning his arm, wiping away the dried blood and washing off what he could. He’d have to disappear early tomorrow morning so as to avoid questions. Inspecting his rush job he turned back to the low fire, near where Inara was and picked his way around sleeping forms to tend the fire. He squatted before it. Placing another log on it, he prodded with one of the smaller pieces of kindling. Turning to Inara, half his face in shadow so that only his strange eye could be seen he smiled easily and whispered.

”Sorry, I didn’ mean to wake ya. Inara right? Ya comfortable?”
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POSTED: Tue Sep 04, 2018 7:06 pm

The young mixed breed took note of him relaxing the moment he closed the door. This only fueled her worrying mind. Had he been running from something or someone, and now he was safe, he let his guard down? She wasn't for sure, but the voice of anxiety had her gripped.

It took only a moment or two before Bramble noticed her. He gave her a small wave, his eyes warm and kind. Still she didn't move. It was as if she were too scared to say or do anything. That was only partially true, as the other part of it was that her mind was locked in a war. Anxiety and logic fighting to see who would take over.

Before she knew it he approached the fire and began to give it more life. Inara continued to watch him wordlessly before he spoke to her.

"You didn't wake me," she whispered back before taking a few moments to reply. Her honesty dry, "Trying to be comfortable...and yes, I'm Inara."

She sat up, careful not to make anymore noise that what was necessary. Her eyes scanned around the room seeing if anyone had stirred, but it seemed as though Bramble and her were doing a good job at being quiet. Slowly she stepped closer to the fire, and more keenly to Bramble, her eyes peering to see his wound. "...a wolf didn't do that..." Her tone matter-of-fact, but with a hint of a question. A hint to the inner battle within her.

Inara sat just a few inches from Bramble, trying to keep herself calm and without panic. It showed only as tense muscles and controlled words. It couldn't have been a battle with a wolf...there'd be more signs....it had to have just been an accident..nothing more..


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POSTED: Sun Sep 16, 2018 1:38 pm

Once more the fire began to pop and crackle as Bramble breathed life back into it. It was late summer and the evenings were already beginning to cool, besides who didn’t like the warmth of a fire’s glow against them? Her statement about wolves seemed odd to the Parhelion with the mismatched eyes, and it made him even more aware of the tension that the little thing carried around with her.

”Nah.” He said, his grin easy, but slightly sheepish.

”I was free climbing-“ he paused wondering if she understood the term ”I was climbing without a rope, up one of the mountains outside of the lands. Missed a handhold, scraped myself, well gouged myself on one of those sticking out rocks. All my fault for being an idiot.”

Throwing the stick he’d been using to poke the fire with, Bramble put his hands on the floor and sat himself on the floor, cross-legged and back to the fire.

”What’s up Inara? You sure you’re okay? I didn’t frighten you did I?”

While he was very aware of the emotions of others, he wasn’t a great counsellor. He had learned to deal with his own inner demons, but how to help others with theirs? That was a skill he wasn’t great at, all he could offer was a genuine and relaxed person to listen. Of course, he could well be blowing the girl’s reaction way out of proportion, but despite his aching body, he didn’t feel tired, and the fire was doing a wonderful number on relaxing his muscles, so he was there to listen.
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POSTED: Sun Sep 16, 2018 4:29 pm

Her head turned to the fire as it cackled. The fire danced in her brown eyes as she stared intensely at it. It reminded her of the gypsy village when it as ablaze.

Wolves ran grabbing gypsies. Her eyes watched as a wolf cut the throat of the old dog that was reading tarot to her. Inara ran, and as she did, she had ran past another wolf who was ripping the dress from her mother's friend. Her heart had quickened as the memory took her from Krokar. She didn't know where to turn to. Everywhere she did, it seemed to be crawling with wolves laughing, hooting, and hollering with pleasure as they demolished the clan's homes.

"Nah'" Broke her train of thought, and she looked from the fire with a start as reality broke into view. Her brown eyes found Bramble as he grinned. She let a smile come to her muzzle mimicking his action. She quietly listened as he explained his wound to her without judgment. Her brow furrowed when he called himself an idiot, and before she could think she blurted, "Yeah, you shouldn't leave the packlands. It is pretty unwise. You never know what dangers lay out there." She then flicked back what little ears she had. "...umm...I mean.." She realized there was no recovering from her own outburst. "...sorry." Her muzzle dipped down to her chest as her eyes found the ground.

"What's up Inara? you sure you're okay? I didn't frighten you did I?"

She rolled her eyes in the way only a teenager could. "No..you didn't frighten me, really." She licked her lips unsure of herself. "...I am just unable to sleep is all." Her eyes felt suddenly glassy. The thoughts that came to her weren't easy to share, and how could she even if she could share them. "...have you guys never had anything bad happen? Is that why you can so easily leave the pack and go climb?" Her gaze looked up to him with hurt innocence.

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POSTED: Thu Sep 27, 2018 3:56 pm

Bramble’s mismatched eyes turned to the young thing, one side of the fire illuminating half of his face. Perhaps if he’d been another Luperci it would have looked sinister, but with Bramble, it just made him look slightly enigmatic. Her words had touched a chord with him, and somehow now he saw the lines of tension in Inara’s form and noticed the clues that pointed to the young luperci’s fears. The Parhelion had always had an empathy about him, perhaps because of how close he was to his family, but he saw it now, in this small one. His smile was still flickering on his lips, but his voice was gentle and reassuring.

”I love to climb Inara, don’t know what it is, just love it, there isn’t anything as cool as being up high and knowing you dragged yourself there under your own steam. Some of the best climbs are outside of the territory. I guess there are dangers outside of the territory, but if you let being afraid keep you inside a the pack lands, then they’re not home anymore, they’re a prison, and you’re not living life anymore.”

His folded ear did its best to stand up, and failed. He doubted he was being very clear, but while he was good at understanding, he didn’t know if he was the best explainer.

”Sometimes, the fear of falling makes you work harder not to. May not make a lot of sense, but I guess what you really need to know, is that you’re part of our family now to, and we’ll have your back whenever you need us.”

His grin broadened and he touched his finger to her forehead. At that moment, the worst moment, his stomach growled, letting Bramble know it had been a long time since breakfast. It seemed very loud to him and he looked at the sleeping figures wondering if he’d woken anyone else up, and more importantly if there was any food left over in the place.
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POSTED: Fri Oct 05, 2018 4:56 pm

Bramble is so interesting.. She thought as she watched him, the fire's glow danced around his features. She saw his smile fade a little before he responded to her words. He explained why he leaves the pack, and what he does. His words made more sense than she'd wish to admit. I want to keep the pack safe, how could I do that if I left to explore? But...did that, then, make it a prison? Her brows furrowed, making her forehead wrinkle in worry. "...but, how can you keep your home safe from intruders, or bandits if you're constantly away? There are a lot of evil canines out there?"

He went on to say more and that made more sense to her. She feared loosing those she had grown close to, so she worked hard to make sure the pack was safe. Even if she wasn't quite a year old, she was still old enough to fight and pack in a good hit. To hear that they all had her back her brows raised only to fall as his finger touched her forehead. It was as if he knew she had a lot of tension there and his touch made her relax.

His stomach growled and she looked at it. Once more her brow furrowed, "You're hungry? When did you eat last?" It was as if a caregiver switch was hit. How could he go running around outside the pack, climb rocks and stuff...and not eat!? What if someone attacked him? He wouldn't have enough energy to defend himself, and then he'd die and Milos would loose a son and be devastated...and...and!" Her breathing got heavy as she just stared at him in disbelief.
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POSTED: Sun Oct 21, 2018 12:24 pm

It was at once, both funny and terribly sad that someone so young, who should be thinking about nothing more than who was going to play with her next, had so many causes of concern. Little Inara had a creased forehead and there shouldn’t be any worry lines on her. He smiled softly, and as always, there was no meanness to Bramble. He had a wonderful life, a good family and any trouble that had touched him, he’d had his family to pull him through it, he was glad that Inara had fallen into their lives, they could spend that time showing her that there was no need to worry and that they would always be around.

”Someone very wise told me that a home isn’t the place you live, but the folk you live there with. Also a home you never leave has another name.”

He leant forwards so that he was at Inara’s level, their faces not too far apart, and the warmth of the fire washing over them both.

”Sometimes spending some time apart from your family helps you to understand why they are so special to you. I don’ know much about what happened to you before here Ra, and I don’ have t’ know, but things are different. You should ask mum about when I was small, I had to be dragged out of the house, I was a pudgy brat.”

He shook his head and realised he was getting off topic.

”Ra, if you want one, I’m your big brother, and big bros always know best, so if you need someone to come round the lands with you, or you’re scared anytime, find me and I’ll come. I started climbing because it frightened me, and sometimes the only way I found to get over what I was scared of was to do it. Now I’m going to get some food. Would you like some? Late night feast?”

He moved forward and planted a small kiss on Inara’s muzzle before moving back and grinning broadly.
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POSTED: Mon Oct 22, 2018 6:19 pm

The 9 month old young woman listened to Brambles wise words. Inara sat up onto her haunches and she looked down softly as a small thoughtful smile came over her muzzle. Home was where the heart is, and lately...her heart has been with Milos, Percival, Daisy, Logan, and Ascher as they were who she'd gotten to know and interact with the most. They were becoming her new family. She'd been a little shy to talk with anyone else, but she cared about everyone that were important to Milos.

Inara looked up after her thought, and saw Bramble leaned more to her level, his muzzle close to hers. She felt her cheeks warm a little. Just like all of Milos' boys, he was rather cute, and she couldn't figure out why she was beginning to find males attractive, but she was accepting it. Still she would keep it to herself as her eyes looked at him with a wide stare while he touched on his puphood. "...I know my family meant a lot to me, I used to think I'd be fine without them, and they didn't mean that much to me. But they were killed...and I learned they meant more to me than I thought...I wanted to just curl up and die, I thought about doing that...many times...the thought even crossed my mind before Ascher found me..."

He told her he didn't need to share but she didn't share the details. She didn't want to think of the details anymore. It was the past now, and she had to come to terms that she couldn't change that. What mattered now was today, or in this case, tonight.

Bramble went on and mentioned how he was her brother now, it reminded her how Milos was now her family, and that would mean Bramble, too, was her family. Her cheeks felt more red since she had just thought how cute he was just moments ago. Inara's thought shifted as he mentioned fear. Inara felt fear almost all the time, there were moments when she forgot about her fears, but they haunted her everyday. This made her lower her gaze and look down, she almost didn't hear his question, and when he leaned in she looked over. His kiss made her blush even more.

"...Bramble...I get scared a lot...I don't want to be a burden.." Her eyes looked over to his. She hadn't answered him yet, mainly because she was scared to go out at night. The thought made her eyes look over to the door. "How many other packs are there?"
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POSTED: Mon Oct 29, 2018 4:15 pm

Sadness touched Bramble as the young female spoke of her family and their deaths. To him his family meant everything, they were the framework everything else hung from. Inara had lost that, and he could only barely imagine how utterly lost she must have felt and perhaps still felt. The Parhelion wanted to tell her that it was all okay, that her family was watching her and doubtless they’d be proud, but the words seemed hollow somehow. He thought of what it would be like for him to lose his family, and he wasn’t sure that there was anything anyone could say that would console him, and since words were not adequate to express anything, he reached out and touched her lightly, and reassuringly.

”Inara, it’s alright to be scared, it happens to all of us. A really clever friend showed me a few ways of breathing and thinking that help, and I can definitely show you them. I’m not saying they’ll take the fear away, but maybe the quietness will help you understand the fear better, but we’ll only do if you want to, either way, I’m still going to be around for a while, and just so you know, you’d never be a burden.”

That said, he stood and headed for where he knew there was some food, he’d done his best to hide it from the rest of the family for just this sort of emergency. Half it was gone, doubtless a cruel jab to let him know he’d not hidden it well enough, but not so cruel that they’d left him with nothing. He fished out the wrapped bundle and brought it back over to the fire. There was rabbit, dried apples and strips of deer.

”There’s a thief in this house.”

He said smiling and looking at the piece of meat wit ha bite taken out of it, just to let him know.

”To answer your question, five or six that I know of, but never spent a lot of time near their lands, most of it on neutral territories, that’s where the best mountains are. You hungry?”
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