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- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-01-2008 [html] Set March 3, if that's okay She put her hand to her belly, frowning. She felt so weird in werewolf form, with this weight. It wasn't a lot of weight, that much was true, but it was enough for her to begin to notice a change. She could tell more when she was in wolf form, though; she felt more bulky. At least this way she didn't have it hanging down. Gravity made it even worse. Dierdre sighed, yanking the door to the shop open. Maybe she'd find something more suitable in here. Ever since she had spoken with Deuce and Soran, since they'd told her what her symptoms had meant, she had been looking for some soft things. She didn't want deer pelts or rabbit furs...those didn't feel right. She wanted something even softer. The place that she was going into now she had searched around for, a search that had taken the better part of the day. A fabric shop. Everything would be dusty, but that was okay. She could clean it. Dierdre hadn't told Pilot yet about what was going to happen--she wasn't sure about it herself. But she knew that she couldn't keep it a secret for long...he visited Deuce sometimes, and maybe Soran would come across him if she came back to Storm to see Dierdre. One of them could tell him. Really, she wasn't even sure why she hadn't told him yet. It had been two days since she had learned of it herself, and she had seen him several times. She just wasn't sure how to bring it up. She had thought that the herbs would prevent her from becoming pregnant. Naniko had said that they would last for a while. That was why she hadn't been worried about what she had done with Samael, and then with Pilot. She hadn't wanted pups, not yet. What would she do when they came? She didn't know how to be a mother. - Phoenix - 03-02-2008 [html]
- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-02-2008 [html] Her fingers ran over the long rolls of fabric, feeling for the best, the softest. There was yards and yards of string....or was it called "yarn"? She wished that she knew how to knit. Then she might be able to make something herself. Some of the yarn was really funny looking, with fuzzies all over each individual strand. It was the yarn that was the softest out of everything there. Maybe she could go to the library and find a book on knitting. Everything else that she might need for that kind of a project she could find here. There was some craft paint in the back, big heavy buckets of it. She planned on taking the paint outside and splashing the front of the building with it, to mark it so that she could easily find the place again. She'd dump most of the paint out in front of the building, then take the remainder of it and splash it all over the street sign down at the end of the block. Another marker that she'd be able to see from a long ways away-a marker that wouldn't fade away in time, like a scent-mark might. She struggled to lift one of the buckets. She didn't have a lot of strength left, not after the long trip here. She threw up most of what she ate, and everything else she ate just didn't taste the same any more. It didn't taste good. So she hadn't really been getting a good range of nutrients. Dierdre hadn't expected that it would have this kind of an effect on her, make her feel so weak and useless. She shivered a little, despite the big, warm coat that she wore. It scared her a little, that she couldn't do things that she used to be able to do. Was this how it was going to be for the next month or so? The woof made her start; she had thought she was alone. She could see someone through the dusty window, a familiar brown shape. She went to help him with the door, holding it open until he came inside. "Hi. Did you come out exploring today like I did? We tend to meet a lot in the city" Only twice now, but still. Usually she didn't see anyone else in the city when she went. She couldn't exactly hide her condition; she was getting larger and larger every day. But, for some reason, she hadn't told Phoenix about it either. She just...hadn't seen him around. But at the same time, she hadn't gone and looked for him, either. "How are the kids doing today?" - Phoenix - 03-02-2008 [html]
- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-02-2008 [html] She didn't like things happening to her body without her control. This entire ordeal was very, very unpleasant for her, even without the throwing up and dizziness. Dierdre had problems already, with doubting herself, and this added onto them. How could she be one hundred percent sure that she would be a good parent? She couldn't be. She wondered if she would end up like her mother--crazy half the time, negligent the other half of the time. At least she knew that Pilot would be a good parent. He was great around Dierdre's young siblings-she could imagine how he would be with pups that were his own. "They're getting so big, now. I remember when they were born...all of them were so eensy" It was easy to talk about the others, to keep the talk off of herself. But she was running out of luck, it seemed, as Phoenix realized it--then brought up the very thing that she had been trying not to think about. She didn't know what to say at first. He could tell that she was...he didn't even need her to answer. She felt defensive, all of a sudden...but fought the emotion down. Why was she feeling so strangely? Phoenix would be happy, wouldn't he? She would never have to tell anyone the truth. Even if the pups were born looking a little like Samael...if they were really Samael's...well, Dierdre had some red wolf in her. She could say that it was a mutation of the gene. The white wolf swallowed, then looked back up at him. "I think...they'll be here in the middle of April. Spring babies." That would confirm it for him. - Phoenix - 03-03-2008 [html]
- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-04-2008 [html] She ought to be happy about it, too. There was more of a chance that they were Pilot's babies; she'd taken measures to make sure that nothing would come of what she and Samael had done. She would have the pups, and then she and Pilot would raise them, together. It was a strange thought, that two pups might actually be raised by two parents. Most of the pups around Bleeding Souls got abandoned by their parents, sooner or later. "No--I only found out a couple of days ago...and we haven't really come across each other yet. Half the time I can't get to sleep, and by the time I get back he's already asleep. Soran and Mom were the ones that told me. I didn't really understand why I was feeling so sick all the time; I'd thought that I was getting the flu again" Dierdre was hoping that Pilot would be happy about the pups, but she couldn't be sure. "I hope he'll be as excited as you are--and as I am. It'll be a brand new experience" She didn't want to keep talking about herself, so she asked a new question, one that she really did want to know. "How have you been? I went over and thanked Naniko--she was pretty modest about everything. But you're feeling better?" It made sense, because he was all the way out here...but she had to ask to make sure. - Phoenix - 03-04-2008 [html]
- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-05-2008 [html] I wasn't attacking Iskata or anything when I said that most of the pups around Souls were abandoned by their parents. I was just making a gneralized statement that most pups in BS don't grow up with both of their parents around. Right now, she was content to forget about the pups. That is...until they got bigger and forced her to remember them. She didn't know how many there were, but that was okay. She hoped that they would be born healthy. Dierdre knew that there was a high possibility that some of the pups could be stillborn, because that had happened to most of the pups that Deuce had born, but she would try not to think about that. She wasn't sure about raising them...but she was their mother. She would try as best as she could. Her best might not be enough, but she was going to try. "Yeah. Clouded Tears is a strange place, with all that mist and stuff. I don't know how they can stand it. I think I'd feel suffocated there." But to each his own. Storm seemed like the most normal pack around, to Dierdre. "I'm glad that you're okay. Everyone was really worried...even after she had said that you would be all right" The white wolf stood still when he put his hands on her shoulders, not moving toward him or away from him. She wanted to take a few steps back, to see if he would drop his hands...but she didn't want to seem rude, either. Dierdre trusted Phoenix a lot, but she wasn't in the right disposition to enjoy any sort of physical contact, from anyone. "I know. Everyone tells me that...how good we are together. I think so, too...he's great." The main thing that she felt was anxiety--and skittishness. She wanted to go places, and do things that she probably wouldn't be able to do. Normally she wouldn't have gone all the way out here...but she had wanted to, so that she could test her own strength. She wanted to know how far she could go before her body protested. So far she was okay. Things would change, undoubtedly, once she was further along. Right now she could only feel the beginnings of the life that was growing within her, mostly the physical effects of it. Dierdre looked to the left, motioning toward the fabric. "I was looking for something to sleep on...but most of this isn't in too good of shape. You don't know how to knit, do you? Some of the yarn that's here is really, really soft...I was thinking about taking up knitting. I could make something nice for them, to keep them warm in case it's still chilly out in April" - Phoenix - 03-05-2008 [html]
- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-06-2008 [html] Okay. It was an odd compulsion, the one that had driven her here. She had read about this in human books before, about "nesting" behavior--that females wanted to surround themselves in nice, comfortable things before the birth. But wasn't that thinking ahead a bit? She wasn't ready for them yet. Dierdre felt a little strange about talking with Phoenix about knitting...but that was what she was here for. She hadn't really thought about knitting before she had seen all of the beautiful, fluffy yarn here. "I guess that each wolf is tied to their own packlands, though. I mean...I could have gone anywhere when I came back here, but I felt like Storm had been more of a home to me than anywhere else. I did live in Syemv..and then in Chimera. It would be harder to adjust to a new place." Her words were based on a current thought, one that had been plauging her for a while now. She had been thinking about her life a lot, about her past a lot. Mistakes, and things that she was going to do better. "I miss Physe a lot. I was thinking about asking Pilot...if he wouldn't mind...if we named one of the pups after Physe." It would be a way to hang onto the memory. Physe had come and gone, but he had always been very special to her. She hoped that Phoenix wouldn't be angry about it, though. "But...I don't even know if any of them will be boys. But if I used his last name, it wouldn't matter anyway. It could be a boy or a girl. I really hope that there's at least one girl, though..." It was the most that she had spoken about the pups and about what she'd been thinking of for names...but now that she knew that she wasn't going to be pressed about how the pups had come into being, she didn't mind quite as much. "Thanks. For the offer, I mean. I might take you up on it later on. For now, though...I sort of feel like I need to do this--to make something." She looked around the store, going toward a display. "These needles look perfect...I bet I can make something great with that red yarn over there." - Phoenix - 03-07-2008 [html]
- Dierdre Rhiannon - 03-07-2008 [html] This thread went really fast! She was used to fending for herself, looking after herself...it was very hard for her to get used to having someone around that wanted to take care of her, for a change. Dierdre recognized that Phoenix wanted to help, though, and understood. He cared about her the same way that she cared about him--they were even closer than a biological father and daughter. She couldn't imagine anyone else who she'd rather have looking out for her. But that didn't mean that she would stay in the den all the time. She'd gotten more than enough of that when she had been sick with the flu. She did have her bow, too, so if she felt like she needed to eat something other than fish she could always catch food that way. She would barely even have to move at all! Right now she had to worry about keeping her strength up. The pups were unexpected, yes, but she wanted them. The places where her own mother had gone wrong in her childhood, she would correct with these little ones. "I'd love some help" She said, grinning. Maybe having Phoenix as a personal attendant wouldn't be such a bad thing after all. |