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- Deuce Rhiannon - 12-13-2007 [html] set after the thread in Inferni! - Lucifer - 12-14-2007 He was a hunter now, he was able to find a skill with in a rank that he knew, and knew that he could be the best that he was able to be, he felt like this was this what he was breed for. He was no longer in charge of making sure that there was no stray members at the borders, though maybe that why the two female moved him up two ranks and not just the one, he wasn't that best at the borders so it would be horrid for him to teach others. What ever the reason was, if it be for his lack of skills in one area, or he just proved his skill into another. The male was stocking around the lands, when he heard her howl, it sounded as if she was in some sort of pain. It didn't matter if he was upset at her and him-self for allowing that night to happen, even if it was great. He had once again brought much shame to his father's name, he was glad he wasn't around, he would have surely ran him up the flag pole and left him flapping there by his tail for sure. He threw his hunt out the window going where the sound came from, with in seconds of starting his run he could smell the blood, and it wasn't just her's there was Shadow's. The male's mind went into a state of panic. His son, and his mate, and the smell of blood from the both. The male whimpered as he seen the house, there was window...there was a gate, the male mind raced as he looked quickly a dove to the gate jumping over it as he seen her, holding a twisted figure of a black child, and blood coming out of her, the male screamed, he worried about her, he quickly ran over to her, forcing him-self to make a quick shift. He scream in fear of her health and the health of there child, he scream because of the pain he was putting him-self though to help her. "Deuce, what's wrong?" As soon as he was able to the male pulled her into him, pushing her arms down holding them onto his legs, let her rip his hair out he didn't care. He thought maybe there was a child in her, from Erik one that was just really late coming?! "Push love, Push. We will deal with the questions later, now just push." - Deuce Rhiannon - 12-15-2007 [html]
- Lucifer - 12-16-2007 [html]
The male didn't let go of her, he could be strong for her, he had to be. It didn't matter if he cared about Shadow like that was his own son. Seeing the black boy laying there bent and twisted like a twig that was snapped. The male's gut twisted, he felt sick, he wanted to get sick, just to cure the feeling. He couldn't, he held back the heaves trying to be strong for her. The male rubbed one paw over her back and one though her mane, as he rubbed his maw into her, holding her against him, allowing her to sob all that she wanted, to just cry out any misery or grief that she had. Shh...It's going to be okay. Was it though? After all the pups where put to rest, would thing ever be the same? This was the male's frist litter of pups, these...bloody masses would have grown into his offspring, they would have been his kids, his frist real shot at being a father. He sighed softly, he was scared that he wouldn't be able to come out of this okay, let alone her, she always took thins harder, the male sighed again as his voice shudder he was a lost for any thing to say or do.We need to lay them to rest. Thanks you Hilli for the table[/html] - Deuce Rhiannon - 12-17-2007 [html]
- Lucifer - 12-19-2007 [html] Maybe he failed to tell her, maybe she just didn't care, the male snorted at her helpless try at digging a hole, maybe it would help her mental but if they where ever going to try again, the male was going to have to take care of her. Lucifer stood up, he was ready for death to come and take him away and leave Shadow in his place, he hadn't grown to want the pups, heck this was the first time she had told him about them, but Shadow...he was his boy, he helped raised him, he wanted the boy to look up at him, and just say "I love you Dad" no...some ass hole ripped that away from him. He wanted to take that being's life, but he knew that more blood split over blood would never end the cycle. Lucifer wanted to cry, his gut begged him, and prayed for him to fall down curl up into a ball and cry away the night, and cry away his life. Maybe things would be better, maybe he would make every one happier. With a sigh the male walked over to her, with a sigh picking her up, as he dropped the axe, he would deal with her wish later, he wanted her to sit down. He shook his head. His voice shook with sadness."Sit, rest, I'll do the work, I caused it." He pinned her to the ground looking her in the eyes, locking his now cold blue eyes. The male gave a firm look, he looked at her. "For the love of every thing, you move and I will hurt you."The male walked over to the ground where she had pointed it out, as he spreed it out, there was three pups, one that knew the joys of life and two that didn't. The male wasn't going to name the two, that was the mother's job, Lucifer swung the axe down with a grunt, taking all of his hate and sadness out upon the ground, there, and then he started to cry, tears came to his face. After he was sure the ground was broken up the male dropped the axe upon the ground and picked up the shovel and started digging, he was going to dig all three, and maybe his own, at this rate. Who ever that female and her horse was that pulled him from from the drink of death, he wanted her to come back and take him with his children, really was that to much to ask?"How deep would you like it Deuce?" Her wish was his command, he wanted her to be happy,...well as happy as she could be under every thing that happened. Lucifer grunted, as he looked to the white female, she was ill...an illness that he caused. Would this illness heal, or would it in the end kill the both of them. "Deuce....I'm sorry for being so mean, and hateful to you. I caused you to miscarry." He wasn't asking for her to forgive him, he wasn't offering up any thing that he knew that he couldn't do. After the children where resting. He would talk to the white female more, and try to work things out. - Deuce Rhiannon - 12-21-2007 [html]
- Lucifer - 12-22-2007 [html] He watched her, she moved slowly, she was hurt, he could read that all over her. Seeing her only son that nearly lived to see the age of one. The male couldn't help but to feel sorry for her. Lucifer stood back shuddering, he wasn't sure if it was the chilly weather or if it was his nerve, shot and gone. The male sighed as he looked to her holding her son with in her hands, in a way he wanted to snarl and push her to sit her back down. The male lowered his head, resting his body upon the shovel that he planted with in the ground, letting her take her own sweet time, he was going to take her back to his den, let her drink her sorrow away, and then let her start the moaning process come morning. He wasn't sure if she wanted him there, he wasn't the best at all of these emotional stuff, he was cold, he was drawn away from the world, only a few out there that he trusted. The black male looked back up, looking to her, holding the mangled body. Lucifer sighed. He walked over to the two bloody masses, these where his children..Shadow...he wanted if to be his...but when it came down to these...these masses where his. Talking over to Deuce and Shadow, as he looked at her."Should we rest the family together?" Lucifer rested so his thighs where touching her's. He was holding back the tears. He had to be strong, he was the rock of the family. - Deuce Rhiannon - 12-27-2007 ((Bit of PP)) She looked numbly at her mate throgh bloodshot eyes, Shadow cradled protectively to her chest. After a moment, she nodded. yes, she said numbly. they should be together. His thighs were touching hers, but this time there was no romantic kindling, no flame of desire. All she wanted was her son back. His body reeked of coyote, but she didn't know who, and she couldn't bring herself to care. She clutched the body tighter, not caring that blood was covering her pristine fur. She looked to him, he was so strong. In a way, she knew it as for her, was to keep her from falling apart, and she was glad. In another way, she wanted to see him cry so she knew he was hurting too. But she knew, at least, subconciously, that her mate was aching as she was. He reached out for the boy. After a moment, she relented the corpse. her mind, unable to cope with the brutal death of her child, the loss of her unborn pups, was shutting down. Her tears dried up slowly as numbness overtook her mind and soul. She lowered her head. She spoke slowly, numbly. Rhiannon, watch over our children, take them in your loving embrace. Please....do not hold my sins against them. Her voice cracked, died and she sat there, on her knees, looking at Lucifer blankly, numbly. |