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WC: 347 OOC: Niro is somewhere around the area, your choice, though he's not near the coastline or anything
Table by Marie
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The burning hadn't cooled down. Terra had come home after seeing Aylu, rested up from being with him. That had been quite the experience. One she wanted to repeat. And very soon. Other instincts awoke when she was in heat though, and it was her maternal instincts that came to the forefront at seeing a chubby pup chasing after a butterfly. She stopped a short distance off, content with simply watching and working on not rubbing herself against everything she came across.
Control was harder than she had thought. Terra had managed to avoid jumping Aylu for all of three seconds after seeing him. It didn't look like it would be getting any easier either. At least not many court members wandered on four legs, a good deterrent for Terra. Tail swishing she stood up, moving closer to the pup. Playing with him seemed like it would be fun, and a very good distraction for her. She yipped happily, startling the butterfly back towards the pup.
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WC: 237 OOC: defensive daddy is defensive.
Table by Marie
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Immediately Terra halted where she was, startled as a large grey wolf came barreling out of nowhere. She didn't know him, and his actions, while in her pack, did nothing more than make her angry. Her own hackles rose, hormones sending her into a short frenzy of anger. What did he think he was doing? The first thing to occur to her was to protect the pup from the male that she didn't know and tear his throat out. Her second thoughts were a lot more sensible. Realizing that he was related to the pup Terra halted in her steps, hackles lowered as she took on a submissive pose, apologizing to him.
I didn't see you there. Her one track mind scrambled at focusing again. With the pup out of sight the other instincts calmed down a little, leaving her to stare at the ground and try to figure out what she wanted to do. Normally it would have been a smooth transition, her mind allowing her to rapidly evaluate and appeal to the situation, making things smoother than it should have been, but thinking anything through had stopped happening for her when the chemicals kicked in, sending the sweet scent surrounding her body.
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WC: 241 OOC:
Terra’s answer was not something he expected as he had been very close to Heiro, he frowned and narrowed his eyes but then shook his head. He had to remember he was no longer a high rank in the pack and he had to work his way to get respect. He sighed and shrugged.
“All in all, it’s best to get permission a pups parent is usually right behind them.”
Niro said, the thought stabbed him a little because his own parents had been killed when he and Orin were only six months old. He looked down at his son who looked up, unsure of what to do now. He was still learning and Niro had to be a good example.
“I am Niro Takekuro, I use to reside here and me and my mate have just returned from a long journey. I am sorry if I’m being defensive but I’m still geting use to being in the pack again. Outside it was usually every wolf for himself.”
The man said bowing his head in a slight but not full apology. he had every right to protect his son from someone who potentially might have wanted to take him away.
“And this is Heiro, my son."
He bent down and ruffled the boys hair a little. before resuming his position, though less protective than he had been before. Table by Jenni/Kiri[/html]
Someone who returned to the pack. Her tail wagged softly at the thought, pleased that someone had come back. So many had come and gone. Every member had to be valued. She nodded her head in acceptance to his explanation, understanding what that was like. Terra had adjusted to pack life well enough, except for her insistence on not relying on anyone else. It gave her some trouble at times, not fully used to interacting with others, but the longer she spent in the pack and working with others the better it was.
It was a shame he had a mate. He looked very strong. Terra smiled down at the pup at the introduction. Heiro. Nice to meet you. She still wasn't too sure where to go from there, not comfortable with approaching the pup now, even if she did understand, and his declaration of having a mate meant that she couldn't touch him. Leaving her feeling agitated and wanting to leave the pack to go find someone to fulfill her want.
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OOC: It is clear both of us are having a hard time so we can wrap this up ^^
Sighing the man wasn’t feeling very comfortable in the presence of the woman any longer. Her scent lingered and though he was immune to it himself, it did make his nose itch a bit. The woman addressed the pup and not the man, though he could understand why it wasn’t very nice to meet him as he had nearly attacked the woman for coming to close to his pup when he was in pack territory. Looking down the boy was looking at his father wondering if it was ok to do stuff, Niro nodded.
“Nice t’meechu too.”
The boy said shyly. Then Niro spoke up himself.
“Again, I am sorry for my agressivness but I think me and him should be getting back to his mother, she’s probably getting worried about us.”
At the sound of ‘mother’ the puppy yipped happily and wagged his tail harder. Niro knew the boy loved his mother a bit more than he did Niro but he was just grateful the boy liked going out with him and doing things with the man. Table by Jenni/Kiri[/html]
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