To the Other Side of the Wind

[Ralla]

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Using my new table~~~ <3 (Backdated to June 7th) (Nootau: Visible)

The pups had gotten more and more restless since their first outing, and although Ralla now had her hands more full than ever--what with Kemo still gone and her patience thinning (mostly from worry)--just trying to keep their adventurous spirits contained. Even complacent Alaster was getting antsy, begging with his siblings to go outside past the bounds of the tree hut. With reluctance Ralla had agreed, but only on the conditions that they all stay within her reach. She knew it was being overprotective, but they were so small--not even two months--and could easily get into all sorts of trouble. Especially Ahiga; he was the most prone to do so. With Ayasha going about doing her duties, Ralla had to take a little extra time to ferry each pup down the ladder, since they couldn't climb it in lupus form anyway, as Nootau watched the ones that were already on the ground and made sure that they didn't run off. The barn owl spirit guide was quiet that day, and Ralla knew that he was suppressing his words only because she was willing him so; she didn't want to hear them just yet, and it was through that sheer will that he did not speak of what she did not want to hear--he knew she would ask eventually, and perhaps he was letting her bide her happiness for awhile longer.

All three fluff-balls on the ground, the family began a slow walk to the Great Fire as the pups still tumbled over themselves about the ground, Nootau gliding every so often to keep pace. Little Aleu kept yelling after her brothers to wait up or not to get her dirty, but Ahiga only continued his assaults on Alaster, who--although he protested--reciprocated with the same amount of rambunctiousness. Honestly, had it been snowy, the twins would've probably disappeared into the ground, and then where would their mother be? Worried more than a mother hen on drugs, that's what. Of course, Aleu was the easiest to see, since she was mottled brown and slightly grey like her grandfather. Ralla knew how she must feel; the entire family was white, Ayasha--the adopted daughter--included. But oh, how adorable she was.

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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