the devil never sleeps alone.

Naniko D'Angelo · 01-05-2012, 10:01 PM

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WC:803Nope, Optime :3 She's always in this form unless otherwise stated; I should note that somewhere! Also, she maybe has just a TINY crush on him. >,> 'cause he's way too awesome to NOT feel SOMETHING for, whether it's inappropriate or not

Naniko had thought that taking care of the pups would grow easier with time as they became more independent, but as they got bigger they were only getting into even larger amounts of trouble. She had a lot of experience parenting and had thought that this particular method would work well. It had done the job as far as Scorpius had been concerned. The boy was a perfect little drone, following her every wish. He seemed to want to move up in the pack, but hadn’t shown that he had the incentive to reach for the things that he wanted. She expected her children to follow her lead and become great leaders in their tiers. But perhaps her expectations were too high with this litter. Judas in particular was unlike any pup she had ever encountered. His mind was twisted.

Without Ravesque there, things had been especially difficult. ”Yet” She growled, shaking her head. ”They’ll be the death of me. Maybe I ought to just let them go out on their own more often and learn those life lessons.” Naniko watched as he lit up, breathing in deeply through her nose to catch the familiar smell of the plant. She hadn’t had any in a while, but had been too preoccupied with the goings-on of the pack to notice it. Rarely did she have time to sit down and think about things or stop for a minute to try and enjoy life. She needed to relax...needed a break from everything for just a little while. ”I’d appreciate that.” The Angela said finally. It would be nice to have some time away from them that wouldn’t be spent worrying. She trusted Barrett to keep his eye on them and not let them get into too much trouble.

She had stared out at the ocean while they were speaking, but now turned her gaze back to the dark male. He was certainly a handsome one, a fact that she had been trying to ignore each time that they met up. She hadn't asked anything of him when the pups had been born and didn't expect it now, knowing that he lived in the city as a loner. He wouldn't want to come to Anathema and play family with her or have anything more than what they did have. That was what their meetings had told her. H'ed been polite, never angry or unhappy to see her when they caught up with one another...he was a good friend. But she couldn't help the way that she felt sometimes when she saw him. Sitting this close to him made her super-aware of everything that she did or say...how often she turned her head to look at him before looking away. She didn't want him to figure anything out; she really wanted to do was to stop feeling this way completely, and him finding out about the feelings wouldn't help things. It would just be awkward for both of them.

There were certain emotions that she just would not let herself feel, at times. They were often inappropriate or improperly timed. That was one fallback of allowing herself to have felt anything at all for the red-eyed male that had abandoned them all; she’d opened back up and had been able to be herself. Now she was more gruff than ever, often speaking with sarcasm or hiding the way that she truly felt about things. She normally tried to just let things go, to “go with the flow”, but sometimes she had a harder time with it. There wasn’t anyone that she could really talk to about things like this, no males around…she wanted to get a male’s perspective on it. She wanted to know whether another of the same gender thought that Ravesque would come back some day or if thoughts of this nature were simply a lost cause. She wasn’t stupid, and would not hang on forever with the hope that he would come back for his children and pack...but she couldn't help wondering about it as well. ”Barrett..can I ask you something?” He had to know that Ravesque had left, but she didn’t know if he would be able to guess what her query would be about.

Image courtesy of Mocodragon@Flickr; Table by the Mentors!

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