01-07-2012, 06:46 AM
710
The dawn greeted her not as it usually did, with a black world where the sun had yet to rise but with like pooling in through the gaps in the thick hide she used to keep the nursery in darkness. The female opened her eyes a world of darkness spotted with light and her very young daughter laid beside her. The woman yawned widely and felt the ache in her body from her fight, she looked down upon her paws, both of which were missing a finger each, on her right hand it was the middle finger and on her left it was her pinky. She sighed and turned to her child. Jace didn't remember any of her other children being this small, she was almost the size of the ones that she had lost, so achingly tiny. Jace brought her four fingered hand to the child and stroked her sleek fur gently, Victory yawned and stretched, her small legs pawing at the air. It was such a cute sight.
The newest of her family squirmed and squeaked as she picked the girl up and held her against her chest for the warmth. Victory Wolfe was less than a week old and yet her life had already seen more action that some adults. The traitor was dead after several years and her family's restless spirits could finally move on to the Aurora, this made her incredibly happy. The war paint was slowly fading from her fur, the majority of it had washed off when she had bathed to rid herself of all the encrusted blood left behind from her fight. The woman was still heavily injured but nothing would keep her from holding her child, the missing fingers didn't deter her nor did the inch and a half of her tail that was gone, claw marks were trivial and could be ignored completely, her back was a mess of slashes and jagged lines now, almost completely obliterating the ones left there by Lucifer.
Jace gently soothed the wriggling infant and hummed softly in her throat as she left the nursery that all of her and Temo's children had been born in. The child couldn't hear her singing but could feel the hum of vibration in her chest and it calmed her. Down the hall she padded softly with a slow swaying gait, the woman's compromised tail swung behind her and she ignored the tendrils of pain that swamped her entire body. On top of actual damage that bled she had a lot of bruising as well underneath her pelt and skin. If one were to shave her pelt they would see her riddled black and blue. Her child, Victory was a light grey color, like that of clouds. Her eye color was unknown just yet. She came into her living room and was pleasantly surprised to find Honrin and her two younger sons occupying the space. Norea had shifted early and so towered over his still four legged bound twin, Kail. Both of them were a dark brown color, block color like Dalgina and Honrin with pale blue eyes, not a deep sapphire like her own.
Instead of forcing her presence onto the three she simply stood in the doorway and watched them interact, her children were the pride of her life and the single greatest achievement she had. Her high rank and skills, her heritage, all of it never came close to the wonders that were her children. They were talking in quiet tones amongst themselves and if she strained her ears to listen in she heard her own name pop up a few times as well as Victory's and smiled despite herself, she did love her boys so.
Kail was the first to notice Jace's appearance, the two optime form brothers were sat on the sofa with their backs to the door, Kail had been sat on the floor looking towards the door and so had spotted her first. His two brothers had to bend out of the way as he suddenly leapt cleanly between the two and over the back of the sofa to land before her. Now that the other two had been made to notice her as well they stood up, Honrin moving forwards towards her.
The dawn greeted her not as it usually did, with a black world where the sun had yet to rise but with like pooling in through the gaps in the thick hide she used to keep the nursery in darkness. The female opened her eyes a world of darkness spotted with light and her very young daughter laid beside her. The woman yawned widely and felt the ache in her body from her fight, she looked down upon her paws, both of which were missing a finger each, on her right hand it was the middle finger and on her left it was her pinky. She sighed and turned to her child. Jace didn't remember any of her other children being this small, she was almost the size of the ones that she had lost, so achingly tiny. Jace brought her four fingered hand to the child and stroked her sleek fur gently, Victory yawned and stretched, her small legs pawing at the air. It was such a cute sight.
The newest of her family squirmed and squeaked as she picked the girl up and held her against her chest for the warmth. Victory Wolfe was less than a week old and yet her life had already seen more action that some adults. The traitor was dead after several years and her family's restless spirits could finally move on to the Aurora, this made her incredibly happy. The war paint was slowly fading from her fur, the majority of it had washed off when she had bathed to rid herself of all the encrusted blood left behind from her fight. The woman was still heavily injured but nothing would keep her from holding her child, the missing fingers didn't deter her nor did the inch and a half of her tail that was gone, claw marks were trivial and could be ignored completely, her back was a mess of slashes and jagged lines now, almost completely obliterating the ones left there by Lucifer.
Jace gently soothed the wriggling infant and hummed softly in her throat as she left the nursery that all of her and Temo's children had been born in. The child couldn't hear her singing but could feel the hum of vibration in her chest and it calmed her. Down the hall she padded softly with a slow swaying gait, the woman's compromised tail swung behind her and she ignored the tendrils of pain that swamped her entire body. On top of actual damage that bled she had a lot of bruising as well underneath her pelt and skin. If one were to shave her pelt they would see her riddled black and blue. Her child, Victory was a light grey color, like that of clouds. Her eye color was unknown just yet. She came into her living room and was pleasantly surprised to find Honrin and her two younger sons occupying the space. Norea had shifted early and so towered over his still four legged bound twin, Kail. Both of them were a dark brown color, block color like Dalgina and Honrin with pale blue eyes, not a deep sapphire like her own.
Instead of forcing her presence onto the three she simply stood in the doorway and watched them interact, her children were the pride of her life and the single greatest achievement she had. Her high rank and skills, her heritage, all of it never came close to the wonders that were her children. They were talking in quiet tones amongst themselves and if she strained her ears to listen in she heard her own name pop up a few times as well as Victory's and smiled despite herself, she did love her boys so.
Kail was the first to notice Jace's appearance, the two optime form brothers were sat on the sofa with their backs to the door, Kail had been sat on the floor looking towards the door and so had spotted her first. His two brothers had to bend out of the way as he suddenly leapt cleanly between the two and over the back of the sofa to land before her. Now that the other two had been made to notice her as well they stood up, Honrin moving forwards towards her.