[m] This hurricane's chasing us all under ground

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 07-26-2012, 08:33 PM

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Setting	Location	Form	NPCs
Location: Ethereal Eclipse Date: ~19 July (Backdated) Weather: Sunny, hot Time: Late Morning

Mars Bartholomew Russo

OOC: The 19th of July is fine with me, also, I'm completely sorry for the wait on this. I suck so bad. Also, just some pp to get them out and going. You don't mind, right? Also feel free to control Amon at any time, especially with him driving the prey back to them (or not, because he shouldn't be present when Hurricane comes out). +8(849)

He'd awoken long before his children, and his mate. Ah, how good it felt for him to actually say that yes, he did have a mate now. She was his, and he was hers. It made him proud to say that there was someone out there that loved him enough to become his mate. This naturally made Bartholomew jealous, as well as Hurricane. Neither of them had expressed their hatred of this fact of the mateship of one of the personalities with a normal woman. Bart was jealous because he was going to make Krystalle his girl a long time ago, but Mars always got in the way when he tried to ask her. It was unfair to Bartholomew, and sooner or later, Bart would say something about it. Right now, though, Mars was solely focused on getting the breakfast he hunted for his family back to the family. He'd left his mate and children unattended for some time, for he had been out with his eldest son, Amon. Paz, his eldest daughter was just next door to the mother and the new progeny of the Russo clan, so if Orin needed help, Paz would have been there for her.

He'd try to take down a boar this morning, with the help of Amon and his growing skill with the blades that he had taken up in his free time. Mars was astonished about how good the male was getting, but then again, Amon was an intelligent being, so it shouldn't be much of a surprise. Maybe it was just because Mars never had any real interest in fighting styles or even hunting styles enough to actually know a bunch of different tactics. Amon was getting to where he was knowing a lot more than maybe he should know. They had gotten a good hit on the boar, but it ended up getting away and sooner or later the two lost sight of the boar, and then they decided to head home. They were quick to make it back to Lunenburg and once they had gotten there, Mars was quick to dismount Vox and walk into his house. Amon stayed outside, mounted on Senorita and he waited for his father.

As he walked into the kitchen, his mate started to call for him. He quickly strolled into the living room and was about to go down the hallway to go to the room where they were but she came out with a bundle of puppies in a sheet. He smiled at her and chuckled before she started to speak of how they should go out for a picnic. “Mind if Amon comes too? He's been with me all morning, and he'd like a second shot at the boar we were tracking earlier.” spoke the Russo male as he looked at his lovely mate and then he looked to his growing pups that were in the sheet. “And they might have bees in their pants because you put a hive in the sheets” joked the Russo man as he came closer to the woman and he licked the top of her maw affectionately and he grabbed her free hand and lead her outside.

Orin let the pups from their prison, and Mars grabbed his guitar, and a few other trinkets that they might need (unknowingly, he grabbed and hid the nailed bat in a cloth) and then he went to Vox and started to load the things on his back. Amon watched his father come out and the puppies barreling after him and Orin. Hello, Orin. Vlad, Misha, Svet. greeted the eldest of the Russo children. He did not dismount his steed though, for he did not feel the need to. Soon, they would depart from the safety of Lunenburg, Amon ending up running instead of riding, while Mars and Orin took the two Russo owned horses. The puppies ran with Amon, and the two adults kept an eye on the three puppies and the young adult, making sure none of them ran off. None of them did.

“Amon, we'll watch the pups, get on that trail for the boar. I can smell his blood. He's gotta be somewhere around here.” ordered the elder Russo as he pulled Vox to a halt and then he looked back at the mismatch eyed male. "Yes, Father." spoke the tailless male as he bolted off towards the smell of boar's blood. Mars watched as the male left, his ears pulling back on his head as he looked at the stub that once was a beautiful tail that curled and everything. It was Hurricane's fault that he was hurt. Hopefully Hurricane wouldn't do the same to these pups. “Amon is going to drive it back towards us unless it's already dead, but the wound on it wasn't that deep, so I'm sure it's still alive and kicking. Just prepare yourself for a charger.” spoke the male as he looked back at his mate and he finally dismounted his steed.

“Mars speaks.” “Bart bitches.” “Hurricane snarls.”

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