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Saul Stormbringer · 09-02-2012, 07:30 AM

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Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

September had dawned on Saul rather suddenly and with it came the realisation that Colibri and Lilin would soon be giving birth. In a handful of weeks, there would be two litters of puppies roaming around Vinátta, getting into all sorts of trouble. Along with the utter joy and pride Saul felt for not only his own progeny, but for Coli to have made it this far in her pregnancy without a serious breakdown, there was a certain fear in him. He and Lilin had had many conversations after their first realisation about their pups and their relation to one another. He couldn't deny that there was a fear in him that there would be something wrong with them. While their relation to one another was distant, they still shared Crow as a common ancestor and both bore the Stormbringer name, even if Lilin only born half of it. He couldn't help the happiness he felt however when he thought of his children, so close to being born it couldn't be ignored any more.

With the village hall complete, Saul had begun thinking about the building work that needed to be done for the next instalment of their village. It had been decided a while ago that a library would be the next thing to be built. It would take a few months to gather the respective materials however and Saul didn't know if he had the energy at the moment to concentrate on anything other than his mate, unborn children, rebellious child and the day to day runnings of his pack. Temeraire had told him of the times his temper had gotten the best of him and Saul knew that there was far more of his mother in him than he'd first thought. Of course, reassuring his son that he was just confident and wouldn't be walked over was hard when he'd heard how his son had actually wanted to fight with 'Cody' whom he'd met out in Amherst. Fighting was never desirable and Saul had tried to school his son into keeping the peace.

Thoughts were beginning to get ahold of him, as they almost always did when he was on his own and doing nothing of importance. A broken hinge that had been on one of the barn doors for a while now was easily fixed, the monotonous task leaving his mind to wander. It wasn't until the feminine howl echoed through Vinátta that the Virding jolted from his internalisation and stood up. Quickly tucking away the tools he'd been using, Saul shifted down into his lupus form and set off at a brisk run towards the borders. There was something familiar about the voice that he couldn't quite place and his eagerness to greet whomever had called meant he arrived in a mere ten minutes.

The sight that greeted him, however, caused him to stutter to a stop, green eyes fixed on the physically familiar body of his sister. The beautifully crafted staff she walked with confused him, as did her general appearance. He felt himself soften slightly when he spotted the now-old cat charm he'd given her almost two years ago, he was pleased she still had it. Concentrating hard, he forced the heat down his body, shaking his bones out and into an upright position. Hello Shiloh. He greeted simply, the warmth in his voice practically oozing into existence. Walking forward, he dared to open his arms, an offering of an embrace.

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