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Larkspur D'Angelo · 01-10-2011, 11:57 AM

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Eris slept often, as did their smallest daughter. Larkspur did not find this odd, being ill-versed in medical knowledge, and stocked it up to the energy spent caring for three children. Two of these were currently stumbling around his feet. Salvia and her brother, much larger than either of his sisters, had been particularly noisy and he had taken them into the caves so they might learn the routes. They were still very young, just pushing three weeks, and yet unable to go very far. Regardless, Larkspur believed it best to see that they were taken out to give their mother some rest.

Still fat and uncoordinated, the two children nipped at one another and occasionally fell flat on the stone ground. Larkspur watched them quietly, having brought them to the central area of the cave system. At least there they would not freeze, for a fire was lit and the wind could not breach stone walls. A particularly sharp squeal escaped Salvia as Pandemic knocked her down onto a rock, and Larkspur growled sharply. Recognizing the sound as an unkind one, the boy backed away from his sister—who almost immediately turned and tackled him. Larkspur sighed and continued to watch the pair.

Pontiac · 01-11-2011, 12:58 AM

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The pack was doing so well, member where coming from all around to join there cult, but it wasn’t filling up with member that didn’t understand that coming here to these land was joining a family and it shouldn’t be taken lightly. This filled the wolf with great pride, being able to say that she was a part of something this great. Yes, this was her family and this was their lands and nothing and no one could take that away from them, they would fight till the end of it all.

”How old?” She found a place and stood there, she knew better form when Naniko pups first was born not to get to close, Pontiac still was able to recall that wild look in her sister’s eye when Anya picked up one of the pups and messed around with one of the pups without asking, it spooked Pontiac thinking that her sister would have harmed someone for such a crime, however that was the old Naniko, this one her new reformed sister. Pontiac could see it happening, and wouldn’t expect anything less from her now. Blue eyes watched at the two pups rough house with each other, working on the fighting skills that would bring these lands the protection that it might need in the future. ”Pontiac, Pontiac D.An…” She was still fighting with coming out with her last name.

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Larkspur D'Angelo · 01-15-2011, 11:26 PM

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While Larkspur himself belonged not only to Anathema but to the D’Angelo family as well, there was no pride in him regarding what this place was becoming. He did not need them—his children did, and Eris did, but beyond that his goal was singular and narrow. Spread the word as he had been taught, and raise the children that were now playing in the large area before him.

The children were involved in their play so they did not notice the woman nearby. Larkspur looked up to her, eyeing her with the caution of a new father, but also the suspicion he had carried with him since birth. This woman was hardly a threat, especially given her hesitation with her last name. Perhaps she was not proud of such a thing. “A month,” he answered. “Larkspur. Y’must be from Naniko’s side of the family, ah?” The resemblance was certainly there.

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