Not what we searched for

Valinta LeStrange · 02-19-2011, 07:48 PM

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Valinta and J'adore had decided to go out and look for some animals that had escaped, or just to see if some did or not. She still hurt from the loss of her child, but the ebony colored woman knew when to put her own feelings aside for the good of the pack. She couldn't help but wonder, though, why she had been given something and had it so quickly taken away.

Valinta quickly wiped her eyes before J'adore could see the tears glittering in them, or before those same tears would turn treacherous and freeze in her fur. She knew from expirience that frozen fur was not fun, at all. Wrapping her fingers in Dalmatian's mane, Valinta smiled as the stallion knickered. He didn't want to go out in the cold, but he had too. The snow was simply too high for Valinta to walk through. Or she was just too short.

But since she managed to only reach the extremely tall height of four feet five inches, Valinta couldn't walk through snow that was at the four foot point. The woman didn't even like snow in the first place, and since she was riding Dalmatian, only had to tolerate it hitting her ankles.

So this is what tall people feel like! Valinta thought cheerfully to herself. Snow only reaching their ankles or knees instead of knees or waist. It must be paradise for them! Valinta sighed as she idly stroked Dali's neck. He shook his head as he knickered again, and made a point to be sassy.

"You silly little boy." Valinta whispered by his ear. She giggled and petted his neck again before lightly slapping him on the rump for some more speed. Valinta wanted to ignore the sadness she still had for her dead child, and just enjoy her day with J'adore.

Valinta does. "Valinta speaks." Valinta thinks.

J'adore Austral · 02-19-2011, 08:12 PM

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The Spaniard had lagging badly. Valinta had argued that due to her size she should be given a head start. Therefore he had taken his time with 'Quera's grooming. 'Quera was a demon at gallop and it took them little time to reach the pair. J'adore pulled hard on his reins, causing the cremello beast to read dramatically. It was all for Valinta's cause, he would never really hurt any of his steeds intnetionallly. The spectacle he had just performed was one of 'Quera's finest.

'Any luck?' he asked, as the two stallions halted side by side. He leant over and kissed her cheek. He surveyed the horizon and sighed, You head towards the beach, I'lll go inland' and with that he gave his steed a swift kick and was gone.

He didn't find anything inland. Not a single one, actually not even a feral creature made it's presence known. He turned his horse around and made his way back to Valinta, slowly this time, at a walk. She was an adult and was well able to take care of herself.

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Valinta LeStrange · 02-19-2011, 09:42 PM

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Valinta nodded as Dalmatian slowed to a halt. J'adore kissed her on the cheek, and smiling, Valinta waved as she turned Dali towards the beach. "See you later, J'adore!" Valinta called over her shoulder. Dalmatian shook his head dramatically and neighed, being his typical flamboyant self.

"You're so silly..." Valinta whispered to him as she watched the horizon. It never came closer, it was always so far away from her. She had wondered if she could ever reach it, as a child. Now; halfway around the world, Valinta supposed that it would always be just out of reach.

A sound. Valinta heard something. Her ear twitching, she carefully dismounted Dalmatian, whispering "Stay." in his ear. Valinta crept towards the sound, and knelt. She crawled the last few feet in shallow snow, and felt one of her hands not hit the ground anymore. Quickly pulling back, the female look down over the edge, and saw two lumps of fur.

"Hello?" she called down. The two bundles moved, and an arm was discerned. It appeared to be a woman and something else. The arm fell limply, revealing a small pup with scraggly black fur, half coated in snow. The face on the child told Valinta things that something that small shouldn't. The arm, or the woman it was attacked to, did not move after the child beneath it did.

The woman, from what Valinta could see of her, looked very much like the baby. She swallowed sadly, reaching the conclusion that that was the child's mother, and she had died recently. The poor baby. He had to have been freezing. On the beach during a snow storm.

Valinta slowly began to climb down, and soon reached the ground. Grunting, she hefted up the frozen body of the pup's mother, and carefully carried it a few feet towards the turbulant waters, that remained unfrozen. The woman who, it seemed, had died protecting her baby, would get an honerable burial at sea.

Muttering a quick prayer in Russian, Valinta waded into the frigid waters and carefully laid the woman's body into them. Her fur was soaked quickly, as the body bobbed underneath the surface and then floated away with the current. Going back to the shore, Valinta's teeth chattered as she stepped out of the water, and scooped up the pup.

Holding him to her chest, one of the only really dry parts of her, Valinta nuzzled the chilled child with her nose. "What's your name, little one?" Valinta asked him while she shivered. "It's Gunnar," the boy replied softly. "Gunnar Donte." He nuzzled Valinta's thick chest fur, and shivered slowly.

Valinta had been right. The poor boy was nearly frozen.

Holding him tightly against her with one arm, Valinta started to slowly climb the rocks she climbed down to get to Gunnar. Suddenly her foot slipped, and pain radiated from her thigh. Valinta cried. Gunnar squeaked in fear and cuddled up against her. "It's okay, Gunnar." the woman said through clenched fangs, her face in a fearsome scowl of pain.

"After this, you'll be my son, Gunnar. Is that okay?" Valinta asked of the boy. He nodded solemnly, and nuzzled her neck. "Yes Momma." he whispered. Valinta smiled, enjoying the feeling of his breath against her neck. He more than filled the void that Gloria's death left.

"After this, we'll meet your daddy, Gunnar. I think you'll like J'adore. He's big and strong, and he's the nicest man you'll ever meet." Valinta whispered to her new son. She rested her chin on his head briefly, before looking up and calling out, trying to keep a desperate note out of her voice for Gunnar's sake.

"J'adore!" she yelled, almost frantically. "J'adore!"

Valinta does. "Valinta speaks." Valinta thinks.

J'adore Austral · 02-19-2011, 10:09 PM

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Hearing the female's desperate cries, he kicked the horse into gallop. As the approched the beach, 'Quera skidded on the sand, J'adore jumped off and shifted while rushing towards his woman. It was an unethical painfull way to shift, but loosing Valinta after loosing Gloria would be worse.

He croached on the rocks, the jagged edge stabbing his chest as he did, but he managed to pull her up easily enough.

Not noticing the pup in her arms, he pulled he in closer. Wrapping hi dry body around her half soaked one.

The pup made softy sqeaking sort of sound, cause J'adore to loosen his grip and stared at the frozen ball of black fur, which Valinta held close to her chest. His ears dangled infront of his eyes, which was a deep blue-black. 'That was a quick 60 days...' he commented, his hand hovering over the boy pup. 'I don't even remember...' he said whispering the last part into the black females ear with a devilish smile.

He had shifted before pulling the pair up, so reaching for the bag that was still around his shoulder and waist, he pulled out the blanket he kept in there. He wrapped it around Valinta, between himself and her back, before making sure the pup was well covered.

It was funny this pup was a stranger... yet he felt the same compassion he felt when he looked at Gloria. Valinta would no doubt adopt him into their tiny family. He had no complaints about it, but it only bothered him that his future mate may still not be able to cope after the storm.

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