oh sweet child of mine

Valinta LeStrange · 09-09-2011, 11:45 PM

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Someone's gonna be very, VERY mothery. Poor Gunnar :C 'Tis in the homestead. Cave. Thing. YOU KNOW WHAT I BE SAYIN', LADY.

Mommy Valinta

Valinta hadn't really done much at all, but for some reason had lapsed into a very pregnant state of mind, feathering her nest. Or more truthfully, she was covering every cold surface with pilfered cloth and rugs and furs in her cave. The more cloth she threw onto the grey rock, the more safe she felt in this den of warmth and coziness.

She was obviously going nuts. She'd been celibate for... How long? Since before she adopted Gunnar, before she gave birth to Gloria. Since January, when she slept with J'adore, she supposed. That was a long while, wasn't it? It was... Valinta didn't actually know what day it was, or week, or month. All she knew was that she was older now, and that she wasn't nearly as old as other people around her.

Smoothing out a patterned fabric, she sat on a large pile of thick furs and pillows and cloth that she decided was her bed. She felt the scar on her chest and wondered about her son, and how he hadn't shifted yet at all. He was so old, the petit femme was beginning to believe that he couldn't shift at all. That wouldn't do. She couldn't bear to have her baby boy not be able to experience the wonder of having arms and fingers and doing.... stuff with those arms and fingers. They were amazing! Wonderful!

Gunnar Donte LeStrange · 09-10-2011, 11:10 AM

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Derp. Mom's gonn' freak. Big Grin

Mom was going nuts. Gunnar came home from watching the sunrise (a normal passtime for him these days) and in thinking his mother would still be asleep, he'd snuck in through the front door...

...in optime form.

Unfortunatly, she was awake. The boy glanced over as he crept into the main room and froze dead when he saw his mother through the bedroom doorway, up and dressed and already hard at work at another one of her safety binges. He sucked in a breath and took a step back, instantly focusing his mind on the change.

Maybe she hadn't seen him yet. Maybe he'd get away without being caught.

It wasn't like he didn't want her knowing about his shifting. He wanted her to know! She'd be so proud! But more, he wanted her to treat him like an adult for once. He was a Zepar! That meant he was in an adult rank! He could do anything the other older wolves could do.

But he knew his mother. The moment she saw fingers, she'd flip shit over how much he'd grown or something. She'd probably cry. He hated it when she did that. When he was a pup, it hadn't been so bad, but now that he was older...

Too bad shifting hurt. As it started, he groaned a bit and had to stop. It wasn't as bad as it had been the first time but he still didn't like the pinching feeling he got, especially in those new scars he had. A quick and quiet shift wasn't an option for him just yet.

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Valinta LeStrange · 09-10-2011, 04:52 PM

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:o how did gunnar know val would flip her shit?! IS HE PSYCHIC???

Valinta, as she lay on the 'bed' she made herself, thought idly about the life she had before Gunnar, and then decided that it wasn't really that interesting. Sure, she had more fun, but what was fun compared to the infinite love and trust that your child gave you? And besides, she had fun with Gunnar. He was her baby, and he was the most precious thing in her world. She didn't need fun.

A noise at the front of the cave gave her pause in her thoughts. No one really knew who lived in this cave, other than herself and Gunnar, obviously. A groan made her stand up and go towards the sound, and she saw him. Valinta's son. Her little boy had shifted into his Optime form, finally, and stood taller than she did.

Promptly bursting into tears, Valinta threw her arms around her baby boy and held him. "My baby's growing up so fast!" she whispered, to herself, to him, to anyone who would listen. "I'm so proud of you, vozlyublennyĭ, my sweetheart." Her native language was becoming one of his, as she often used Russian instead of English in times of great emotion... As she did then.

She pulled back from her son and looked at him appraisingly. He was taller than she, already, and had black hair that fell in loose waves to his shoulders. He was beautiful. "Moĭ prekrasnyĭ malʹchik , kak ya lyublyu tebya tak..." she whispered again. My beautiful baby boy, how I love you so. He was her beautiful boy, and always her baby.

Table by Blobbi. Credit.

Gunnar Donte LeStrange · 09-10-2011, 06:01 PM

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XD He just knows his mum is all. I did a bit of insight for filler. If you think anything's incorrect, lemme know.

Uh-oh. Here she comes... He visably flinched and the shifting came to a complete stop, the cracking sound in his back a sign that he'd been in the process of shifting before suddenly reversing the process all together. He made a small sound of protest as she hugged him, tears in her eyes and whispered mixes of Russian and English in motherly praise from her lips.

Gunnar felt instant guilt for hiding it from her... and then a flood of unneeded embarrasment from the display. He bit back a groan but couldn't help his sheepish grin, glad that he could make her proud.

Mom, come on now. He protested as she drew back from him, giving him some much-welcomed space. It's not really that big a deal... Oh yeah, he was a teenager alright. All luperci shift eventually, right? No need to get all teary eyed on me.

He felt unsettled when he looked at her properly, already towering over the older woman and not even done growing yet. It felt... off. She'd always been so tall to him. Now he could understand everyone's mentions of her height; she really was short! Still, short or tall, she was still the strongest wolf he knew. To see her crying at every little thing, though...

He was used to it by now, though. Whenever he tried something new or did something she found to be amazing or a sign of growing up, she always seemed to get teary eyed. It drove him nuts now! He couldn't stand to see it... it was one of the main reasons he'd hidden it from her.

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Valinta LeStrange · 09-13-2011, 09:17 PM

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OOCtasties: okay, now they need a thread with random loner who threatens them or something and val flips her shit and beats the holy hell out of him! so gunnar can remember his mom doesn't cry ALL the time. just most the time.

Valinta smiled softly at her little boy. Though the term was really untrue now, she would always consider him her little boy, forever and a day. "They do all shift. But not all of them are my son." the woman whispered, pulling him into another hug. He was stiffened against her, obviously unwilling in the hug, but the woman didn't care a whit. He was the boy she had mothered and loved with all her heart.

"Come now!" she said excitedly. She'd get her boy some pants! All the cool boys wore them, and besides, to her it was odd that her son didn't wear clothing. As it was, Valinta herself wore her ridiculous pink hat and sunglasses. Digging through random piles of things that grabbed her attention in town (including a large brick and several broken bags for reasons she couldn't remember), the woman found several pairs of pants that looked manly enough for her boy.

Running around the cave she called home, Valinta set the pants carefully on a stone ledge and then set up another thick pile of cloth, furs and blankets in an adjoining cavern next to hers. Since he had shifted, she felt he was old enough for his own room. Her little man was growing up so fast. Sniffling and hiding it with a sneeze, Valinta secretly wiped her eyes. Gunnar hated it when she cried about him, but she couldn't help it. He was growing up and it was just magic for her.

Picking up the pants, she draped them over her arm and smiled sunnily at her son. He was an adult now, but always her baby, her little one. Opening her arms wide, she motioned for him to come into their home, which she had... not so painstakingly decorated, but at least attempted to make nice and homey.

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Gunnar Donte LeStrange · 09-15-2011, 05:49 PM

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Derp. Another thread? Yesss. Big Grin

Mom... Gunnar groaned softly as she pulled him into another hug. He awkwardly gave her back a pat before she let go, leaving him to smooth the fur she'd ruffled slightly, not that it would ever go flat. She suddenly told him to come and ran off excitedly, into the other room that so far, he'd yet to find a use for. He followed slowly and watched her from the doorway, an amused and crooked grin slowly crawling onto his face.

He'd never seen her so uppity before. If he had, it'd been too long to remember. Mom, what are you doing...? He murmured as she darted past him, bundles of fur, cloth and blankets in her arms. He got no real answer. She went about this for a few minutes, decorating the room as if it were suddenly important, and then she stopped to grab the pants she'd found and bring them to him.

Oh. ...Thanks. He grinned wider, this time hiding the slight discomfort he felt; apparently, to Valinta, clothing wasn't an optional thing. He took them from her and wandered into the room, now realizing she had decorated it for him to use. It had a long way to go before he'd consider it finished, but for now, this would do.

He dressed quickly, used to doing so though he fumbled a few times on purpose so his mother wouldn't catch on. Once dressed (or well, half dressed), he turned and opened his arms to show off the 'outfit'. Look good to you? It was about time he got his own room, not to mention clothes! Valinta was so proud... his bad mood, whatever had been left of it, was gone.

The pants covered his legs but in his optime form, those scars on his chin and chest were more visable, some from his puphood, others from the fight with that bitch who'd never be named. They hugged his hips nicely, despite the low waistline due to his tail. He was already fit and toned, which worked for him under all that fur. A handsome devil.

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Valinta LeStrange · 09-17-2011, 05:22 PM

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fr srs. they just be hanging out togethar outside of AT and randomloner comes up and gives them some trouble on the two 'kids' (because val's so short lol get itXD) aaand you should totes start that one. *subtle* short :C sorry.

Valinta smiled as he grinned at her, at first confused and then understanding. "You're grown now. You're the man of the... of the cave." she was thrown for a loop for a second because technically, it wasn't a house, but she assumed he got the gist.

As she walked around the small room she had prepared for him in a bout sixty seconds flat, she stifled a wince most effectively. There was a reason that the floor, walls, and all ledges were padded with various bits of cloth and pillows and soft materials. She hated the sound of claws on hard surfaces, especially when they echoed.

Gunnar looked happy, and he looked extremely handsome in his new two-legged form. Unable to hide it anymore, Val ran at him and nearly tackled him with a hug, whispering more soft words in Russian and French and English and petted his hair. He was her beautiful baby, and always would be. Always.

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