Away she'd fly
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Sophie Hughes
For Leon! <3
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Sophie wanted to speak up. There was almost a physical need building in her chest to say something, somewhat inspired by the whimpers coming from Boothe, whom she could occasionally see out of the corner of her eye as they swung back and forth in the hands of their father, hanging by the scruffs of their necks as they had for most of their lives--or at least as long as it took to make this journey. She really couldn't take much more of this, the pain from being held this way making her eyes water. But if she spoke up, it would only get worse; she knew that much. So Sophie simply wrapped her legs tighter around Bug, clamping one of his arms between her teeth, and tried to keep quiet. She didn't want to anger Daire any more than he already was, and she hoped that maybe, if she and Boothe kept quiet and were well-behaved enough, maybe Daddy would put them down soon.

And then, maybe, if she was really lucky, he would just leave them wherever he set them down and never, ever come back. But Sophie knew better than to get her hopes up.

They soon came across an area that smelled awfully strange--familiar, but not; a scent that she sometimes remembered from that time, long ago, with the nice woman who'd given her Bug and the cozy little den they'd been forced to leave far too soon. It had been small and hard to notice, then; it practically covered this area. She wondered why that was, but didn't have much time to find out, as at that moment Daire dropped them to the ground and she was more concerned with landing in a way that would cause less harm to her body. As soon as she was certain she was unharmed--aside from that slight twinge in her legs, and the limp that followed--she scurried over to huddle next to Boothe, both puppies staring wide-eyed up at their terrorist as he began muttering angry, sometimes obscene words.

When he pointed a large finger at them and said, "Stay!" in his sharpest voice, coupled with a frightening glare, neither puppy dared do anything but what he said.


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Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly

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The two Hughes boys awoke completely startled within their spacious den and immediately tensed. Leon sat up and Trigger stood and the boys looked toward the entrance with worried, wide eyes. All Daire had to do was breathe and they'd know he was around, but the sharp voice, his angry, demanding one, had easily woken the two from their deep, restful slumber. Already their breathing was hitching in their chests; they continued to sit there until the scents wafted their way into the den. Daire was here. And... so were two others. Puppies. Both of them looked at each other, still wide-eyed, before quickly exiting the den and coming out of the brush in time for Daire to stop right in front of them, causing both young men to jump like they'd just been shocked with electricity or struck.


"Y'little bastards," Daire cursed at them, quickly reaching out and grabbing the collar of Leon's shirt and yanking him toward him. Neither knew why the man was here, or why he was so angry-- he had brought... two younger puppies, obviously from their family, but why? "Th'fuck d'y'want, old man?" Leon said, allowing himself to be yanked around for the moment, unwilling to get into a fistfight in front of the little babies. Trigger ran over to them and laid down in front of them. "Hey, you're safe. We won't let him hurt you anymore," the young tawny male said as he nuzzled both their necks where their scruffs were ruffled and obviously sore and overstretched by being carried roughly by their father. Trigger purposefully placed him in front of the babies so they couldn't see whatever happened.


Which was really a good thing, because Daire, without warning, reared a balled fist back and punched Leon square in the jaw, sending him falling to the ground. The two snarled and Leon was on his feet in a flash and smacked his father with an open hand to rake his claws across his cheek, where he hoped to leave a nice scar to remind him of his loss in this fight; he was confident he'd win. He always bested his father when he fought back, despite the male being a few inches taller than him. Daire lunged for Leon again, "These brats are yer problem now!" he bellowed, as if it were Leon and Trig's problem he couldn't keep his pants on and stop getting his mate pregnant with kids he didn't want and would abuse. Of course, Leon wasn't too happy with more kids being dumped on him when he was struggling to care for Trigger, but he'd save his siblings even if it meant he struggled more.

Leon speaks Trigger Speaks Daire Speaks

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Sophie Hughes
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Sophie whimpered as Daire's attention turned to other things, and though she was curious as to what had caught his eye, she didn't dare take her eyes off him; she wanted to know when to dodge. Boothe was not so frightened, trusting his sister to warn him when their father's attention imminently turned back to them. The young boy's eyes traveled over Sophie's shoulder and met with the two strange males, causing the timid male to whimper slightly and tuck closer to his sister. Sophie tucked Bug under his chin, and together they cuddled the doll and each other, frightened and confused by all the strange happenings around them.

Sophie's vision of Daire's man-handling Leon was quite suddenly blocked by a tawny male, and she made a small "eep"ing noise in the back of her throat, ducking her head under Bug's body and shaking uncontrollably. Boothe whimpered beside her, and then barked at Trigger, his ears pressing against his head and his eyes narrowing as he shifted a bit to be in front of the younger Sophie. Neither one of them seemed to have heard Trigger's soothing words; "older" and "male" automatically meant "danger" to them, and had for as long as they could remember. Not that Trigger looked much older...not as old as Leon, or Daire. But Boothe was still wary, and he nudged and bullied his sister into moving away from the hazel-eyed male warily, standing protectively in front of her and her doll.

Sophie weaseled her head under his belly to stare at the three males--the older couple having been visible over Trigger's head, if she tilted her head just slightly up--and then pressed her ears against her head, chomping nervously on Bug's leg. Her eyes flickered from the fight going on a little bit away to the male who was watching them and back, but there was no light of understanding in her eyes. As far as she was concerned, there had been no shining light of salvation; things had just gotten more dangerous.


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Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly

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Trigger watched the fight pan out beyond them, edging closer to the two pups as they tried to scoot away from him. He looked at little Boothe when he growled, but said nothing. He did try to make his expression as obviously friendly and concerned as he could-- a far cry from the snarls on Leon and Daire's faces. "It's okay, little ones, I'll keep you safe. You're safe." He spoke quietly and gave a nervous smile, and leaned his brown nose closer to them both to swipe his pink tongue across both's foreheads before turning to watch and make sure the fight didn't spill over toward them. Leon was trying his best to make sure that didn't happen as well. Daire roared, his rage blinding him. The pain from the gashes in his face only infuriated him more, and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife that he easily flipped open with one hand. He plunged it into Leon's side, and then swiped it across the left side of his face, leaving a fresh, bleeding cut from the cheek to across the top of his muzzle.


The shock of being stabbed and cut sent the boy back and he defensively lifted an arm to block another slice from the enraged dark gray male. Leon was even more pissed now, having had a knife pulled on him, and snatched the dagger from his own belt and thrust it at Daire, jamming the the swirl-edged silver blade into his father's chest just below the right side of his collarbone. He put all his weight into it and while Daire was falling back, slashed his jaw and his neck in one fluid movement. Trigger whimpered loudly as more blood splattered to the ground, but he was concerned with the deep wound on Leon's face, and his increasingly more blood-soaked shirt.


Leon smacked the knife out of Daire's hand, sending it toward Trigger, who jumped up and snatched it from the ground in his mouth before returning to protect his baby siblings. Their father's rage only grew along with the furthering pain from his current wounds and the two more gashes given to him as he trying to regain his balance caused him to become sloppy; he lunged forward and tried to tackle the silver-haired boy, but Leon easily dodged and pounced onto Daire's back when he hit the ground. He put the dagger to his throat and cut into it just enough to make his point clear; he would kill him if he continued this fight. Leon had almost killed him last time they were together. Daire gagged at the metal blade cutting deeper into his neck and let out a disgruntled, angry growl of defeat.


"I will kill you if you ever come near me and my siblings again," he snarled into the older male's ear. For good measure, he suddenly snapped his jaws onto the soft flesh and tore a hunk of it off; Daire screamed in pain and was violently jerked to his feet and thrust forward from a kick to the back from Leon. He didn't even turn to scowl at his children; he simply fled, then, like the coward he was. Leon wiped his dagger clean and immediately turned to go over toward Trigger. He realized his bloody face might scare the children, but he was concerned. They were probably hurt from the trip; in fact, he knew they were. Daire couldn't go one day without hitting someone.


He reached his hands out and gently placed them to the pup's faces, a concerned but friendly smile etching his pained features. "Yer safe now. We'll take good care of you, okay?" He also know the poor babies wouldn't trust he and Trigger for a while-- most definitely longer for Leon, since he looked a lot like Daire-- but they would learn they their older siblings would gladly and easily give up their lives to save them. "I'm Leon, and this is Trigger," Leon ruffled Trig's head friendlily, continuing to smile at Sophie and Boothe. "What are yer names?" He spoke slowly and clearly so they could understand him, but his voice was gruff from the fight and pain.


Leon speaks Trigger Speaks

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Sophie Hughes
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The tawny male followed the two of them, making Boothe growl again, but Sophie nudged her brother's ribs and nipped him lightly as Trigger spoke, her wide eyes following him curiously. Daire and his look-alike were getting more and more violent behind the larger male, but Sophie's eyes were more focused on the one who kept saying that word, 'safe', and confusing her. She rubbed her nose on her leg thoughtfully, still half-hidden beneath her brother, while Boothe kept his ears pressed against his head and his lips pulled back, being as threatening as a puppy could possibly be.

The two young ones' eyes were drawn to the object flying through the air a moment later as Trigger leaped up and snatched it, their ears flattening and the two huddling together for entirely different reasons as they saw the dreaded weapon. Daire had threatened them with it on occasion, on the journey; they'd learned to fear the knife, and seeing it now made Sophie whimper and Boothe growl like a little motor. They hardly saw Leon threatening Daire, Sophie only tearing her gaze away when the oldest male was finally gone.

Leon approached, and she hunched down and whimpered at his bloody, frightening face, retreating until only the tip of her nose was visible from beneath her brother's body. Boothe himself hovered uncertainly, and then scrambled until he no longer stood protectively in front of his baby sister, but huddled beside her, forcing her to become visible for a moment before they both burrowed under the ever-creepy Bug, the doll being so large compared to their small bodies that it was very easy for only their backsides to be visible after a short time. The twins whined to each other, then Sophie burrowed far enough so that her head peeked out on the other side of her doll, her eyes blinking up at Leon just as he ruffled Trigger's fur and introduced himself.

Her ears flickered uncertainly against her head, though it wasn't visible beneath Bug's body; but as Leon asked for their names, she weaseled a bit more of her head out from under the doll, and pressed them flat against her head, eyeing them warily. Sophie is Sophie. She whimpered finally, very quietly in case they hadn't been addressing her. An'...Boofe is Boofe.

Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly

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Poor babies. They were already terrified of others--mostly males, he assumed confidently-- and his friendly smile faded for just a second as the two scrambled oddly under that creepy potato-sack sanddoll. He tilted his head to the side as Sophie poked her head out from under it and introduced herself and her brother. "Boothe?" he asked quietly before nodding his head at the two. Normally he would've been hurt by Boothe's growling, but he understood their caution and fear, so he didn't let it get to him. He was upset by how both were so fearful and he could only hope that fear would fade in time, or he would be hurt. He was incredibly sensitive to and around puppies, and his heart ached for the young wolves. "It's nice to meet you both." He nodded and reached forward to gently lift Bug off of them and set it to the side, right next to Sophie, so he didn't take away their security blanket, but he wanted to see them both.


They looked remarkably like his uncle Damir. Trigger thought so too, and he'd only seen that man once. Leon had seen him several times throughout his ten months and had grown fond of the oddly marked male who was nothing like his brother. "Was that man your daddy?" he asked in a kid-friendly tone, using words they'd understand without any confusion. "And did your mommy look like Trigger?" Trig gave a little nod and a happy grin, hoping that it would help the two youngsters relax. Once either of the Hughes babies said yes to one or both of those questions they'd know that they were siblings. Right now both boys were assuming, as it was safe to, but they wanted to be sure. Daire could've stolen Damir's kids and, for whatever strange, insane reason, dumped them here on Leon out of spitefulness. If they were Daire and Halyn's, he could assume Daire brought them here because they looked so much like the man's older brother, and their father would've been angered by this and assumed his brother knocked up his wife, even though that would never happen. Ever. Or it could just be Daire didn't want any more kids after Leon and Trigger left.


Either way, despite the tragic circumstances, the two children were incredibly lucky to be brought to their older siblings. They'd have a much better, safer, happier life with these two than they ever could at home. Leon only hoped their short time with their father didn't permanently scar them like it had him; thankfully, due to Trigger's nature, he didn't let the man get him down and traumatize him as he did Leon. He still retained a natural puppy personality, unsullied by the amount of physical and mental abuse he had to weather before the boys left Arizona. Leon was too far gone. He had been by two months old.


Leon speaks Trigger Speaks

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Sophie Hughes
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Boothe grumbled as the male repeated his name, and then poked his head out beside Sophie's, pressing their cheeks together and giving the older two males the most distrustful look he'd ever delivered. With Daire gone, he felt slightly more daring, as it was clear to him these males didn't like him either; but he didn't want them to turn out like their Father and start yelling or hitting them. Especially Sophie; he was so frightened for his sister, who hardly ever spoke to him and only smiled at her creepy doll, that he'd do anything to protect her now that the oppressive bastard was finally gone.

Leon said words they'd never heard before, and Sophie cocked her head and looked at Boothe for help, who only stuck his tongue out at Leon rather rudely and then attempted to retreat back under Bug, grabbing Sophie's ear to drag her with him. That plan was rather ruined when the gray male lifted the doll away from them, setting it at Sophie's side and leaving them both staring rather wide-eyed at him. Boothe growled again, and bullied Sophie over toward it, but she yipped at him and nipped his nose, making him pout and huddle in on himself. Sophie looked up at the two strange males, blinking slowly at the questions they'd asked.

Faffer. Boothe barked, and then ducked and glared, as though he were going to be struck. Daire hadn't liked that they had yet to learn how to pronounce the "th" sound, making him sound stupid whenever they addressed him--"Faffer", "Fat'her", and the like. Sophie wrinkled her nose at them cutely as they asked a question that was rather harder to unravel, but they said a word that she did recognize--"mommy"-- and she brightened. Mumma! Mumma make Bug! and she turned and clamped her doll's arm between her teeth, dragging it over proudly.

Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly

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Boothe sure was an angry little bugger, wasn't he? It almost began to become comical to both their older siblings, but they both remained respectful, not wanting to hurt either's feelings. Boothe answered that Daire was their father, and then Sophie said that momma had made that creepy ass doll. Despite that not being the right answer, Leon knew that they all had the same two parents. He often saw his mother making dolls--normally crude and creepy-- so that made sense. He was surprised Daire hadn't destroyed this one as he did all the others his mother had made. Leon daringly reached out and took the doll in one hand while slipped his other under Sophie, lifting her carefully and bringing the girl safely to his chest. Trigger moved over to Boothe and gently licked his cheek and rested his head between his own large paws to look at him, trying to look as nonthreatening as possible.


"We're yer brothers. Family." Leon leaned down to press his pink nose to her forehead and his tongue lapped lightly across the same spot in a very caring, sweet manner. He set Bug in his lap and Trigger gently took Boothe's scruff in his mouth, handing him to Leon who slipped his hand under the boy and quickly had him to his chest too. "This family is safe. Nobody will hurt you anymore." He did the same thing he'd done to Sophie's forehead to Boothe's and he pulled the two babies up some so he could put his head between them both, pressing both to his cheeks in a protective manner. Trigger moved over to get in on the sweetness, showing he was just as loving, protective, caring and safe as Leon.


Leon speaks Trigger Speaks

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Sophie Hughes
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Sophie blinked as Leon explained they were her brothers, and said a strange word--'family.' She hadn't learned that one yet, and only stared curiously as she was scooped up, along with Bug, and cradled close to Leon's chest. Boothe was just as confused, having always related the word "brother" as himself, but now it also meant these two...he stared at them, and then mimicked Trigger's position, putting his head between his paws and staring at the large nose in front of him before carefully pressing them together, and licking his...brother's...snout.

Sophie watched the interaction, and then again as Boothe was lifted into Leon's arms, too, and they were cuddled close to their brothers' cheeks. Sophie gave him a shy lick, her ears flicking uncertainly, and then blinking as her lick was returned. Her fluffy tail wagged curiously and she turned to give Trigger a lick, too, barking happily. Boothe kicked and wiggled happily, and the two youngest siblings thoughtfully wondered if things were looking up, after all.



Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly

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Leon ignored the pain in his face and side and arm, and ignored the fact that his bloody cheek was getting baby Sophie bloody; she didn't seem to mind as she licked him and Trigger, and Boothe began to wiggle and squirm in his grip. The two seemed to relax much more and become more happy, which caused the other boys to relax as well. Trigger hid the concern for Leon until later and Leon hid the pain so he didn't worry or scare any of his three siblings. He was tough, anyways, but getting so severely cut was a new thing on him. Daire usually beat him with his fists, so he was used to that. This? This pain was sharper and stung as the cold air got into his still-bleeding wounds. He'd doctor that up later and go see if he could find Swentzle to help, since he was a healer and had herbs and knew what to do more than Leon and Trigger.


It was with that that the gray brute stood with his two youngest siblings, while Trigger took Bug, and the four--or five-- went back to the den to get settled in, where Trig tried to help Leon doctor his startling wounds. The family had grown by two and Leon was already feeling the pressure of having to take care of not only one pup, but two more even younger puppies. But he wouldn't have it any other way, and you wouldn't catch him dead bitching about having two more siblings around to love on.


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