Oh dear child

Light Goldenfeather · 01-19-2012, 04:05 PM

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Word Count → 200+ :: Once she convinces him to take her we'll just fast travel and suddenly end up at which ever venue she wants.

Light’s head ached unlike anything he had ever felt and was glad to find himself on the floor of his small hut that he still shared with the family. Half upon the furs that lay out across the dirt; his face and upper body not part of that half. He groaned as he tried to get up his head still spinning and body aching. He wasn’t sure what he had done the night before the festival taking a toll on his body. He decided that day he would rest, let his body just recover. So he plopped himself back into the dirt and was ready to start drifting back to sleep. The hunter’s usually well groomed hair was strewn out into two very ratty braids that were lined with bent or broken feathers and hair spilling from their weaves. It was definitely not a morning to be seen. Then he realized that it wasn’t morning at all when he noticed the direction of the light that spilled in. He groaned again and rolled onto his back. He looked around and was glad no one seemed to be around and decided maybe he would sleep just a little longer. His eyes began to shut once more.

Sophie Hughes · 01-19-2012, 09:18 PM

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Word Count → 312 :: Sounds good! <3 Thanks for starting!

Sophie woke up early, as she had every morning since they'd come to live with Mister Light, and took off to make the most of her day. Boothe slept in somewhat later than she did, taking advantage of the fact that they didn't have to sneak around to adventure anymore, and so when she finally came back to poke her head into the little hut they were living in, he was off by himself. That meant she'd be on her own today, or at least on her own with one of the adults; but Trigger and Leon were gone, too, and the only one left was Light.

Sophie ducked back outside the hut and whined a little. She wasn't all too sure about Mister Light; he was really nice, to be certain, but they'd never really actually met, and that technically made him still a stranger. Still, Mordy and Miss Caprica had been strangers, too, and she'd learned a lot from them. Leon still didn't know about her meetings with them; but he would approve of Light, so she shouldn't be afraid of going in to bug him, right?

Her mind quite happily made up, Sophie spun around and bounded her way into the hut, her tiny paws scrabbling at the floor before she found one of Light's messy braids and began chewing on it. "Misser Ligh'! Misser Ligh'!" She growled around the end in her mouth, and tugged a couple times, before giving up on this method of gaining attention and letting it go. She padded instead to where she could see his face, and carefully placed her paws on his nose, attempting to shake him awake. "Misser Light!" She whined, pressing her ears back and pouting at him.

She didn't know what was up with him, but it was long past morning. Time to get up and entertain the puppy.

Light Goldenfeather · 01-20-2012, 10:46 PM

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Word Count → 386 :: <3 hung over Light

He groaned as a loud excessive noise started to pierce into his pounding brain as his arm fell over his eyes. Something, no someone was tugging at his hair the action one he had only felt once before. Stuck between unconsciousness and consciousness the male shifted slightly away from the pup. Not now Saxif. He groaned not realizing his words until little paws pressed at his face. His brown eyes popped open and there was one of his wards before him trying to wake him. She chuckled deeply. I’m up, I’m up my dear. He said as he rolled onto his back and pushed himself up to a sitting position. He had been weary in conversing or interacting with the children since they arrived in his home. Unsure of their troubles or pasts that may make his efforts to bond with them misconstrued. So he had decided to wait patiently until a day such as this. But why did she have to pick a day when his body and head ached from drunken woes? He did not know, maybe it was a punishment from the Great Spirit.

Hello Sophie. He said giving the pup a slight pat on the head before pulling himself on the large fur covered couch that was often the young one’s bed. Leon and Light had been sharing the floor atop many furs but Light had been weary of spending too much time with the father-like youth as well. He honestly didn’t want his intentions misunderstood even as his mind often betrayed him as he admired the youth’s impressive form from time to time. Therefore Light would be out for most of the day until it was time to sleep at night and often tried little to converse with the family feeling as though he were the intruder even when they had overtaken his home. He loved the company though; it reminded him of home sharing his den with generations of nieces, nephews, parents and grandparents. The Goldenfeather’s were a large clan. Maybe it was why he had been slowly building their hut telling them it would be a little while yet when really he could be done the home within days. He honestly would be sad to see them go.

Everyone gone? He said as he glanced around the empty home.

Sophie Hughes · 01-21-2012, 01:53 AM

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Word Count → 335 :: I love Light lol xD <3

Sophie whined in confusion as Mister Light called her Saxif, but once she'd moved around to his face and he saw her, he corrected himself. She still couldn't help but tilt her head curiously, wondering who Saxif was, and then back away as he straightened himself up, her tail wagging uncertainly. She hadn't had much interaction with Light, seeing as he was gone most of the time, and seemed to be avoiding them. Sophie didn't think much of it, though, as everyone here seemed very busy--such was the way of pack life, though, she supposed. She was just glad someone was home, as she'd grown bored with the pack lands and wanted to play with someone.

"Hi, Misser Light." Sophie yipped, and dropped into a play-bow, resting her head between her front paws and wagging her tail slowly as she stared up at him. He didn't look all that up to playing; in fact, he looked a little sick, like he'd eaten too much and gotten a tummy ache. Lifting her head worriedly, she tilted it and frowned at him, her brow furrowing. "Are you okay, Misser Light? You don't look good..." Her voice came out as a little whimper, and she scratched at her head nervously with a back paw, her carved bracelet clinking a bit against the floor as her whole body shook with the movement.

At his question, Sophie perked up slightly, her tail beating against the floor as she nodded. "Yup! Boothe went...somewhere. Leon and Trigger were gone a'fore I got up." She added, and looked around, shifting uncertainly. " 'S just us!" And then, after another brief pause, she continued hesitantly, "Um...and I went 'sploring this morning...there's nothing else to do..." She wasn't exactly sure why she was telling him this, but it felt like she should be making some sort of connection with the male they were living with now. She'd done a shoddy job of it so far; she hoped today would be different.

Light Goldenfeather · 01-25-2012, 04:29 AM

Light gave a single laugh as she asked if he was ok. I will be fine my dear. He said and quickly glanced to the door hoping someone would return. Then he felt a slight guilt. Wasn’t this what he had been hoping for, waiting for? For one of them to finally approach him to feel comfortable with him? He did very much enjoy the company of the young so filled with life often sparking the one pup within him. A pup that had been forced to grow nearly as quickly as they would need to, that Leon had seemed to. He smiled at Sophie. How about we find them? Where do you think they are? He stood his voice growing a little more excited and though his head pounded with a fierce vengeance it was bearable. Come Sophie lets track them. He opened the partially cracked door and awaited for the little lady to wander out. Any ideas… they could be by the river… maybe that stable? His mind thought hard as his feet hit the snow on the outside and he scratched the bottom of his chin. The usually vain male hadn’t even realized his hair was still a terrible mess with his giddiness starting to rise. They wouldn’t have gone to the festival would they? Light felt a slight jolt of realization of what he just mentioned to the pup. Kicking himself internally... He knew what may come next and his eyes carefully looked down at Sophie.

Sophie Hughes · 01-25-2012, 01:56 PM

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Word Count → 266 :: Out of Character text.

Sophie's tail began a slow wag as Light promised he was fine, and then began getting excited, making her eager, too. At the mention of tracking her brothers down, her curled tail beat against her thigh, and she chirped, "Yeah! Yeah!" Quite happily, bounding her way to the door and putting her nose to the ground. Not that she would be able to pick up any scents; she wasn't all that great at tracking, really, but she could smell Boothe and Leon now, at least, and there was Trig's scent, and Light's. He began suggesting places they might be, and she perked up again, her tail wagging and her tongue lolling out as she rolled her eyes to the sky and tried to think. Where would Leon go? The river seemed boring, and she'd just been to the stables; Boothe surely hadn't been there.

At Light's third suggestion, though, she whipped her head up toward him, her ears rising and then falling again uncertainly. "F...festival?" She wondered hesitantly, scraping a paw on the ground uncertainly. Was there a festival? What was a festival? And why hadn't they taken her along, if they did go? Was it the sort of thing girls could do as well as boys? She looked at Light and her uncertainty grew across her face, her insecurity showing clearly, before she dropped her gaze to her paws, laying her ears back and tracing her claws through the dirt hesitantly. "M...maybe they're there?" She wrinkled her nose, and then asked even more quietly, "Are girls allowed to go to festivals, Misser Light?"

Light Goldenfeather · 01-27-2012, 08:42 PM

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Yes this young girl would have him wrapped around her little toe in no time and he knew it. He smiled down at her as she seemed so worried that she wouldn’t be able to go to the festival. Oh dear child, of course girls can go. There will be boys and girls your age there, some younger some older. There are plenty of pretty women that I’m sure won’t even compare to your beauty when you grow up. He nudged her chin up as he knelt next to her. Worry not you will get to go when Leon gets back I am sure. But where was he? He looked around and wondered if they were just out exploring if that were the case it would be difficult to track them. At least the day would be filled with much searching.

That’s when he realized his hair was a mess. He undid his braid. The hunter ran his fingers through his hair sighing at the bent and broken feathers. He managed to pull one from the tangled hair that seemed intact and looked down at Sophie. He smiled and loosened the tie connected to the small feather and tied it to Sophie’s head just behind her ear. There, you are a true AniWayan now. He chuckled deeply. When his hair started to smooth its tips lying flat against the ground as he continued to kneel next to Sophie, he began to braid.

Other than the festival where do you think they are? His hands were swift in fixing the braid but slower than usual as his head still ached and his focus was divided. He hoped Sophie wouldn’t want to go to the festival for how could refuse those big beautiful innocent eyes. Light was such a push over when it came to adorable sweet pups.

Sophie Hughes · 01-28-2012, 12:47 AM

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Sophie allowed her chin to be tilted up so that she might meet Light's eyes, her own blue orbs blinking slowly as he reassured her that girls could go to the fair, and there'd be some already there. She batted her lashes at him a bit more, not quite sure whether she should believe him or not, but when he also promised she could go as soon as Leon came back, she perked up, her tail wagging slowly. "Okay," She agreed, and attempted a smile, though it came out somewhat watery and still wary, " 'F you say so, Mister Light." As the elder male began looking around, Sophie did, too, putting her nose to the ground and snuffing curiously at the dirt and grass she found there. That was all she smelled, though; earthen things, and sometimes traces of Boothe, as if he'd peed there. He probably had.

Wrinkling her nose, she lifted it again, and looked to Light for guidance, waiting patiently while he fixed his hair and then, quite unexpectedly, bent and tied a feather into the fur at her nape, behind her ear, calling her a true AniWayan as he did so. Sophie wagged her tail eagerly, trying to turn her head to look at the feather, but it stayed just out of her vision, for the most part. She could see its white tip, though, and her tail wagged even harder as she saw it, rather liking the look of it in her fur.

Light remained kneeling beside her, and as he braided and they both tried to figure out where her brothers could have gone, Sophie couldn't help but think of the festival, and how much fun it would be. He'd said other than the festival, though, specifically specified that he didn't want to go, and she was left stomping her paws lightly on the ground and turning in circles as she thought. "Um," She thought, and pressed her ears back, enjoying the feeling of her new feather fluttering against her neck. "Um. Boothe don't like the stables. He don't like horses." She explained, and shifted her feet again, turning in another little circle of thought. "They could...could maybe be..." She tried to think of the packlands, and what little she'd explored of them, but there was nothing, really, that caught her attention so spectacularly, and she doubted it would catch her brother's. Boothe would want to go to the festival, if he found out about it, and there was no way he wouldn't.

Dropping her shy gaze to her paws, Sophie fell silent, feeling her face heat up as she realized she wanted to go to the festival, too. Not just when Leon got back, but now. With Light. She just didn't have the guts to pester him about it like Boothe would.

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