Fair little lass with hopes as big as an oceans
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Noah should have stayed though the male had so many ties in these lands that he could not help but to visit. There was a deep rooted love for many of the members that he had left behind, so there was no question that there was going to be times where he was going to try to sneak back to these lands that where ever so close to the pack lands in which he had lefts these lands for. The male felt awful coming back into these lands, all he was wanting to do was to see the sister that he had left back here, and well maybe the children that he only have a brief chance to meet. There was so much time that he needed to spend with them, and he could not and would not because of the life style that he was making the choice to live. This life style took him to another pack, one where he was no longer there in the Ichika no Ho-en pack lands.

Walking slowly into the pack lands, the male felt horrid for not stopping at the borders, however he wanted to know if Rendall was still at the cabin he had shared with her. He did love her; however the silver male was now to the point where he was starting to think that she did not love him. She was loyal to the lands, and he could not hold that against her. Though he wanted her to at least tell him that it was over, that she could no longer love him and love the lands, she had to pick one, and she had picked the lands. She would find someone better, she had to have. Rendall was a fine lady, and would make someone a fine mate. The silver male walked towards that cabin, with in his head he knew better. He wouldn’t know what to say, or even what to do if he saw her. However, there was that spot in his tender bleeding heart that wanted to see her, hold her again. Just to be in the warmth of loving arms again that….was that too much to ask?

Noah sighed as he stopped in his track his heart was thumping hard in his chest, his hands shook with fear. He just wanted to have some one hold him and tell him that he was still loved, and if anything he was welcomed to come back…then he did not want to deal with that rejection if that was not the case…he did not want to see Rendall happy without him.

He was no longer feeling the warm welcome of the lands around him, the stars no longer whispered to him the stories that they had always done to him, and they had been his company on more than one lonely night. They had whispered to him more than once about changes that was going to happen, he had listen and had taken it to heart. The male had deeply loved his time he spent with the stars at night…they where his third love, right behind the pack and his lover. Now…now he had no stars and no lover…what a horrible thing he had done to him-self.
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Dalgina was working on solving a very difficult problem. A cute little rabbit sat just a few feet ahead of her, tempting her with it's smell. On one paw, Dalgina wanted to chew on it and play with it and have lots of fun. On the other paw, the rabbit was so pretty Dalgina wanted to just remain where she was, watching it's nose twitch and ears rotate as it nuzzled the olnayni. Just when she was about to reach her decision, determining how to get both of them, the rabbit bolted. Dalgina sat up, whining with disappointment as she spotted the source of the running rabbit.


A ragged silver wolf was walking across the olnayni, one of his ears missing. Dalgina had never seen anyone so funny looking before in her whole life, and that was a long time! Tail wagging she trotted over. Hello! I'm Dalgina. Who are you? Her ears stood up, swiveling to catch his words as she trotted alongside him, trying to keep up. He looked a lot like Kiara did, walking on four legs.


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Something was stopping him, he wanted to see Rendall. He wanted to ask her why? Why she didn’t follow him, he had promised her he would make sure that the pack was willing to take the two of them, he knew they would. She was a wonderful being and would be great to have in the pack lands. She would have made it far, the silver male wanted to hear it from her, he wanted to hear that she no longer wanted to be with him. He knew he was looking for a pain that he might not be able to move past. Though he knew it was going to be painful to him, he wanted to know why; he wanted to know the truth.

Hearing the pup’s high pitched voice, the silver male turned around looking down to the pup. The Omega Sawtooth was busted within the pack lands in which he did not belong, they no longer whispered to him, he no longer felt the love and felt the warmth that the pack lands had always offered him. He could feel that these lands where no longer his home, though….with how he was once again an Omgea….he did not want to call the New Dawn pack lands home either.

New Dawn was supposed to be change, a new life for the male. It was supposed to be a chance to show that he could make something out of him-self. However he did not amount to anything at all. Almost a month after being in the pack lands he was placed into the lowest rank that they could have for any wolf…Omega…Omega meant the end. Was this the end of his life? The end of the line for him before they kicked him out of the pack because he was to caring of others and not that caring of him-self? Because he had always thought you should show up most respect and submission to your leaders? Or was he the pack Omega because of the fight with his mother. Either way, Omega was not something that he wanted…the lands had never shamed him that badly here.

Looking at the black pup, he saw who the father was. It wasn’t hard for the silver male to place a time line in his head. There was a pretty big gap of time that there was nothing. That there was just a lot of fuzz and haze. Though the male ran the time line, of who he thought was expecting children, and the only one that was coming to his mind was his sister like wolf, Jace. Jace and Noah had shared a party, one of his mateship and hers was for being expecting. The male smiled, it was a child of the Wolfe family and he knew that made him the uncle to this child.

Bending down to see the child better, trying not to scare her, he closed his milky blue eye and rolled back the ear that had a bite taken out of it. He was quite an uncle sight and did not want to scare his little niece; he knew he was not the most pleasant looking thing in the world. ”I’m your U..U…uncle Noah.” The male lowered his muzzle down to her so that she could sniff and he could lick her and nuzzle her. Such a wonderful thing, to have the gift to have children and the love of them.”I’m your m..m..momma’s brother.” Adopted but who cares, Jace was just as much a sister to him, as Deuce was a mother to him. Any one that wanted to fight that factor, he would raise a lip to let them see his teeth. Jace was his sister.


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The big wolf bent down a little, his torn ear folded back and another one closed. Dalgina giggled a little. It was really funny looking. She didn't feel any fear at seeing his misshapen body, or realize that he was an intruder. Dalgina had never experienced anything that really gave her a fright, unless one counted the marten that had bit her. That had made her cry. She didn't like it anymore. X'yrin had come and taken it away though, so it wouldn't hurt her anymore, and she had been called brave for fighting it. That more than made up for it in her mind, though she hadn't done much besides squall and run around.


Dalgina stretched up, sniffing at her uncle. He had a nice smell. His big head nuzzled her, licking her gently as she tried to return the favor, small licks along his face as she sniffed at him. He was all wolf, unlike her hybrid nature. It wasn't much but there was dog blood in her, though she didn't know that. Happily she pawed at him. You're Mahn's wourenyla? I've got a ronkyha, but not from my heart. He was born there.


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The silver male would have felt horrid if he would have scared her. After all she was just a pup, such a small little thing. The fact that the silver omega was pretty sure that this one pup was one of Jace and Temo’s most and so far resent litter of pups. He felt ashamed that he was hiding part of his face away from the child, however on the other hand he did not want to scare the pup to where she was scared of him for life; he was after all like a brother to his mother. That meant he would never seen the child’s mother if he would have scared her on this first meeting, surely Jace would not welcome him anymore.

As the child pawed away at him, and tried to return the tender greeting, he chuckled as he pushed her around with his maw softly, with light hearted grows and barks. The child asked him question and spoke in words that he did not understand. He lifted his head and that was followed by a rise of his ear, what is the world was a “wourenyla”, and a ronkyha. He had never heard of them words every being used before. He figured that Mahn was mom, it wasn’t hard, the black child who mimicked Temo in colors and eye color.

The silver male stood back up looking at her. ”What is that? He had never heard Jace use them words, well at least not that he can remember. ”Jace is your m..m..mom right?” The silver male would feel like an utter loony old man if this one someone else child. Then he shifted back, sitting down with his bottom on the ground, he flicked his tail ideally. He was not sure if he should just leave now and act like he had never been hear. Or maybe this was just some words that the child had in her world of pup talk.




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Uncle Noah pulled away, leaving Dalgina prancing around beneath him. She could just duck under his stomach if she tried, not even needing to crouch down yet. She whined a little as he moved his head out of reach of her pawing and games, still sniffing at him. There wasn't much more to sniff at, since she had it down pretty well, but she was going to investigate every inch of this new uncle to make sure he didn't get lost. After all, she hadn't known she had anymore talnala until he showed up, and talnala was very important. She had to make sure he wasn't going anywhere.


Her ears twitched in annoyance at his words. Nobody outside her talnala seemed to understand what she was saying. They were real words, Mahn had taught her them herself! She didn't know any other words for it either, making explaining it very very hard. Um...Ronkyha is from Mahn. Wourenyla is not from Mahn's Mahn. You come from heart! His next question made her giggle a little. Yes I belong to Mahn! I belong to Papa, and Honrin, and Pandora, and Keldava too!


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OOC scadoosh. / +545


The silver male watched the child dance and prance around under his feet; it was odd for him to have a child all over him, though in a way he was sick with the fact that he was laying here letting someone else child climb around and all over him. It should have been him; there was no reason why he held out on making a family with Rendall, she had been upset that he had not lain with her as a lover should, when it was his fault. It was his fault that Yuki up and left also. He would never have a mate if he always put others in front of him-self. The silver male grumped as he closed his eyes.
Listing to her little high picked words the male was figuring her out, he had understood that ‘Mahn’ meant mom, or mother. More so it was referring to Jace. Then the silver male was assuming that ‘Ronkyha’ was blood brother, like what Taliesin was to him. Then this last word that he was trying like mad to figure out this ‘Wourenyla’ was brother from another mother, someone who you have your heart and you love like your own birth brother, or even closer. For Jace…it was closer. The love that he had for her was closer then what he had for his own brother.

After figuring these words out in his destroyed and trashed mind, the silver male opened his mouth to say something and then gave a nod. He now understood, where ever this child got the words from they sure where different and sure was strange words…but heck who was he to say anything about being strange or different. He was the prime example of that walking around. Nodding his head the male opened his mouth, ”Ah…” he spoke understanding these words and could now use them if and when he was able to see the patch worked female that he held close in his heart. The child was teaching the elder funny thing that was.

With all of that in mind the silver Sawtooth giggled and leaned down and nipped playfully at her side then jumping his head back up as he jumped to all fours playing with the child. Just like a good Uncle should be doing. The silver male snorted with fits of giggles as he waiting on the pups next move, trying to stay close enough that she could get a few playful nips in but it was clear that the older Sawtooth wolf was not going to let her win this fight, she was to young and he was sure he was going to be leaving with some few cuts. He knew that she would still have her milk teeth and they would be sharp and hurt. He knew these teeth would cut into him and slice him open for no mercy. The silver male knew that she would not mean to either, it was just how them stupid milk teeth where. He was ready for it, for a smile upon the child’s face. He knew that Jace would be so thankful if and when the pup returned to the den that she was ready for a nice long nap in which she was snoring.


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Her tail wagged eagerly as Uncle Noah finally expressed understanding. He was a silly adult, learning words from her. He wasn't the first to do so, but he was the first to come right out and ask. Her angel hadn't asked what ingali was, leaving it until Dalgina explained on her own. X'yrin hadn't understood either, though Ansui seemed to understand. They had both enjoyed the sight of the big blue tochina, even as they spoke with different words, understanding each other perfectly. Saul had known the words too, but he was different. He was pack, despite smelling different and had traveled with Hermes protecting him.


She squealed happily as her side was nipped, causing her to jump back from her uncle. Dalgina growled before rushing in, snapping at him. It was like playing with her orej, except on a much bigger scale. She tried to use the same technique she used on Honrin, the biggest of the litter. Diving in Dalgina jumped as high as she could, aiming to land on his back so she could pin him down from there, not thinking through how difficult that would be with the size difference.


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WORD VOMIT! Sorry!

The silver Sawtooth male laughed watching the child jumped and squealed, so the game was on, he was going to teach this young pup that this old man still knew how to play, he was going to get her do good that when they were finally done that the pup with a coat as dark as the darkest of nights was going to go to the home of the Wolfe’s and was going to be sleeping, and yeah sure his sent would be all over the child he knew that the mother and the father would be thankful that at least one of the pups would be so worn out that they could finally get some time to rest and relax them-self.

The silver male threw his head up in the air, acting like he had not done anything to scar the child of the pack. He snickered as he looked around like he had not done a thing and was not even giving the child a part of his mind ”What is wrong?” He spoke trying to hold back a deep chest laugh. As he looked to the child with a gasp backed up, he lowered him-self down, as he gasped. ”Ohhno!” He spoke with a surprised tone. He jumped up as she rushed him backing up till he fell backwards onto his back, he knew he was leaving it open for her to get to him, but he knew it was all fun and game. He knew that at any time she got to rough he would be able to click his teeth upon her floppy pup ears.

The male rolled back onto his stomach, getting his paws under him, he felt the child on his back, he gave a fake grow, feeling her on his back, he felt her upon his pack and then shifted around to where he had his paws on his side so that he could roll over. With a snicker, the male swung his head around, like he was going to nip at her. Though his plan where far better than that. ”Who’s your f..favorite uncle?” He threw out the silly and childish question, for all he knew she had only met him and he was the only uncle like figure that she had. He waited for a few seconds, he lifted his ear. He really did not give the child the amount of time that she would need to process the question. He rolled over pinning her lightly upon the ground and his back. ”Did you s..s..say something Princess?” The male laughed, and again he did not give her any time to answer before letting up for a second and the rolling back against her lightly again laughing. ”Man! So Sleepy!” He mocked a yawn holding her there for a second. He had no issues rough housing with a child or an adult, it was all fun and games. After all he was the pack Omega, and after all a good Omega should always be ready for fun and games. That was just what the silver male was doing.

He had come to these lands trying to find and answer as to why the mate he had once had was now gone, he wanted to see if there was a chance that she was going to stay in these lands and be happy or if she was just not happy with him…there was so many questions that the male wanted to know and he knew that only she would be able to put these questions to a rest.

The male would not find these answers to his long list of questions at this time. He probably would never find an answer to these questions. The male was left with knowing and thinking that he just was not good enough or was not what the lady that was a white faced wanted in her life. He was aware that she was not happy with him the last time they had meet because he would not make the mate ship psychically sealed. Shame for him for having respect…shame on him for not wanting to be like his father, shame on him for everything. Shame. Shame and dishonor for him and his loved one for the rest of his life.

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Her plan worked perfectly. Terrified by her fierce rush in, Uncle Noah backed up. Dalgina, feeling rather triumphant, landed on his back. She wandered over him, keeping balance as she reached his head. Big puppy paws pushed down on it, trying to hold him on the ground. She growled playfully, tugging at his fur. Uncle Noah stood up though, and Dalgina squealed as she went swinging. Her teeth bit into his fur, helping her stay on. Happily she batted at him as she regained her balance. No! I'm on top! Stay down! Her tail wagged happily as she spoke, before being tossed to the side again.


Uncle Noah swung his head around, nipping at her. Dalgina giggled happily as she moved out of reach. She was so clever, keeping out of reach. He still wasn't on the ground like he was supposed to be though. A stuttering question came out, and Dalgina happily replied, not even pausing to think. You! Uncle Noah didn't hear her though, rolling over and pinning her underneath him. Squealing Dalgina squirmed until her head stuck out. Now she was the one pinned. That hadn't worked too well. Dalgina tried to figure out how it had gone from her being in the advantage to being underneath him, but Uncle Noah started talking again.


She barked loudly, trying to wriggle. Let me up! You're squishing me! Dalgina was just fine, and really enjoying the game, but she still tried to get him to think she was hurting. He relaxed his grip for a second allowing Dalgina to crawl forward a little bit before he came back down again. Hearing him yawn Dalgina started to protest. Don't sleep! Play! Dalgina got out from underneath and pounced on Uncle Noah's ear, chewing on it.


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The joys of being young again, the fun of being able to kick up and play without the worries of being told that you where to old, that was a joy that the silver male had not gotten a chance at doing when he was trying to grow up. The male was doing just what his pack would have wanted, however it might be helpful if it was in his pack lands and with the members that they had there, and not with the pack lands that he had once lived in. He was one day going to get busted for this and was going to be in so much trouble if he was ever caught. That was the key word…if. The silver Omega hoped that with all sake that with any of the luck that he had left that he would not be caught rolling around in the grass with a pup. A pup that just so happen not to belong to the pack that he was involved with. It was a shame, and dishonorable, but he had other family other then Deuce’s side. He was sick of them and wanted to find a place where he wasn’t up Deuce’s side of the family…which was just about any pack.

The child’s demands had fallen upon his deaf ears, though was it his deaf ears or was it his selective hearing system kicking in? Hmm…..Noah would let the child figure that one out. It might help her later in life. He would do everything that was in his power to wear the child out, and if that meant him walking as far as he could and then literally falling over and falling asleep out in no man’s land he would and he would love every single blessed second of it. This was life, just able to enjoy life and enjoy play around with family without any worry or thought of time.

The male let out a pretend snore as he flipped a paw over his maw, he opened his eyes just enough to where he could see the child, if she moved to close the male was letting off a deep grunt and grumble a bit. He waited a second before he grumble, rolling over and snorting. He leaned his head back, his eyes opened wide and sudden and then playfully nip at the child while he lied there with his head upside down.


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Whining Dalgina watched as he settled down, arm over his face. That wasn't good. She'd have to wake him up. Carefully she crouched down, crawling towards his head. Dalgina paused as he let out a loud grunt. Giggling softly she padded closer. Reaching out a paw to pad at his face Dalgina squealed as he rolled over, still sleeping. She darted off a short distance, diving into the snow before peeking back out. Good, he'd settled back down. Even quieter this time the black puppy waddled through the snow.


Just about to bite him Dalgina stretched out her neck as far as it would go. The eyes snapped open, and Dalgina gasped in surprise. He lunged forward, snapping at her as she ran as fast as she could, screaming with delight. He couldn't catch her! Dalgina darted behind a tree and began digging through the olnayni. He'd never find her if she disguised herself in it. Covered in the snow Dalgina settled down, laughing quietly to herself as she watched for Uncle Noah.


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Word Count → 246 :: Out of Character text.


The male did not want to leave. He knew that soon the time would come to an end of the day of play. He would have to return to the primal life style where he was low wolf on the ranks, and where food came into thought. The silver male was not sure how he could get off that rank…if there was even a choice to be off that rank. The male looked over to the pup watching her take off running. The male rolled to his paws, placing them under him as he took off after the child. Oh such a joyful time.

The male sniffed around the tree, as if he could not find the young child, he raised his head, rolling his ears forward the male looked as if he was totally lost as to where the child went. The male let out an exacerbated sigh as he rolled his eyes back. ”Oh no….” He let the panic wash over him, the male put his nose to the ground as he kept tracking around in the area in which the black fluffy pup was hiding under the white snow. The male walked over to the ground merely inches away from where she was hidden, throwing his rear down. ”Jace isn’t g..going to be happy. I l..lost Dalgina..” He whimpered, he knew where she was, but it was his way of letting her win this round of play. The male couldn’t win them all.


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OOC feel free to pp if needed


Uncle Noah followed her, and she watched as he sniffed at the ground. Olnayni went flying as he dug through, some of it flickering into her face. Dalgina stifled laughter as he moved closer, her tail wagging, a tiny propeller through her cover. He seemed utterly hopeless, unable to discover her. At last he sat down, given up. He whimpered about how mad Mahn would be for losing her, and Dalgina laughed under the snow. She watched him settle down before launching her surprise attack.


Like most of the things she did it was made up on the spur of the moment, invented in a flash of ideas. The olnayni went flying off her body as she ran out, tiny legs pumping. Here I am! Happily she pranced around, pleased to have fooled him. The tiny puppy bowed down in front of him, tail wagging happily. She loved being with her Uncle Noah. This was fun! I was hiding! She pronounced her actions proudly, sure that he hadn't had a clue of what was happening.


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ooc goodness!

Sitting there the male gave out three short whimpers, just to make sure that the black child thought that the male could not find her, he just wanted the child to be happy. He had started out coming into these lands to ask Rendall why she had never come to him, why had she broken his heart so badly, and yet somehow he ended up playing with a pup. A child that could have been his very own flesh and blood if him and Rendall where still together. His whole mission for coming here was a bust, but he would at least return back to New Dawn knowing that he got to see one of Jace and Temo’s pups, a treat to him that was worthwhile.

The male rock back on his back legs, putting the one of his front paw up in the air, like she had scared him. ”ACK!” The male protested as if he was scare. He wasn’t however if it meant that she thought she had won this round then the male would. The child seemed so happy she really did and the male did not want to change that. He knew that soon he would have to return home, and that soon he would have to return to the unworthy task of being an Omega.
”You where?” The male lowered his self down to her level, he chuckled softly as his cold wet nose when to her cheek.

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OOC goes here.


Uncle Noah was shocked by her sudden appearance, rocking back. A paw was flung over his face, trying to hide from her. Dalgina giggled. That wouldn't work very well. Satisfied that she'd won quite properly Dalgina pounced on his leg, growling softly as she moved to bite it, planning on holding onto the leg as long as she could. She was winning the game! Except for when she got squished, but that was ages ago. So young, time was a concept Dalgina was just starting to grasp, and not very well.


Uncle Noah crouched down, coming to the same level as the black puppy. Her tail wagged happily as he asked if she really was hiding. Yes! I was in the olnayni! She giggled as a wet nose nudged her, protesting a little from the cold. She licked his nose happily before settling down. All this playing around was tiring. Dalgina didn't want to sleep yet though. She opened her eyes extra wide, clamping down on the yawn that threatened to escape. Tell story?


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The male took his mouth opening in as he put it down upon the child’s scruff, pulling her into his as he made a bend in his stub so that she had an area to cuddle up onto as he looked down at her, she wanted a story….the male never had a mother that was able to tell him stories, the father he had was more wanting to sleep around and have intercourse with any white being to walk around. The male mawed over this thoughts, really the only stories that he knew was of the stars, and how they each got there name. With a smile, one came to him, as he nuzzled her softly with a smile. ”All right.” He gave a nod. Looking up to the sky then he brought down his head focusing it out in the nothing of the pack lands.

”Once upon a t..t..time there was a b..b..box and in this box e..e..everything bad and e..e..evil was sealed in this box. It was given to a v..v..very strong man n..n..named, Epimetheus. He told h...h..his wife Pandora n..n..not to touch the b..b..b..box. Well, Pandora was v..v..very curious wolf. She l..loved her h..h..husband but sometime t..t..trouble just seemed t..to find her. One day, P..p…pandora found the b..b..box and opened it. She l..l..let lose every b..b..bad thing there ever is, o…o..or was. Suddenly seeing all these b..b..bad thing floating out of t..t..the box; Pandora shut it before hopelessness was a..a..able to be shut. So that n..n..no matter what, we as w..w..wolf will always have hope.” He laid his head down upon the child back cuddling with her.



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Word Count :: +000

OOC text here



Dalgina crouched down as Uncle Noah reached over. She relaxed as she was picked up and nestled into his body. She snuggled in, enjoying the warmth of his body. Dalgina looked up, waiting for the story. He was staring up at the tochina, looking as if it was telling him a secret. Curious Dalgina studied it as well. It was her friend, but the sky didn't whisper to her. She wasn't that lucky. It just sent her pretty pictures in the clouds.


Uncle Noah looked across the land, and Dalgina listened as the story began to be told. Her eyes widened as she heard about the bad things being sealed in a box, and gasped as Pandora opened it up. No! Bad tingla! Luckily Pandora managed to close the box, leaving them with hope. A little frightened by the story Dalgina snuggled down. No open box. Her eyes were wide, though a yawn did escape her this time.


Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii


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OOC hereeee. I made another for you in case you don't like the first! But feel free to use both! <3

Watching as the clouds ran though the night sky, as the breathing of the pup went deeper and slowed down at the same time, the male knew that she was getting sleepy and fast. The male nuzzled the child and chuckled as she yelled out at her sister; the male only figured that Jace had named one of her children Pandora. The male lifted his head up as he looked back down to her, with a smile across his face looking at the sleepy child. ”One more than y..y.you need to get back to y..y..your den, okay?” The male whispered to the child. His eyes looked back up to the sky to figure out what story to tell her next, he had to think of one that he read that wasn’t nearly so bad. One that did not leave just hope sitting in this box of evil things, he wanted one that was warm and cheerful, but one that would not keep her up tossing and turning thinking of the excitement that was going to come from the story.


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Word Count :: +000

OOC text here



A soft nuzzle touched the pup's head, and Dalgina twisted around, licking Uncle Noah's chin. Her eyes were wide from the last story, excited and scared at the same time. The silver adult was calm though. His soft eyes calmed her, and she nestled back into the nest he'd formed with his legs. Happily Dalgina stretched out, turning around a couple times before settling back down, even more comfortable than before.


Uncle Noah's words were a soft whisper to the sleepy pup's ears. Dalgina shook her head, trying to prove that she wasn't ready to sleep. I want lots of stories. It was hard to keep her eyes open though, and she'd probably drift to sleep before the story was even finished, leaving the male to carry her to the house.


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