Beautiful Body

Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 05-26-2012, 09:50 AM

Dalgina stood before a pool of water, staring at her reflection. It wasn't much, plain dark brown eyes peeking out from beyond a curtain of long straight black hair. The rest of her body was dark as well, a soft glowing ebony. There was no color on her body anywhere. The only place where there was any color at all was on her neck where she wore the now collared stone and wood necklace from Aylu and the snowflake pendant she'd carved, one for each sibling so they'd always be close. The snowflake was rather dull and simple as well, nothing more than a rough outline of what she knew snow to look like, coming out from one of her first attempts at carving.

She looked down at her dark form. It allowed her to move around without being noticed, which was certainly a good thing. Dalgina didn't want too much attention. She looked like Papa too, a thought that made her tail wag. She still felt that she needed something more though. Something to reflect what she saw in the world. Something pretty. Glancing down Dalgina smiled as a small purple flower registered with her. Gently she picked it, sticking it in her hair. There! She leaned over, looking in the water again to see her reflection. The flower tumbled down, floating in the water. That wasn't what she wanted! Huffing a little Dalgina bent down to pick it up and try again.

Temo Wolfe · 06-24-2012, 06:39 PM

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For once, Temo had decided to leave his shop and get some fresh air. He had been so engrossed with his work for the past few weeks that he had almost forgotten what it was like to walk through the trees, listening to the forest noises, sniffing at the smells that floated by on the breeze, and just having a look around.

The loam that coated the forest floor was soft and easy on his feet unlike the hard surface that he had been standing on in his shop for days on end. He let the smells of the forest fill his nose and the forest sounds fill his ears as he walked along and for the moment, forgot about his shop and the work within.

It was not long before the sounds of a bubbling stream filtered into his ears and he decided he could use a drink of fresh, cool water. Temo changed his course and followed his hears to the inviting water. It was not long before his feet had brought him close to the water when he heard someone at the creek huff at something. Temo recognized who was at the creek ahead of him and that something was troubling her, Hi Dalgina, what is wrong?

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Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 06-25-2012, 12:24 PM

Dalgina fidgeted with the flower in her hand, trying to twist it so that it would stick in her hair properly. No matter how she tried though, it didn't last, always tumbling back out. Dalgina was near tears with frustration when a voice called behind her. Turning around Dalgina blinked her eyes. The comforting form of her papa stood there, concern etched on his face. Embarrassed to be caught doing something so silly Dalgina let the flower fall to the ground. It was ridiculous, getting all worked up over a flower. If she was more mature, it wouldn't have happened.

Dalgina stood there trembling for a moment before running over to Papa. Throwing her arms around him she cried a little, body shaking. Dalgina didn't stand out like her other siblings did. She didn't have the pretty coat patterns, or the bright look that they held. She didn't hold their confidence, easily backing down from things out of nervousness. On top of it, the stupid flower was refusing to behave. She was having a miserable time.

Temo Wolfe · 06-27-2012, 10:55 PM

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With ears that drooped and tail that also drooped as Temo felt the sadness flow through him when his daughter's distress hit him. It bothered him when any of his children were unhappy and he strove to try and bring a smile back to their muzzles. Sometimes he was not successful, but that did not stop him from trying again when the time arose.

This was one of those times that one of his children needed comforting and help. As always when this happens, Temo wondered if he would be able to help and he hoped that he would be successful. It was always a worry for him if he was doing right or making things worse when it came to his pups and raising them.

When the crying child ran to him and put her arms around him, his arms curled around her shoulders and held her close against him in, what he hoped was a comforting hug. Now, now, tell daddy what has you so troubled and in tears. he said, his voice quiet so as not to cause more stress to the child in his arms. He saw the flower floating away in the water and could guess at the issue, but he wanted Dalgina to voice what was bothering her.

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Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 06-28-2012, 04:54 PM

Papa's arms wrapped around her body as Dalgina cried. It didn't seem like it would stop. It was a silly thing to cry over, despite how frustrated she felt. Head hidden in her fur she let the worries leave her. It was alright. She was safe with Papa. No matter how poorly she felt, she knew he would make everything better. As long as he was there her world would be alright. Dalgina knew that there were frightening things out in the world, but as far as she knew her parents could take care of it all. Closing her eyes she just let the warmth flood through her, idly noting their matching fur.

Asked what was wrong Dalgina blushed. It wasn't something she really wanted to talk about. Shaking her head she held onto him tighter. Thinking about it just made her feel terrible. The flower had refused to stay, and the plain colors...But telling that to Papa seemed wrong. He had black fur like her after all. Saying that she didn't like it would almost be mean. Besides, it wasn't really the black fur that was the problem. It was that she didn't look pretty. I'm...not pretty. Did she say that out loud? It was embarrassing, but the truth.

Temo Wolfe · 06-28-2012, 10:08 PM

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It was almost quiet except for the forest sounds and the muffled sniffles of his sad and crying daughter. The sunlight flickered around them as a breeze gently meandered by fluttering the tree leaves that was over them. It felt like the forest around them figured that with dad there to help the child, that everything would be ok, as if dad can fix anything.

Other than his query, Temo stayed quiet and let Dalgina answer in her own time. He was in no hurry and it would do her good to cry until she got it all out of her system instead of bottling it up inside. He decided that this was one of those times that just being there was more important than getting her to talk about something that she was balking at telling.

He had seen her fussing with something while looking into the water and wondered if that might have been part of the problem. Then it was out, in a sob broken voice, Dalgina had answered his question. As thoughts milled around his head as he pondered what to say, Temo's eyes followed the flower as it slowly drifted down the stream lazily spinning in the current. You are pretty, he said, hoping this would be the right thing to say, That flower also knew you are pretty, even prettier than it. That is why it would not stay in your hair, it did not want to be out shown.

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Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 06-30-2012, 12:38 AM

Papa stayed quiet for a while after she spoke. He must have agreed with her words. Probably trying to think how to say that he hadn't wanted to tell her that she wasn't pretty, that everyone in the family knew it. She felt so horrible. Her tail tucked between her legs, the tears continuing to stream against the black fur. It was just so painful, thinking about it. Perhaps appearance didn't matter that much. It was everything to Dalgina though. She just absorbed the pictures. Images of what she saw filled her dreams. She worked to capture the colors in her mind. It reflected in how she saw herself, devoid of what she chased after.

The sobs stilled as his voice came through, deep and calm. It was relaxing, assuring her that everything was alright. Looking up Dalgina smiled a little through the tears. Really? A flower jealous of her. It was silly. A tiny laugh escaped, looking back to watch the flower drifting away. It would be gone soon. She glanced down at her small dark form. The fur was glossy, absorbing the light as it struck her. A void that took all the color in. I don't feel pretty.

Temo Wolfe · 06-30-2012, 11:45 AM

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This was a difficult subject for him to talk about. He really had no experience discussing and trying to get someone to change their view about themselves. Early in his life, even Temo thought himself as ugly and not appealing to anyone, especially the fairer sex. The rejection that he felt in his younger days was the main reason that he decided to leave his birth pack and head off alone into the woods and world beyond the mountains.

Temo was quiet for a bit, probably too quiet for too long as his thoughts searched for the right words. He was not sure of what to say, even though he had the same feelings as she did when he was her age, no one ever dispelled them. It was Jace, his beautiful Jace, that had slowly turned his own thoughts around to the better.

His thoughts slowly coalesced into words that he desperately hoped would be the right words. He did not want to make things worse, only better. Everyone is beautiful and special in their own way. And when someone tells you different, it means that they are not looking hard enough, even when it is one's own thoughts. There was doubt in his thoughts that his fatherly advice was sufficient.

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Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 06-30-2012, 01:19 PM

Papa was silent again. The tears were drying slowly. It took time for them to fade away completely. A wet patch marked where the tears had run through her fur, looking rather silly. She wasn't exactly at her best, hair disheveled and form shaking slightly. Crying always left her feeling exhausted afterwards. Dalgina looked up, hoping that he had something to say. That he would go ahead and make everything better like he was supposed to.

It was a long time before he finally spoke. Everyone was beautiful? Dalgina looked down, considering. It was true, she was drawn to beauty in all forms. A couple times she'd been shot down for what she had decided was pretty, including a weed that someone else had pulled up and killed. Nodding her head she looked up, a bright smile on her face. Thanks Papa. She hadn't been sure, but now she was. It was okay.

Temo Wolfe · 06-30-2012, 03:13 PM

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His face brightened up as he saw that Dalgina's tears had dried up. The forest around them seemed to get happier too, as if they were, in some way, connected to the feelings of father and daughter. Even the creek seemed to bubble with renewed happiness. A smile spread on Temo's muzzle to follow her smile. This was one of those happy moments that a father hopes these situations turns into. A happy moment for both father and child. It warmed his heart to the core that even with his inexperience, he was still able to bring a smile to her face.

His arms pulled the daughter that looked like a clone of himself into a tight, fatherly hug for a few moments and then he relaxed his arms loosening the grip but not letting her go. One of his hands ruffled the fur on the top of her head with gentle, fatherly love. Now, that is the happy girl I love to see, he said at the same time as he ruffled the fur on her head, in a quiet, gentle and in the fatherly "I love you" way that fathers use with their children during moments like this.

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Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 07-01-2012, 12:29 AM

A smile echoed her own, brightening Dalgina up. Her tail lifted from the curled position it had taken against her legs, daring to move slightly. She still wasn't perfectly happy, but she definitely felt more cheerful than before. The moodiness had come in on a wave, one that she didn't perfectly understand. Her appearance did worry her, but not to the point of tears. Not like this. She felt rather disastrous for putting on such a large scene over it.

A quiet chuckle escaped from Dalgina as he ruffled her silken fur. Ducking her head down a little she looked up, smiling at him. I love you Papa. She always would. He always knew the right thing to say to make everything better. Wrapping her arms tight around him Dalgina leaned into the hug again, tail wagging behind her.

Temo Wolfe · 07-01-2012, 08:32 PM

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A flock of crows flew over head in a cacophony of caws as the birds called to each other. The cloud black birds moved off and landed in a tree, their calls still audible in the distance. A few other birds went about their business around them as others sang their songs while hiding in the trees and bushes. A breeze drifted around them and tickled their fur before drifting off to play with some leaves.

I love you, too he gave his love to his daughter. Then he fell quiet because he did not want the moment to end. This was one of those moments that makes fatherhood all the better and temo felt proud that he had managed it. A moment that will be kept in his heart and remembered forever.

The flower now gone downstream and out of site and Dalgina feeling much better, Temo considered the plans he had for the day. His thoughts then threw them out the proverbial window in favor of more important things in life, mainly family stuff. His head bent down so his eyes could look at his daughter, Did you have any plans today? he queried her wondering if she would want to go do something with her father.

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