Flames of the Spirits

Jiya Chandraki · 07-03-2012, 02:01 PM

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OOC: dated July 8th

The young pup was quickly getting older. At five months of age she was beginning to understand her environment more readily. However with the understanding came confusion. She no longer believed her mother was going to come for her, and she didn’t know who her father was. She was sure her Uncle knew but dared not ask, afraid of the answer. But her curiosity was running wild with her new view of the world and it was not just her parents that knocked at her mind.

Recently she had heard that one called Gemma had been harmed, the white wolfess with the two strange fluff balls that her Uncle had deemed pups. They didn’t quite look like pups a month ago but Aranck had told her they were probably more to her liking now and suggested she go and keep Gemma and the little ones company. Jiya readily accepted the suggestion, her curiosity getting the better of her. What had happened to Gemma? Where was the pups’ father? What were their names? What was her spirit guide? She had quickly decided while talking to Io that larger spirit Guides were not nearly as interesting.

She had spent the morning searching for some blue flowers to bring to Gemma, as she had been told blue flowers were good for the sick or hurt, they were a wish for good health and a blessing. She padded along towards the great fire. She knew very little about the fire except that it was important and this Gemma lady took care of it. Upon approaching the large flame she spotted the white wolf and the two pups, who as Uncle promised looked more like pups now. Approaching them nervously her ears flickered backwards, the flames reflecting into her redish coat. The blue flowers held in her mouth made it difficult to speak so she hesitantly placed them down before speaking and announcing her presence,Ayv ayovhi atsivsgi nasgiai nihi."

Gemma Rhiannon Sawtooth · 07-17-2012, 05:02 PM

She was almost content despite her pain filled days and her sleepless nights. She watched the pride of her life, the two black and white children as they scuffled about in the dirt play fighting together like she had never gotten to do. Gemma sighed wistfully and wished again like so many times before that her sisters had loved her, had played with her. Little Ann had been the only one to take notice of her in a friendly way, Pippa and Felicity had been quick to emulate their horrid mother's cruel demeanor. Gemma was a sorry sight to see, covered in all sorts of bandages courtesy of her brother, her destroyed ear was bound to her head with a white gauze that also hung low and covered her left eye, obscuring her vision on that side.

The fight escalated with tiny snarls being thrown around and Gemma put her foot down, her voice stern but loving,

"Now! That is enough you two." Their mother very rarely used her stern voice upon them so the two of them stopped almost at once and looked at her curiously. Then Nate-River bounced forwards, half formed words spewing from his over excitable mouth, "'Tory! 'Tory Ma!" Now Payne came forwards too, her sapphire eyes shining brightly although she didn't speak. The Great Fire crackled behind them and Gemma smiled as she began the first strands of her tale in a hushed voice but she had barely gotten the first few words out when a young female voice spoke out.

She was presented with the only other pup in AniWaya, several months older than her own children Gemma believed she was related to that older member of the Great Tribe who's name she couldn't remember. The orange girl had blue flowers with her that Gemma gasped appreciatively at,

[html]Ulihelisdi! Wado! Gadodetsa do? Ale ayv dagovgi Gemma Sawtooth. She was getting better at speaking AniWayan.[/html]

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