My heart is'a Pittering
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Dated September 18th

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It had been some time since Zalen and her were spending a lot of time together. It seemed his eyes were still on her, but Adonia wasn't sure if that was because there was the chance of her being the mother of his offspring, or maybe, a big maybe...it was something else. Adonia he bravely begun to bring her stuffy into the main cave. She could tell Zalen didn't want her in her other den she made. He seemed more happy with her in the communal den. Adonia for some reason was more inclined to make him happy. She couldn't blame him if he rather her near the main den after what had happened with Titiana. She wanted to prove to him there was nothing to worry about with her. Well..surely the only reason he worried about her was because she could have his puppies.


Adonia was in the meadow her stuffy in jaws, licking it before she laid her head down. She was relaxing herself. Her stomach lately had been feeling sick and she's been very tired. So this was another reason she was relaxing in the meadow. Sleeping more had been her biggest thing. It also kept her mind off her queasy stomach. It had been queasy when even the slightest bit hungry and queasy when she'd finished eating. Adonia was quickly confirming she was indeed carrying puppies within her. It had been over a week since her season had ended, and early at that. So much was changing in her and she found herself becoming easily frustrated with things, and she'd even snapped at Theo the other day, and she'd never done that before. Being so upset at herself she even began to cry. It was stupid of her! What was wrong with her!?


She had wanted puppies, but she always thought she'd be with an actual mate before she had puppies. Oh well, she wasn't getting any younger, and mating with an alpha was close right? He wasn't going to let her go out of his sight while she was with his puppies. Also, surely he'd still be around her when she was feeding and weening them. But then what? After they were born? Would he be okay with her actually finding a mate? Still no one was on her list of possible mates other than Tharin, but now Tharin was definitely not interested in her after what happened fourteen days ago! It was for the best, she was a luperci and she wouldn't want him to change just because of their relationship. Zalen wasn't on that list because she was sure he wasn't even thinking about that, he just wanted puppies.


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Out of Character

WC: 310/ OOC: Shawchert is speaking in low speech for wolves, not sure if your character will know it or not... and you said you wanted a thread with Shawww Big Grin


In Character

Shawchert was getting the feel of the land. There was more diverse areas here than in Cercatori which was either meadow or thick trees. Here it was wooded, not sparsely but well enough, the rivers, and then the mountain itself. It made him want to climb it. But in his condition Shawchert could never do such at thing. He limped out into a nice meadow, one he was sure that a sight of the sunset would be something to see. Not to mention the night sky lit brightly with the moon and the stars and no trees to cover them up.

What caught his eye though was a black and white wolf. He tilted his head trying to figure out where he met her from. He limped toward her and growled a welcome, and a statement that he was tere; “Hello” He said in the wolf low speech. It was still hard to entirely understand, anyone could tell as soon as he spoke that he no longer had a tongue. That mattered little to him, he just wanted to figure out how he remembered her from. He thought of a sandy beach and art, but other than that he could not remember; “I think we have met somewhere before.” He stated as he got closer, but he stopped at a safe distance just in case she wanted to be alone. He never had a problem before but the attack Tharin gave him, he was not ready for another hostile meeting. He was still just learning the customs and culture of this pack, which were a bit like his old one, but not entirely, it was more... wild... savage, so he was sure to keep to himself most of the time and do what he could to make the pack better.

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occ here

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Her head lifted the scent of another coming. It wasn't Zalen. Her ears perked as he came into sight, her eyes finding his form as he approached. Almost immediately she knew he ws familiar. It took her a moment or two to remember. He spoke,'hello' she only knew that because Theo was teaching her low speech. Or really, she was picking it up here and there. He seemed cautious, almost afraid really. He spoke again mentioning the familiarity. She grinned softly. It was hard for her to pick it up, but she was sort of understanding it. She responded, but not in low speech. "..yes, I met you shortly after you made the D'Arte pack. We met when I was drawing in the snow by the beach. " Her ears were perked watching him a moment. He looked nothing like he used to. He looked battered and bruised. Older than he actually was. What happened to him!?


She was sure every wolf that had known him wondered that and all asked him. She didn't want to pity him, nor did she want to question him on his past. She just merely continued her smile and gave him a welcoming look so he would calm down. "...I'm Adonia Demos..now do you remember Shawcert?" Her tail gave light flicks as she pawed her stuffed animal closer using it as a pillow. She was feeling oddly happy. She didn't understand where this overjoy came from. Was she glowing!?

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Out of Character

WC: 228/ OOC: Sorry about the total speech change, there was misunderstandings and well decisions were shaw wasn't exactly meant to be understood, so he'll try his best to communicate with either drawing body motions or the few words he can say.


In Character

It dawend on him as she spoke and reminded him she had drawn in the snow near the beach and he remembered and nodded a grunt of agreement came from his throat as well. Shaw hesitated, his communication with other wolves was hard and he could see she seemed happy and the smell was all over her, but was she oblivious, so he pointed at the woman’s small belly and then cradled his arms as though holding an infant child and rocked back and forth, the whole time looking at her. He hoped she understood. He then moved to let her know he could smell it on her by sniffing a little loudly. Then he nodded. He was sure of it, and he wanted her to know that he was, giving her a satisfied look then spoke a garbled word; “Who?” It was a curiosity, he was glad to see the shy girl was now a part of a pack.

He wondered if she was still drawing. Somehow he didn’t see her doing such a thing here not in a pack like this and it saddened him to see such creativity go to waste. Shaw would make sure to put his mark all over the pack when he got time. His carvings were all he had to express himself these days and he would show it.

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It's okay, if he had continued speaking in low speech she would have called her bird.

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The male suddenly began to sign things, and Adonia's ears became very intent as she sat up fully watching everything he did. He pointed to her belly, indicating her...no..her stomach. Then he did cradling motion. Comfort---no baby? Was he talking about her, or someone else. No, he was talking about her! She wanted to deny it, but there was no getting around it. Her ears folded back and she looked down before he finally spoke. His speech sounded nothing like his old voice, but he looked nothing like he had back when they first met. It upset her to think something horrible happened to him.


He had asked who, and already she sensed no one approved of what had happened between her and the alpha. She almost felt ashamed that she had caused turmoil in the pack. Her ears pasted back as if ashamed. What for!? She had nothing to be ashamed of. This happened because the alpha wanted this, and she wasn't going to refuse him. She had no reason to refuse the ebony king. She wanted this too, granted not quite in the fashion she pictured, but nothing was a fairy tale, nothing was going to ever happen as others wanted it. This wasn't utopia so why try and pretend it was? After a moment of shame turning into acceptance, she rationalized it. Lifting her head high she let out a sigh trying to boost her confidence.


"They're.." Oh wow..they..she..she was pregnant! The thought, the fact made her feel dizzy and light headed. Her resolve broke in that instant. Blood coursed rapidly through her veins as he heart sped up. "..I, I mean... Zalen..they're Zalen and I's.." Putting it out there like that was so hard. To openly admit Zalen and her created life together, and they were not in any sort of relationship...really was kind of hard. It would be one thing to have said Ookami's. She could picture letting that roll out of her with ease. Maybe she did regret this a little. It was so fast. Everything happened too fast. She was having trouble coping. Everyone stared at her differently, it was like they were sneering at her. Maybe it was her imagination.




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Out of Character

WC: 222/ OOC: Hehe this is shaw's 800th post !! *confetti*


In Character

His quiet statement seemed to put her off for a second and he couldn’t help but smile at her. Though it would last only a short time. It fell when she spoke of them being Zalens. He let out a groan, not because of her, but because he was disappointed, he didn’t know how long Titania was gone, but it hadn’t been that long obviously and she was already beign replaced in a way, but this was the way of wolves, though that’s what he thought. He made himself smile again to show her he was happy for her, just not the other half, not letting the time take away, it was as though nothing had happened. But he wouldn’t say anything to Zalen, just feel the disappointment in the memory of his daughter.

He was stunned for words, not knowing any he could say to show her happiness for the puppies. He made the swaddling motion and spoke a word, “yoy,” He said, though it came out in no way he wanted it to. He had been trying to say joy so he made a happy grin toward her, no teeth showing, and his tail wagged at her, this communication thing would have to pick up after a while, it was frustrating not getting out his feeling to anyone.

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occ here

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She saw it, that thing she could sense. No one wanted her to be with Zalen's puppies. She couldn't blame him though, Titiana wasn't gone for but a month..maybe less. Still she wasn't coming back. From what she gathered the female had lost her mind after loosing her brood. Zalen probably didn't want to put himself through more hurt. It was time to move on, and that was what Zalen was doing. She too was moving on from Ookami. Perhaps it was just natural for her and the alpha to do this. They both wanted offspring, and to get past their own pains. Zalen didn't regret them doing this, did he? She hoped not. As much as she was beginning to with all the negative looks she felt on her. Adonia needed support from somewhere. Her ears went back and she was feeling like she should just keep her mouth shut when others asked. Maybe say, she didn't know. No! That would be wrong! It could get back to Zalen, let alone he might become upset if she denied his offspring. No, they were the alpha's puppies and therefore she needed carry them with pride.


Despite the inner courage talk, her head remained low and ears back, tail low. She felt like she had caused the pack to look down on Zalen, and worst caused the pack to hate her. Shawchert attempted to speak. Her head raised and ears perked. He said 'yoy' and she then fully realized he had no tongue. What was he trying to say? Then she spoke the closest english word that it could be, "Joy?" Was it spoken in sarcasm, or did he mean it. Her eyes studied his body language more trying to figure out how the word was meant.


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