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Post by .Tourniquet. on May 28, 2006 21:51:12 GMT -5
.ooc. Didn't want to rp out the birth, I didn't feel comfortable typing that all up. >>; But this is only for Tourni and her pups. Delgnat is NOT allowed to enter nor is anyone else. This thread will go until they are able to get out of the den. I'll make it fast paced, though. So the rp keeps going.
And I'll post Tourni and Lust together after the Wrath and Envy have posted.
.ic. She crashed through the bushes, panting. Tourniquet went to the Haven too early and came back to Chicotah at a bad time. Coughing at a kick, she continued on trying to find anything to get these whelps out in. A cave, Den, Hollow tree, or even a godamned hole for all she cared. Looking around, thick, loose strands of hair from her head waved in front of her eyes teasingly. Eyes bounced back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, with her legs stiff as long, tall rocks. Finally, she spotted something dash passed her yards away. She caught a glimpse at its tail: A fox. She sprang forward, running after it hoping it would lead her to its den for her to take over as she was three times the size of it—maybe more. And once she would get there, she will still have time to dig it out more.
The fox was stupid enough to run into its den of kits. Tourniquet could fit half her body in it, with that much inside, she could still easily kill them all as her jaws were in there with them. Dragging the corpses out, another kick hit her. Ignoring the hacking cough that came from her throat, she dug it out just a little more until she could just feel that it was time for them to plop out. Rolling onto her side, she panted and lied there for what seemed like hours until she felt the first pup moving in her.
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They were all out. All night she was in incredible pain and she had given birth to four pups: Wrath, Lust, Envy, and Dead Ted—who was the only one that died. She tossed the dead whelp in disgust. Looking at him, he would’ve been a weak one anyway. But looking at Envy now, he didn’t look much different. Staring at them as the suckled on her belly, she only really focused on Lust. She looked just like her: All black fur, female, bitchy—or, at least she looked like she would be bitchy.
She scoffed softly. All of this she went though and now it actually seemed worth while. Tourniquet knew what she had to do. And Lust was going to help her. Though Tourniquet’s plan for the future wasn’t finished, and had already begun the beginning of it’s play, she knew it would all work out. It would be perfect. Flawless.
But, Lust had to help her.
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Wrath
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Post by Wrath on May 28, 2006 22:00:43 GMT -5
Little bundle of joy attacked mothers teat as a Tasmanian Devil attacks a piece of meat. Quite a good thing that the strength that would one day coarse through his body was not yet awakened, and teeth remained locked away beneath gums - or mother dearest would be in more pain than even she deserved. The hate of the world had yet to form in his little soul, and still he knew it was there. Knew that someday he would be more then a ball of fur surrounded by worthless piles of rubbish. As fresh milk flowed past his throat he continued to suck, as if any moment the teat would be ripped from him and never given back. Finally he had his fill, but the teat remained gripped between his gums. No longer did he suck, no longer did the warm sensation of milk flow over his jaws.
But the teat remained, he guarded it, and any attempt that was made to take it away from him would end in one of those new bundles of fluff in immense pain. Wrath was his name, wrath was his game.
{Short >.>; Sorry, they'll get longer. Just not sure what to say.}
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Post by Delgnat on May 28, 2006 23:05:32 GMT -5
((Yeah. I'm here. Everyones favorite hyperactive pup!))
Little bundle of redish brown fur suckled from his mother's stomach, little body easily outmaktched by his two siblings that he was currently stuck between. It felt safe to have the body heat of his family and feeling teh fir of them even if he couldn't see them or hear them. eyes were tightly closed as he let out a small whimper. Little body started twitsting around as if he already had the energy to get up and walk out of the den and take care of himself. Jaws opened and no sounds escaped. Paws scraped blindly at the grounds of the hole as jaws opened once more.
The smallest of the three placed a paw on his bothers back in his twitsting about. He had lost the treat and the soft feeling of his mothers fur against his own. Something no pup wanted at such a young age of only about two minutes.
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Post by .Tourniquet. on May 28, 2006 23:23:48 GMT -5
Lust. The name fitted her. She would be charming as an angel and cobra in a deadly mixture when she was full grown—just like her mother. But for now, she was blind, deaf, and utterly helpless. Finishing her suckling for now, she whined and grabbed a hold of Wrath’s stubby tail. Letting go at the foul taste of thin fur on her tongue, she turned the other way and her short nose bumped into her mother’s furry elbow. She screamed, but didn’t move away. She had curled up into a ball and would sleep for about an hour before crying out for more food.
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Tourniquet shifted her gaze to Wrath. She felt him stop suckling but he didn’t get the teat out of his darned mouth. She narrowed her gaze at him. I should’ve named you Greed. She looked toward Envy now. That idiot, words can’t describe him. He had better grow up, and fast because if he doesn’t he’ll be eaten by mother. A paw lifted and touched down ever so softly on each of their tiny heads. They all felt the same. She was incredibly weak and would need to eat soon. And that meant leaving the den. But then again, she had six dead foxes waiting beside the den…
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Post by Wrath on May 29, 2006 1:01:45 GMT -5
The teat dropped from his mouth as soon as Envy dare lay his paw on him. A warning "growl" (Really more of a squeak with attitude) was given toward baby brother, and another given toward little sister. Could they not keep their damned mitts to themselves?! Though he had not a clue who these strange creatures around him where, at once he decided that they weren't to be trusted. After all - they could steal his teat! Wrath wriggled towards Envy, then thrust himself away in an attempt to get the younger mutt off. All this moving caused for a very pooped out pup, that and being born was not walk in the park. Content in the fact that the others were not to touch him less the stir up the rage that had given him his name - he found himself drifting off to dream land. Curled up around the teat he had come to claim as his own.
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Post by Delgnat on May 29, 2006 11:47:46 GMT -5
Envy let out a surprised squeak and the paw fell off his borther. The little pup felt weak and hopeless, like no one wanted to be near him. Paws hit the ground, Envy trying to move away from Wrath should the older pup try to cause harm to him again. Body moved inch by pathetic inch closer to mother's body heat. He curled up into a little ball of fur, soon drifting off to dreamland where everyoe else except his mother seemed to be. His fur might not be the best insulator but family body heat worked well too.
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Post by .Tourniquet. on May 30, 2006 19:00:44 GMT -5
Lust kicked a foot out from under her, moving her hardly a centimeter forward to a teat she intended to suckle on. She had suddenly awoken from her, say…two minute nap? It seemed like two hours for her and she was hungry again. Moving her two forepaws front and back in a rhythm-like motion as if going at a beat, she made her way slowly to the teat as her mother had moved back a small bit, making her having to go further than expected.
She could smell her mother’s strong aroma mixed with the faint smells of her two brothers. She had no way of knowing where they were except for their scent, but their appearance will have to wait. As will hers.
Reaching the teat, she bit down on it with soft gums that sheathed the fangs that were to come in the near future. Suckling, she made no sound but the soft breathing in her nostrils between gulps of the sweet milk that rushed into her mouth and down her throat to her stomach. She was soon again asleep with the teat still in her mouth.
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Tourniquet stared still. From her head being lifted up looking at them, she felt the muscles in her neck start to strain and to heal it she laid her head down on the dirt ground. The last glow of her bright pink eyes faded as her black lids closed slowly. She didn’t care what the whelps did while she wasn’t paying attention, as she would awake in a fraction of a second if a negative noise was heard. She was sore, but would still fight if she felt the need.
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Post by Wrath on May 30, 2006 19:24:33 GMT -5
While the thoughts that buzzed about his mind really weren't coherent at the time, he still seemed to know what they were. What they meant. Much as the child in The Shinning knew that Red Rum was bad news. Wrath could by no means tell the future, but a sort of prophetic dream filled his mind. A scene of bloodshed and a muddy wolf he did not know standing tall against a bloody sky that matched the bloodied earth. A blackened wolf with scars across his muzzle suddenly appeared and lunged from the muddied wolf who was standing proud amiss the scene of violence and torture. And then the dream ended, leaving Wrath awake and trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. There was no way he could see know what his father looked like, he didn't even know what his mother looked like and she was no more then an inch away from him!
The feelings that came with the strange dream were mixed, not at all did he care for either of the wolves. In fact - he could care less. All he cared about right now was that the other furry bodies stay away from him, and filling his belly with live-giving liquid. Everything else could blow up in a strange combustion for all he cared. Disgruntled squeak was given before he gripped the teat he had so coveted and sucked until it ran over his jaws. Content with the feeling in his stomach he wriggled about a bit, testing limbs that would one day be pulled by powerful muscle enherted from both parentals. For now though, they were useless sticks that would do him no good in anything. Stump of a tail wriggled itself a bit, as he continued to test what birth had given him.
Jaws had already been tested, but even so they worked up and down as if chewing on some invisible bone. Torso came next as he bent over himself and back, wriggling this way and that to return to his prized possession. The little exercise routine had forced a wave of exhaustion over him and - the dream forgotten - he returned to that strange world of sleep.
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Post by Delgnat on May 30, 2006 21:39:12 GMT -5
Envy woke with a start as Wrath and Lust both moved. Jaws opened in a puppy yawn as his paws scraped at the ground. Slowly his bpdy moved towards a teat he had yet to claim as his own. More in likely he would be forced from it but no one could really tell. Gums wrapped around a teat and the little multicolored male pup suckled, little paws still moving even as he did so.
((evil little post!))
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Post by .Tourniquet. on Jun 1, 2006 13:43:12 GMT -5
The pups have softened Tourniquet’s heart for now, but when they get bigger she’ll be back to her normal, bitchy self. But for now, she closed her eyes as tight as possible then relaxed them to a still closed lid. She couldn’t sleep.
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Lust, on the other hand, was sleeping peacefully. She dreamt about her being older and being able to see herself for the first time. She imagined herself being a pure white wolf with crystal blue eyes. She thought her personality would be that of a shaman, and quiet and always willing to help out others. Little did she know that when she got older, she’ll be pitch black with dark, midnight blue eyes and bad to the bone with help from her mother. But for now, all she could do is dream peacefully.
.ooc. Okay, since none of us really know what to post for whelps that can’t hear or see and are completely helpless, I’ve decided that the pups will post one more time. Then they will be about a week old and to speed things up a bit, by then they’ll be able to walk, talk, hear, and see. We’ll say that by then they’ll be…two or three weeks old. But they’ll have to be like that for a month or two our time. Then they will be young adults, when they will finally meet their father. Tourniquet will drop off Wrath with him, Lust will stay with Tourniquet, and I don’t know where Envy will go yet.
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Post by Wrath on Jun 1, 2006 18:54:16 GMT -5
OOC| Sounds good Tournie.
BIC| Incoherent thoughts once more drifted through his mind, the kind of babble that only an infant understood. Was this all life had to offer? Sleeping and eating. He had spent nine weeks of his life trying to get out, and now all of he sudden he would have much preferred to return to the womb. At least it was warm in there! And safe. Out here it was freezing cold away from mother, and everywhere he turned a limb collapsed upon him. Drifting in and out of consciousness thoughts came and went as they pleased. He'd only been alive little over an hour, and yet it felt like he knew the world inside and out. Well - ignorance is bliss.
{Oh so short :3}
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Post by Delgnat on Jun 1, 2006 19:31:02 GMT -5
((Cool))
The little pup let go of the food source, curling into a little ball to try to get some sleep. Almost immedately he was asleep, little side moving uo and down with each breath taken. He could care less what was going on around him now. He had food, semi-warmth that could be better, and a predator free area.
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Post by .Tourniquet. on Jun 8, 2006 17:17:39 GMT -5
.ooc. Okay, since I haven’t posted in four days and I said last weekend they will be able to walk, talk, see and hear, I’ll have them be able to do that in this post. I’m saying that three weeks have passed so they are almost a month old. Terribly sorry for the wait, one more week of school then I’ll be able to roleplay everyday. <3333
.ic.
Three weeks passed, and Tourniquet was still in the den with her pups that were now old enough to walk, see, and hear. Their speech was impressive and already knew the big words that Tourniquet knew herself. She was beginning to grow fond of them, but she knew that she can’t get attached to them. Like that ol’ saying, “One you name it, you become attached to it”. The saying had caught up to the black Chicotah Member and already she regretted it.
The sun rose slowly upon the horizon and she was awake to see it. She wondered when her pups will awake this time—early, late, never—she didn’t know, for all she knew they could be faking. Dead Ted was buried just outside the den, and will be eaten by Tourniquet when the time came for the pups’ first taste of meat which will be regurgitated from her stomach. Instincts from Tourniquet told her to do so, but she didn’t find the idea of throwing up amusing.
Her ears perked as she got up to do just that. Digging up the tiny fetus that never took his first breath was eaten by the black bitch and swallowed in sixty seconds flat. The foxes she had killed when she raided the den were all eaten by her, and she knew that she would have to leave them to hunt soon. The only times she had left was when she went out for water. She didn’t dare to leave them for any more than two minutes. The death of these pups could cause the fall of Delgnat and Tourniquet will be killed off for sure for being so careless with such sacred beings of life. But now, they were sleeping—or awake by now—in the den as Tourniquet approached the mouth of it and lied down next to her “bundles of joy’.
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Post by Wrath on Jun 8, 2006 18:13:31 GMT -5
Sleep was becoming less and less frequent now, instead of awakening only to suckle and then return to its hold - Wrath now lay awake for the better part of the day. For now though, his eyes were closed as paws searched the air - hitting ground invisible to all but his minds eye. The dreams that came to him were less prophetic now, and more like a normal little boys should be. Well ... if anyone could assume the child of hate to be a normal little boy. Just as the cotton tail of a rabbit was trapped between his jaws, it dissapeared and was replaced with a dim light and a large black figure resettling herself into place. He had woken himself up. Grumbling silently about the loss of the rabbit, he pressed against the ground and pulled himself up to his full height of about eleven inches.
Stretching a bit, rump hit the ground as he stared about wildly. Gaze landed on Envy first, and a little groan escaped him. In his sleep Wrath had dreamed the little mutt out of existence, obviously a truth that dreams just don't come true. Lust hit his site next, causing eyes to roll in their sockets. Wrath had obviously been jipped when the drawing for siblings had been made - as his were the worst ever. As soon as mother lets me out of here, I'm gone from these two jokers for good. Speaking of mother, navy gaze drifted to the teats that had fed him for the better part of a month. Now though ... they just didn't look appetizing. Recently pain had been about in every part of his mouth, and the strange urge to chew on everything had become more and more frequent.
The pain was absent now, and when he bit into something strange dents appeared that had never been there before. He had passed it off as some sort of miracle of life, and so it had been exiled from his mind. "Food." He suddenly said allowed, probably rousing both siblings with this little outburst - but pups did sleep like ... well pups. As if clarifying his rumbling of stomach he added in a demanding way, "Now." Sure he could use proper sentences and grammar, but who really cared about that? He was a wolf bred for destruction (Though that little fact he did not know about) not a damn school teacher!
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Post by Delgnat on Jun 8, 2006 18:22:20 GMT -5
His mind had become filled with more thoughts than just sleep and eat and sleep again. Even the tiniest thing drew his attnetion from what he was previously doing. Little tail brushed agaist his nose, rousing the rult of the littler from his dream of rabbits, pups, and adventure. Nose twitched slightly as the scent of his mother became fresh again. Envy drew his head up, letting out a large yawn and stretching his front legs foreward.
Eyes looked at Wrath at first like he was something new then smiled and wagged his tail. Leaping up onto his paws, staggering a bit form getting up too quickly, and shaking his head the multicolored male bounded close to Wrath, tail wagging. Head cocked to the side as his oldest brother demanded food. He didn't know why but Wrath was always different than him.
Eyes went to their mother, large puppy eyes holding a bit of confusion within them. She had a scent on her the pup kept forgetting. It was like death, even though he wouldn't know that yet. It was just a strange scent that confused him. "Food?" he asked, more politely than Wrath did.
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