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It had been eight long weeks. Eight weeks of puppies. Luckily, only five weeks of breast-feeding the little buggers. Their teeth hurt the nipples. They were like little parasites...

But they were her parasites.

Piper felt a swell of pride as she watched them play. Her tail thumped the ground every time they would look her way. Is this how Gerda had felt, raising Piper and her siblings? That feeling of accomplishment and love, mixed into one, whenever her pups looked at her?

She felt a frown rise upon her muzzle. She hadn't seen Gerda in weeks. She didn't hate her as much as she used to; perhaps Hurricane and his love for his mother had something to do with that. She wasn't sure. Gerda didn't belong in Gomorrah, but Piper couldn't find it in her heart to exile her own mother during her pregnancy. She blamed the hormones. Still, it should've been easy after the pups were born.

But there was no sign of Gerda. Or Beauty or Akiva. Just Abital, and even she was scarce. Piper hoped with all of her heart that she could bring Gomorrah back to life with this new swell of puppies.

But if she couldn't, that was ok too. She settled back to watch them play.

Hurricane couldn't help but swell with pride each day his children grew stronger and stronger. He'd never been blessed with something this great in his entire life. And after his 'accident' he didn't think he ever would.

He gimped over to Piper and sat down tucking his scared leg below his body- as if somehow trying to protect it from the little imps that ran to and fro infront of him. He was quite glad though that none of them had turned out anywhere close to his family- expecially Tornado. A smile spread over his maw as a wave of relaxation rushed over him. Finally nothing to worry about.

Moscow let out a little growl from his maw as he lept forth pouncing on something he could only see. His tail was half cocked but not nearly as high as his mothers and fathers. He was brave and true but never really desired to rule over anyone or have peons below him. It would ruin his adventerous and fast moving spirit to have anything slow him down- like a pack.

He then took another hop and lifted up his paw. 'Darn....missed it again.' he thought and went to bounding around again. That was until his brother seamed to have snuck up scaring the bajeepers out of him. He rose in the air with a slight yelp then rolled onto his back by pure accident.

The female was not as easy going as her littermates. She was a little more.. tempered.
Born with a mentality that her mother could do no wrong, she too soon took after the older female.

Her eyes were dull as she watched the others without interest. They just seemed to bore her and she wasnt sure why. She loved her family.. but she wanted to achieve greatness.
Greatness did not associate with weakness..
And she saw some of her littermates as weak. She wasnt sure how her mother could have weaker pups..
But even if they were strong, and proud... They didnt show it, which was just as bad.

Rumor enjoyed throwing her weight around. She enjoyed feeling dominant to others, after all..One day she would lead her own pack if she had any say in it.

Her eyes darted and watched her family once more, a sigh escaping her maw.

Moscow darted around Squall for a little bit joining in the happy puppy laughter. But something in the trees seamed to catch his eyes again. It darted from left to right then back again moving as Moscow moved his head. But then his attention turned back to Piper and Hurricane who seamed to be standing proud watching the brood. With a yip he dashed past his other siblings bumping Rumor on his way to his mothers larger paws.

Rumor didnt like being bumped, and squealed backwards. When she was safe enough away, she growled at Moscow.

"Moscow! WATCH WHERE YOU ARE GOING." SHe yelled, clearly not amused.
She was protective of her family, but she would abuse them at her own will.
Rumor was odd, and clearly a strong willed pup. But she had alot of potential for greater things...at least..she though so anyway.

Moscow just stuck out his tounge from under Pipers large frame. "You won't be so tough when I get big...I'll send the 'thing' after you." He growled at her trying to frighten her with something that he clearly could see more often then not. Like he had a special power brewing within his tiny chest. "Yea it'll come after you." He called again- not even sure how to control the wind they swept threw the trees.