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 Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 9:36 pm
It was hardly a mixed reaction when the pink healer pulled her head from her den and looked her over. Necrala loathed the female. Her fur too bright, her outlook too cheery, the fact their entire 'relationship' had stemmed from Musketeer getting her pregnant. Were she not in pain as it was the female would have felt nostalgic pain from her delivery of the three pups.
Down to two. Back to three. Her mind noted quickly, ear twitching the way ones would when they heard a particularly loud, jarring or otherwise unpleasant noise as Milanna began her rush to the den.
It would have been easy to start a fight, but her nerves were pulled so taut from both pain and stress she would have the pack on her in minutes. Ducking her head and with a last, wary glance to the masked female she slipped into the dark.
At least it was cool in there.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 8:40 pm
Alas moved after Necrala and then sat down with the female frowning and inspecting her injuries. "Who did this?" She asked softly her nose lightly touching a few of the worst cuts and tears. She was conflicted now, Necrala was Musketeer's beloved certainly, but the female was still a loner, she didn't seem to want anything to do with the family. As much as Alas wanted to use her newfound ability to fully heal Necrala part of her wondered if she shouldn't simply patch her up the old fashioned way. Besides the loving string that had allowed her to heal her family members was a bit weaker tied to Necrala, it would take far more energy. Yet she knew it was energy she would expend, because leaving a part of the family in pain was something Alas wasn't capable of doing no matter how estranged the female was from them.
Musketeer blocked the den entrance with his body and moved to meet Millanna and nuzzle her softly surprised by her new accessories. "Where did you get those?" He asked curiously before smiling and admiring how lovely his daughter looked. Ah it seemed only yesterday she was a tiny pup, and now she was full grown. His heart ached with a combination of love, pride, and protectiveness...and sadness...that Necrala and he couldn't share these feelings or memories.
"Papa.." She smiled and returned his nuzzle before twirling around for him to admire her new trinkets. "I got them from the two leggers papa!" Her voice was breathless with excitement.
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