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 Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 6:54 pm
Gaara watches his sons while nodding. Freniere was so much like his mother...and so was Aito. But Aito...at first he was shy and now he was demanding things..throwing a fit...if he was anything like him...he would probably soon go into a rage..."I hope that is not true.." he says more to himself than to anybody.
Aito was...to put a word on it...pissed. He wasn't going to move, but he Wanted his goddamned brother! He jumps up then comes back down hard and snarls, his eyes practically flashing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:16 pm
Akasha watched her boys with love. This is exactly how she expected them to be. Purring she licked Gaara. "They are beautiful... arn't they..." Looking at Freniere she was thinking twice about not loving them. She was drawn to her little prince and she smiled.
Freniere smirked as held his position, only cocking an eyebrow. He wasn't about to throw a fit if his brother wouldn't come to him. He could wait... but he didn't think Aito could.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:39 pm
He had doubts. Freniere was at least..manageable, even if only a little. but Aito was...out of control. He looks down at his bitten paws. They didn't hurt, but they had somewhat hurt him emotionally. "Yes...beautiful..." he says before getting impatient with Aito. Getting up, he walks over to his son and grabs him roughly by the Scruff, carrying him over to Freniere.
Aito Snarls his most ferocious little snarl yet. How dare his father move him? Swinging back and forth, he attempts to maul his father the best he could. However, as he gets closer to his brother, he calms down, but not enough to stop snarling and baring his fangs. How he loathed his father...this...MALE now. He'd much rather have had even his mother pick him up. Without noticing, in his anger, granules of sand start to rise from the ground, but not enough to be noticeable by the pissed-off cub.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 10:19 pm
Freniere smirked as he had won. Growling with impatience now he started jumping on his hind feet to grab his brother. He wanted to beat him in something else. He also scoffed at this male that was claimed to be their father but he hadn't done anything quite as stupid as this. Him and Aito could have stood off for a while.
Akasha looked to Gaara. "Let's bring them to lie down. They have been traveling all day." Standing up she grabbed her brat prince and laid down in the shallow of rose petals. Her son has a looked of anger on his face as he had been pulled away from playing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 10:48 pm
Aito Snarls as he is put down and swipes at Gaara's muzzle, little claws extended. He races away the best he can and Approaches his brother, his play-snarl rising from his throat and the fur on his body standing on end in false intimidation.
Gaara sighs as pinpricks of blood appear on his nose. he was losing patience and fast. Lying down next to Akasha he begins to wonder. "Am i not good enough for them?" he asks her delicately. True, he wasn't as..stern as he should probably be, but how would he know? he never had a father. He could feel himself getting sadder and sadder../he just wanted his sons to at least like him...
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 4:07 pm
"Children, that's enough. Come lay down." She intrusted, a light hiss in her tone as she glared at her children. Licking Gaara she hoped he would find his place sooner... she planed on leavin Aito to him. She couldn't raise TWO princes...
After Freniere had escaped laying down between his mother and 'father' he was about to claw at Aito when his mother glared at him. "Come on Aito." He growled and lowered his head and tail as he sulked to their parents.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2007 10:00 pm
Aito, however, stayed where he was. No one would boss him, not even his mother. They were all below him, except for his brother, of course. Snarling, the fur along his back standing on end, and his fangs bared, he backs away from his parents.
That was the last straw. Getting up, Gaara walks over to his son quickly, but not as quick as his sand. The sand slinks along the floor and grabs the cub by the paws, cementing him down as Gaara approaches. Reaching him, he lays a paw on his son's back, forcing him down. "Now you will listen, and you will listen very carefully." he snarls. "When i tell you something, i expect you to DO IT! I am not afraid of you, and i never will be." as he talks, the sand around Aito's paws clench tighter, and the sand was starting to cover the rest of his little body. He knew this could hurt the cub, but he didn't know any other way...
Aito Wasn't scared...at first. Sure, he was being yelled at, but it isn't until the sand started to hurt that he stops snarling, cowers and whimpers. Maybe his father WAS someone to respect after all...but...was he really intending to hurt HIM?
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 9:08 am
Akasha watched with Freniere beside here. She had expected something like this to happen. "Now Freniere, as long as you listen you will never have to have that happen to you..." She said in a whisper as she didn't want Gaara distracted. If that was his way of punishing his cub then let him do so.
Freniere sat and stared. He was frightened but he wasn't enjoying it either. He had told Aito to follow him over to their mother but he wasn't listening. He simply watched now as a witness to his punishment. The world was ruled by fear... and his mother was the queen of that fear.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 9:35 pm
((gah, sorry))
Gaara stares at his son for a good long while, then looks over to Akasha and Freniere. The thoughts going through his mind made him sad, but they were...plausible. but he couldn't do this...He loved both his sons...but they both possibly hated or loathed him. if he was too nice..they'd walk all over him. Too mean and...he didn't want to think about what their bodies would be like after he got through with them...but he was at the end of his rope now...
Aito cowers in fear, struggling to get away from the sand. using his own hint of powers, he manages to loosen some of the sand and get away, running towards his brother, whimpering a little, but continuing to snarl. Reaching his brother, he leans against him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 11:25 pm
"They will learn..." Akasha whispered into Gaara's ear as she went to him and walked around him. "They will appreciate their father's strength and possible cruelty." She said with a smirk and licked his cheek. "Gaara... darling, my king.... maybe they just need to be left alone for a while?" She asked wondering what he thought.
Freniere glared at his father but sighed slightly. "Told ya so..." He murmered to his brother as he shifted in the rose petals, causing his little crown to jiggle evilly. "Com'on.... lets get outta here." He said in Aito's mind to keep from his parents from hearing. Getting up after he shook off his crown behind a little mound of flower petals he jumped behind a rock and dove out a tiny hole.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 12:15 pm
(Timeskip to middle of the night)
He awakes with a start. he Knew what he had to do. Looking over at Akasha, he winces at the thought of leaving her...his first friend...the mother of his first sons. But it absolutely had to be done. Getting up slowly, Gaara pads over to where his sons sleep curled together and gently picks up Aito. But he would not leave Freniere without a little something...he slowly makes the sand rise and form into a small blood-red jewel and places it into the center of his crown. walking away, the sand forms into a rose and makes its way towards Akasha. Looking back, Gaara feels a pain in his heart, but he knows he..might be able to see her again...even if it takes forever. As he Exits the Cave, a small mewl from Aito comforts him. He would not be alone. He has his son. And more importantly, he has a small family.
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