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 Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:39 pm
Time seemed to slip by so quickly, like a wisp of smoke swept away in the winds. Not long ago, Liriel had been reasonably happy in her new home...that is, until the plague came over her. At least, that's what she had called it.
At first she had been proud, brimming with pride at carrying what she thought was her alpha's brood, the one male she had lusted after more than power..but not once she realized that her strength and hardiness were fading away as quickly as her belly grew. She had been hiding away in her den in shame and anger once she began having trouble walking normally from the seemingly huge mass of pups within her. She lashed out in rage at any inferior wolf that happened by her lair, the back of her mind fearing any wolf getting close enough to see her so vulnerable.
But now..her mind was a whirlwind of malice and blinding pain as she realized fully how helpless she now truly was. Her? Helpless?? Powerless? Her teeth gnashed toward her belly in futile anger, fur bristled and body tense as the first pains of labor lashed up her back and across her belly. Her agony eclipsed her hateful thoughts as she surrendered herself to fate, for she knew that no help would come from her pack mates, especially if they were anything like herself...
(about now I'd like to have Cay pop in..then for ze puppies! whee )
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 10:58 pm
(Reserved for Cay's response, when Ani gets back. We'll assume he's just watching from outside, safely out of biting range of Liriel..xD)
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 9:54 am
 Warmth and darkness were what she knew first, and nothing at first of the hatred the vessel she had been carried in held for her very charges. Meager squeals escaped her parting lips, newly formed limbs with the strength of twigs weakly scrabbling to find the source of the warmth again as she slid out of the womb, blind and helpless. Hunger, thirst, anxiety for the return of safety she had once been held in, the pup followed her nose and poked about the nearest body, barely registering how stiff it was held as her cold snout led her to the wellspring of milk awaiting. Love, unabounding love for this creature whom birthed her, flowed through the little one's body, warming her core, yet fear chilled it from the outside despite the summer temperature.
Danger. There was danger somewhere here, but she could not place it. More fear poured to the soles of her paws, and more squeals erupted from her as she sought purchase within the vessel's stomach. Anger. What was wrong? Her piteous yips increased in volume, fragile lungs forced to expand so quickly out of the womb into frightened sounds.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:09 am
Some primal reflex pulled her maw to the new pup, cleaning the blood and membranes away from the little one's nose and maw with a gentleness that otherwise did not exist in the female. But when she opened her eyes..
Terror.
Utter and complete terror swept through her, hitting her like shell shock. She could not hear anything but the pounding of of her pulse in her ears. Her body felt leaden and cold as she stared at the coloring of the little female before her.
This pup was no whelp of Chernabog's, that much was already clear. The coloring of this little one was far too bright to have possibly come from either her or Chernabog..no, this looked suspiciously like the work of her charge, Caydenn.
Eyes narrowed as she stared at the pup, mentally calculating how many more could possibly still be left within her. Oh how she wished she could kill them all before anyone in the pack knew that they existed..but she was too weak. She would never be able to find her strength fast enough to dispose of all the bodies outside of pack territory before another wolf found her, and there was no way she could eat them all at once, either. No..she was stuck with these little monsters, but she would be damned if their father wasn't going to suffer for what he had done.
Her broken hopes and aspirations all came crashing down upon her like a hail of stones. She would never become the Lady at Chernabog's side, and it was unlikely that Moghedien would ever let her hear the end of her failure.
A single, vengeful howl escaped her maw, mingled with pain and the sound of a broken spirit as Liriel finally lay her head down to the earth. She closed her eyes and bitterly wished for death as the next pains of labor shuddered through her body, though a nagging voice in the back of her mind was convinced that she was already dead, and that this failed existence was her hell.
(I apologize in advance for the emo, but...she really is..xD )
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 10:37 am
 Cassius tore from his mothers womb with ferocity and a passion for life. The moment he could he started to gulp down the air and expose his tiny sharp fangs. He wriggled close to the warmth his tiny nose snuffling and still wet. If he could have summoned a growl he might have but as it was he was single minded in getting food and drying himself for this harsh new world was not at all to his liking. The scent of his mother finally reached him and he butted himself against her.
His nose caught another, a sibling? He growled warningly and quickly latched himself onto his mother, of course he viewed her as a source of warmth and nourishment the only reason he felt really attached for now.
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