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 Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 5:39 pm
Xavierie watched with more care than usual as the trio of puppies -- the twins, Rebel and Dixie, and the little oddball he'd named Voirey -- bounded through the melting snow with yips and yaps, their tails wagging as they bounced away from one another. They were a beautiful blend of both himself (even though it was hard to admit that someone like him was beautiful!) and their mother, Jayel, his best friend in all of Telk...
He himself was a big wolf, larger than his parents, with a gaudy yellow coat that shone in the sunlight like yellow chrome. His daughter had called him a 'bright star' -- which had pleased this wolf to no end. Even though he didn't love their mother the way Jayel deserved to be loved, and the pups seemed to notice this, didn't mean he didn't love his children.
He just didn't want them to grow up thinking that friendship between mother-and-father was a good substitute for all-out adoration and love. Love...Jayel deserved love. She just wouldn't find it with him...
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 5:48 pm
It hurt that Jayel couldn't find love for herself. She wanted so badly to love Xav, and she did at one point. Part of her still did. She'd known him forever and ever and had puppies with him, but he was completely gay. Their pups weren't.. supposed to happen and she often watched them with detached feelings. They weren't born out of love; not the kind of love children deserved to be born out of, but both of their parents loved them, they all knew this.
Watching them play in the snow for their first winter of their lives, she wished she could join the fun. But, she was thinking about leaving again. She'd been in this pack for so long; too long. She was a gypsy, like her mother, and she needed to travel. Jayel sometimes felt trapped here. Of course she knew it wasn't the case, but it felt that way.
Laying on a log that was sticking out of the snow and sighed, brows knitting together. Somehow she had a feeling that Xavii was going to confront her. He had a knack for picking up on her emotions.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 5:54 pm
Xavi lay his head on his big paws, smiling as Voirey wiggled up and planted herself on her back, submissive to a T. Just like Jayel... Would she grow up to be a wanderer like her mother, or a family man like him? He'd felt it--the growing unease between he and Jayel for the past few weeks, the weeks where they should've been close, close for the kids... She was going to leave the safety of Gomorrah, talk about a gut-feeling.
And to be brutally honest, the idea of his best friend leaving tore him up inside, though Xavierie wouldn't show it to anyone but her. It was her life and if she didn't feel comfortable in a pack, who was he to tell her if she had to stay or go. It was her choice.
As the pups settled down in the den for a nap, Xavi stood with a stretch, feeling his muscles revolt, and then padded slowly over to Jay. He pushed his muzzle into her ruff and breathed her in, knowing what he already knew. "You a'right?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:53 pm
When he pushed his muzzle against her, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Somehow, physical comfort always went a long way with her. She craved it; found it comforting, loving, safe... She'd never been shown anything but kindness to anyone, so she was naive in the fact she thought all touch was good. Oh, she'd seen scars, but she'd licked them too. Her mother had a few scars that she helped nurse before her father and mother split.
Both of them were kind and gentle, much like the wolfess. ".......Thinking, obviously," she said. She managed to get her voice to that light and airy, uncaring tone it usually took on. ".....It's almost time for me to go, Xavii...."
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 7:46 pm
Xavi's heart twisted at her words... Sure, he'd seen them coming, he felt the difference in her. Didn't mean it hurt any less. He forced a brave smile and nuzzled closer. Then he took a deep breath. "I know... I mean, I've known for awhile, yanno... It's just..."
He paused to contemplate and was quiet for several minutes before he sat down, rump hitting the ground and his tail was motionless. "It's gonna hurt to lose my best friend, that's all. Are you..." He paused, ears pulling back. "Taking the little ones, or leaving them with me." He would let them go, of course, if that's what she wished... Yet... He didn't want to be all alone.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 7:59 pm
She wasn't asleep, not at all. Little Voirey was the smallest, the runt of the litter -- her siblings, the twins, had somehow gotten more nutrients growing up and dwarfed her by...well, alot, but it wasn't anything to be ashamed of. With deep gold eyes, she watched her parents as they talked, their ears docking showing her that something was definitely -off-.
Sure, Daddy loved them. And Mommy loved Daddy...but did Daddy love Mommy back? Her own ears fell back, curling her tail tightly between her thighs as she shifted position. Was Daddy going to leave them? Was that why he looked so sad?
Nosing Dixie (or was it Rebel?) she nodded towards their parents. "Whatchoo think they're talking about?" she whispered softly, her voice a gentle carress. She snuggled closer to her sibling, wishing for contact, wishing to feel better.
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