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 Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 6:56 am
Kids....he had kids. A sad fact that Tabansi never, not once, thought he would face. He had been careful, as careful as a wolf could get but...he never thought a mistake could be made. HE was having pups! At his age to boot.... no not having them.
Had them.
For a while now.
Gerda had popped out four and it did nothing more then to freak him out. He didn't want a relationship and he certainly didn't want four little balls of fluff trying to sucker him into having one with their mother. He detested Gerda, would never be with her. Would never WANT her now that she had gotten older. She just wasn't his.....taste anymore. Sure, he would still use the muted femme as any self respecting male would, but beyond THAT use (which was seldom since he wasn't all that interested) Tabansi let her slip under the radar. But, now puppies were in the picture. HIS puppies. Little monsters that bore markings like him and a pelt like him and it just...it just...
made him sick to his stomach.
So here is where he stayed. As often as he could away from the puppies, away from Gerda, even away from other members of the pack. He knew Ziva was probably nearby, she was often seen at the dunes, but for the most part he was all alone. Left with his own solitude.
And the ponderance on what the hell he was going to do now.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 10:24 pm
 The only resemblence the young femme had to her father were the dark bars streaking up and down her legs, which she raised high as she trotted through the woods. Gerda wasn't easy to trick -- being mute made her mother keen on other senses, particularly sound. If Piper merely stepped on a twig, the older wolf's ears would swivel and focus in on her. But she'd done it. She'd escaped the confines of her siblings while Abital had Gerda's attention. Now, as she sped from her den, a smirk raised on her lips, her tail coming up high, prideful.
Tabansi didn't stick around. He would come by, now and then, but the pups rarely saw him. Akiva was the little family's alpha...something Piper refused to accept. Akiva wasn't a man. He was a puppy, just like her, with big paws and fluffy fur. Gerda even allowed the little brat to -eat- first, favoring him as if he were a god. The little pup sneered. Like hell he was.
Therefore, Piper was on a search. She, of course, didn't know of the other wolves in the pack, the wolves that spanned the Gommorah territory. She didn't know of Lilith and Karrim. She only knew what she was raised with -- her mother, her sisters, her brother. And Tabansi.
Piper peered through the brush, pausing to listen, pausing to sniff. He sat there, gazing out at the pond with a distant look in his eye. Alone.
Pi didn't have her brother's extreme confidence or Beauty's vanity... But she was a pretty puppy. She prided herself on that. Sure, her coat wasn't pristine and perfect. Even Beauty's wasn't, no matter how much the little princess wanted it to be true. But unlike Beauty, Piper knew how to work her image. She wasn't sure -how- exactly she knew...it was hardwired into her, for some reason. Obviously, the wolven Gods above had given her this gift and she wouldn't let it go to waste.
So she pricked her ears, lowered her tail to a beta's position, and strode forwards to greet her sire.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 3:15 pm
(( XD I love Piper...so much))
At first Tabansi didn't notice the little puppy striding up towards him. Perhaps it was his old age and decaying hearing that came with, or maybe it was because this little lady was being particularly quiet. Who knew really. It could go either way. The big factor was that the blue wolf was lost in thought, mulling over distant memories and actions that should have never been taken. He was confused, conflicted, torn between doing what was right (something he often wanted to do but seldom did) and running as far as his great paws would carry him.
But, where would he go?
He was already ostracized from his former pack and if had not been for Gomorrah then he would be left to wonder from land to land. At this age he shouldn't go jumping into the unknown anytime soon. He would stay. Stay and hope the puppies stayed out of his way and Gerda could raise them all on her own. Yes, that would be....perfect. What use was he anyway, or her to him. He had gotten all that he wanted out of her.
It was then that he finally tilted his head and spotted the small movement nearby. An ear pivoted in her direction before his eyes followed suit. What's this now? A low noncommital sound errupted from his throat as he tried to figure out what she even wanted.
"Errr.......yes?" he said, a bit startled by her presence.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 8:56 pm
She approached him from the side, her neck stretched out, and still, he looked like he'd seen a ghost. The look in his eye was one like Gerda's, when she couldn't find one of the pups -- normally the treasure-hunting Abital who would come home with something shiny or equally strange.
Once before him, she cocked her head to one side and sat down promptly on her haunches. "You're my father. Am I correct?" Not waiting for him to aknowledge the fact, she pressed on, waving a paw in the air for emphasis. "And therefore, what are you doing? I can understand staying away from her, but she doesn't wander from the den for the most part. You don't have to come all the way out here!"
Again she was on her feet, looking him up and down while the tip of her tail wiggled slightly. Her golden eyes narrowed. "She lets your son do anything. She treats him like an alpha, but he's only a puppy. She's a coward and won't take the pressure... I don't blame you for leaving her," she huffed and her throat rumbled in a soft growl as she waited expectedly for him to speak.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 10:03 am
"Of course I am...why wouldn't I be," he said, sharply. Not enough to cut glass, but the tone was not to be mistaken.
He did not want this conversation to be had.
As she continued to speak he frowned. What was he doing? Well what was he SUPPOSED to do? Play the happy father figure and embrace the b*****d pups he never wanted? Perhaps he should take their mother as his true mate and then they could all live like one big happy family in a pack where sin was in and chivalry was dead.
He didn't think so.
"If you've come here to teach me manners or a less-..." he stop and quirked brows at her next spoken words. Oh she did have a point there. He had noticed Gerda exalting Akiva as some sort of godsend...some sort of wolf Messiah that was going to make all her problems ago away. He inwardly snorted at the thought.
"Oh you don't do you?" He said, now growing amused at his own daughter's spunk.
Surely she had got that from his side.
"Then do you blame me for abandoning you and your siblings as well?" He quipped.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 12:18 pm
Piper could feel the burn of spite in his voice and she had to try her best to stare at him and not let it seem like it affected her. When, in truth, she didn't know why he'd left -- if it had been Gerda, or perhaps them, that he didn't want. But she wasn't quite sure she wanted to know, if it ended up that Tabansi wanted nothing to do with his children because they merely lived.
Finally, she snorted and shook her head. "I don't blame you...not for abadoning my siblings, anyhow. We're not too close." She lifted a lip at Abital's greed and Beauty's vanity. Even Akiva was a prideful puppy. Luckily, Piper hadnt been touched by the sins, which she felt lucky for.
She puffed her chest out and tilted her head back with a smirk. "I'm not asking you to return to them...father. I'm merely asking to be released from their idiocy. Perhaps we could build a little pack all our own...? Right here."
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 8:11 am
Tabansi's eyes ticked from the pup and beyond, hoping that someone might save him from this folly. The fox that often haunted him, Folade, perhaps she was around here somewhere. Briefly he thought about calling her over, perhaps she would entertain this pup long enough for him to make an escape. But that seemed trivial, and the more he chatted with this little femme the more he realized she was not likely to fall for that little scheme.
"Oh? A pack all of our own?" he asked, actually interested now in what she was saying, the statement taking him off guard.
Why did she like him so much. He hadn't been there for her or their mother. And wasn't that the very backbone of a distanced relationship between offspring and sire. Shouldn't she bet hating his guts by now and begging him to return to her mother? Curious and Curiouser...
"I'm too old," he said simply," Besides, who will the other alpha be? Let me guess, a mate named...Gerda?' he added with a hint of disgust.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 10:31 pm
The little she-pup watched him with careful eyes. She could feel his uncertainty about her hunting him down. Of course he'd be wary -- what child in their right mind would stake out to find their fly-by-night sire? Piper, obviously.
He wanted her to leave him alone. She caught that from the way he glanced through the forest, nerves causing his pupils to dart around. Well, he'd just have to deal, because she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
"You're not old," she purred, hopping to her feet and edging closer, lowering her head to lick at his muzzle briefly, shocked at the disgust in his next words. Not at the disgust, but the fact that he thought she'd want him back with her.
"Not Gerda..." Piper's tone was skeptical. "She doesn't have the spine. She's an underling, a step above the lowly omega, but for no reason." Besides. She had her darling Akiva...and she sure as hell didn't want Tabansi back. That her daughter was certain of.
The little femme's lips raised in a soft scowl. And even if she did want him back...she wouldn't get him. "Tabansi," she murmured with a grin. "Father. I'm growing up fast. I'll be the other alpha." Of course, not his mate, as she was his daughter, but she'd be willing to put her paw down on a small patch of territory with him.
To be equal...
And beside him. The young wolf's heart flipped at the thought. Him...
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 8:04 pm
He was uncomfortable. That was evident in not only his words, but by the way he constantly shifted his weight from one side to the other. By his need to paw at the earth, shifting the dirt around in an attempt to dirty his nails or mush the grim between his toes. He finally looked back at over at her after avoiding her eye contact for as long a stretch as he possibly could.
"I'm old," he stated, a frown forming across his maw. That was nothing to be ashamed of. It was merely a tone of voice.
At the mention that his "mate", if you could call her that, would not be the other he lifted a brow. As the young pup continued to discount her in every way shape or form the other brow followed suit. In fact the more she talked the more his interest was peaked...perhaps in a more disturbing way then his twisted mind would call into his consciousness.
"The other alpha you say," he mused. His eyes ticked down on her, her form, the fur, the skin.....finally he rested them back on her eyes.
"I'm listening..."
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 9:30 pm
She watched him for a moment, her eyes locked onto his paws shuffling at the ground, digging up earth. Then she threw her head up and bounced to her feet.
"You--" Well...he was older but not old. It's not like he was greying in the muzzle or anything. Yet. Either way... "Well I'm young." And she was; nearly in her prime at half a year, she'd be growing into her paws any day now. And then he'd see. She wouldn't be just another 'puppy' but a dashing, attractive young adult.
And a future alpha.
She felt him look her up and down, puffing her chest out and raising a forepaw as he did so. It felt good to be admired. It fell damn good. She let a grin rise on her maw.
"Yes. We could leave now -- today, even! -- and stake out some land. We could gather a few followers and be on our way." She paused, as if what she said made no sense.
Perhaps he didn't want to leave. If that was his hesitation...
"Or perhaps we could talk Lilith into stepping down. We can take Gomorrah together, right? ...Father?"
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