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 Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 9:43 am
((This will be a birthing rp for not only Ryu'Rage's cubs, but Nix'Annada's as well. Both are bringing new life to the pridelands.This is an open rp to Mimi, Dusty, Wu, Ron, Bane and Split. Mimi, Dusty, Wu, Ron and Bane, you guys can join is as soon as your baby is born <3, please post with them here at least once and then you can have them rp within the pridelands <3))
It was time, she knew it, but never felt it before. It was new, these sensations rippling through her abdomen, and the goddess of lightning curled up within the den, safe from the outside. That damned God turned tail and disappeared the morning after, how could she be so stupid, what would come of this? What would Mrost say if he found out, when he'd find out...she knew he would.
Everything was changing, for her and her sister, but they would be together, be safe.
"Nix?" she was in pain, a pain she had known only once before and for a brief time, this was worse though, that goddess perhaps was right..justice, what justice was this? Ryu'Rage hobbled into the den and flopped onto the ground a few feet from her sister who seemed to be in the same amount of pain as she was in, and it hurt, damn it hurt.
She snarled to herself and curled up, sensations rippling through her body, making her cringe, it'd be over soon enough...it'd be over, and new things would begin.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 1:24 pm
Painful cries echoed through the den as both sister's writhed in pain. Ryu'Rage would find and kill that male, oh she would so kill that male if she ever found him again. Her limbs trembled as pain after pain flooded her body, she felt as if she was hanging between life and fantasy, everything seemed to be in a fog. Only tiny souls, new to this world brought her in and out of consciousness.
Her first born, her first son brought into this world was a small wriggling ball of blackness, mewling quietly, and content to be placed at his mother's side. He wanted her attention, snuggled up to her side, and wished to be loved. His eyes not open yet, his mother would soon find out that they were he same tone as her own, and he would feel even closer to her. Pawing at her side, he mewled until his mouth found nourishment he sought.
He was a difficult child, even from this beginning. His mother felt a sharpness in her side as this life was brought into the world. Wriggling in despair from the lack of warmth, the boy that adorned the curse mark upon his shoulder shoved at his brother's side, trying to be tougher, stronger. He wanted to be the best he could, not have this other get in his way.
Her first born daughter of this litter, the second of her blood. The twin to the writing and unhappy ball of flesh at her mother's side she curled next to feeling comfort in being beside her other half, something told her, pulled herself to his being. inseparable, and she had a strong kick and sharp fangs.
Rage felt more horrid pangs of pain bolt through her veins, she felt as if caught in a nightmare, her right paw reaching out for Nix's, needing some contact, some type of soothing voice, two other lives were born,
a pale female, that, Ryu'Rage was glad did not bear the curse mark as the twins had, and a crimson female that
had wings on her pelt as if she was an immortal. Rage nestled them all to her side, felt tired, exhausted, her paw still on her sister's, silver hues searching the darkness to make sure Nix was alright.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 1:31 pm
Nix'Annada had never known this type of pain before, adn it tore through her like a bolt of lightning causes spit fires in her nerves. She clutched and refused to let go of her sister's paw through all the pain, and after the first fire had seemed to die down for a mere moment in time, her blue hues settled on a form the color of Rage's first born son, through wings adorned his back and forelegs.
Something seemed familiar, not this mess, this cold, but those that were within his reach. he felt a nudge, and the heat of another close by, mewling her reached out with his paws, though snuggled against his mother's side, for the moment alone by himself content, vague dreams and memories mixing in his mind.
Another screech and a white figure was born into the world, horns atop her head, a light in the darkness. Brightness and heat then coaxed Nix to look at her second daughter
one Mrost would most likely be proud of, if he did not turn away from Nix for what had happened. Pain after pain flood her body and soon another white male
and a black male she felt a connection to somehow
were nestled at her side. Nix glanced at Rage, kept a tight grip on her sister's paw, and looked between the two, ten new lives into the world.
There new home was sure to be interesting now.
((Now anyone who would like to join in can post :]))
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 1:55 pm
Somehow, he didn't quite feel.. out of place. As much as this was his first moment on earth, it didn't feel odd, like he'd done it before. A strange, de-ja-vu ish feel that he couldn't quite explain.
Then again, not like anyone could expect him to explain anything, afterall, he'd just been born! However, perhaps the feeling of similarity is, in fact, it'd happened before. This wasn't the first time Thunder would touch the earth; he'd been born, died, reborn and died again many times. Perhaps more gods than he felt this way, perhaps not. A figment of his subconscious just seemed.. somehow used to it, however. Of course, he wouldn't remember this feeling for more than a few moments.. new born weren't exactly good with memory, after all. It was perhaps for the best; remembering your own birth must be traumatizing!
For now, however, the small bundle of fur could just wriggle up against his mothers side, somehow not interested just yet in suckling. The first thing he wanted was...
sleep.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 8:50 pm
Sighing in delight, the pure dark, and first born son of the black goddess of Rage nestled himself next to his mother, pawing at her sides. He gave a mewl and pawed, rubbed himself against her warm fur felt the wriggling bodies of his siblings at his side. Though, of course, siblings were an unknown thing to him, all he knew was that something close to him was curled around himself and the other wriggling bodies of fur, and he was content.
Cursed, as he would eventually find out, he and his sister both. With an angry and abrupt squeak he pushed his paws into his mother's side, wriggled himself against the others at his side. He was to be known, be alive, be here, now! See him all! Something was strange, a feeling he had in his tiny body, but on his right was a wriggling ball of fur he would much rather cuddle against then the big thing before him, why? He did not know.
She was just as her brother a twin, the other side of one coin. She sighed and made no sound, perhaps angry at the world, perhaps not knowing what noise to create. The nestling of her brother of fur and fuzz against her side calmed her mind, and she gave anther silent sigh, curled up next to her brother as well, and felt comfort, completion. Yes, this was how it was supposed to be.
What was this? Something familiar, deja vu. With a huff the black mass of fur and feathers kicked at his mother's side for a moment, then stopped, curled his wings about himself, something seemed familiar, but what? had this happened before? Such fogged images, so fogged and undecipherable. With a deep purr, almost a growl in frustration the first born son of the lightning goddess settled himself at her side. Something else was here, and the young god felt a pull of unknown origin. Hmmm.
He didn't like this, no, not at all, he wanted there to be somethign else, something clearer so he could see and know what was before him, what called to him adn what was telling him to go forth adn seek out what his gut was telling him to have. No, he didn't like his at all, so he pushed and he mewled in frustration. He didn't like this.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 8:08 am
 Nana had fallen asleep outside the den... where she knew her Mommy was. She had settled in rather nicely with her new adoptive family. Her aunty-whom she didn't really know that well and her new Mommy Nix. She stretched her pale pink legs as she heard her Aunty step inside-she turned to watch. BokoBoko stood up slowly and began to groom her fur-glad to be licking at something other than her starving bones. Nix had helped with that. Now... Nana sensed something was amiss and she could her new family talking inside the den. She stood up and padded over, her large feet making her waddle side to side slightly.
She peered inside the cave, a bit nervous to enter... staring in with Teal eyes. "Momma and Aunty?" She asked quietly, her tiny voice lost amist a pur. She could hear strange noises coming from inside and it worried her. "Mommy?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 8:57 pm
Nix'Annada could hear the soft calls of her adoptive daughter Nana, though she saw her as her own cub. She smiled, gave a look around, wondered if it would be proper for Nana to come in so soon. It seemed to be alright, and Nix'Annada spread a wing over her newborn cubs to cover them somewhat, so that she could introduce Nana to her new brothers and sisters.
"Its alright hun, you can come in, but slow short steps, okay?" she called out, taking a deep breath, taking in everything around herself, yes, this was the future now, the future was at her side, and at Rage's side.
Ryu'Rage breathed slow, and lay her head on her paws, peering about she gave a sigh and closed her silver hues once again, feeling the small masses at her side. How had this come to be? no matter, she had to stay strong, stay awake for her children now, though the words, the words of that goddess she had met not long ago rang in her ears, and she shuddered.
Ryu'Rage peered at ehr children again, looked over to Nix, her cubs were half covered by a wing, but she felt a slight pull inside, adn was unsure of the feeling.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 9:07 pm
Curling at his mother's side he pushed against the other forms, but gave into temptation of just laying still, warm, cozy, this felt good. Something big and warm before him, around him, mommy, that had to be it, thats what his instinct spoke to him, and the eldest born of the black god of rage's litter decided he loved his mother so. Unseeing silver hues, just as his mother's stay closed for the time being while his tiny paws and nose searched for the others lingering here, he could sense them, feel them.
Hmm.
Squeaking, he settled himself down again, sighed contently, and waited.
Mewling in an annoed manner he pushed out at hte form next to him that seemed unsettled, moving masses, not the twin before his side, already a connection and pull he felt towards her through some unknown strange power. Power that would eventually grow into something grand. Hmm, he gave a snark, kicked his his white toed paws and settled down again, curling with his sister, his twin, how he was already devoted to her, he was not sure.
Darn fuzzballs, kicking at him.
Mewling softly, as if fading into the darness of their, her home, this home that would soon seem too small and cramped for her liking, she felt content having her twin at her side, though the other masses here, she did not understand. Curling her tiny tny tail about herself blindly she felt ut towards other things, heard other noises, what other strange beings were here besides the furballs at her side?
He had wings, this was the same, but this place, this pull he felt towards another lingering here was the same as well. he wished to push himself up onto his paws and seek out this feeling, but he was held down by another wing, by his mother. He frowned on his tiny face, curling his wings aorund himself for protection, to isolate himself from others here. Something ehre needed him, adn he was the only one who could do it properly, that he knew. But now, but now, too tired to move, though this feeling, voices, so fmailiar...
The thing here that needed him was calling to him from an unknown un-understandable part of himself he did not yet know or understand himself. He did not know hte past, he did not know what was before him, but these smells, this feeling, this pull, what did it mean? He wriggled in frustration, trying to make sense of the jarring ideas.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 7:58 am
Nana felt excitement and fear mix together as she stepped inside the den-placing her paws on the ground one at a time-careful to follow her Mothers words. She blinked over at her Aunty- and then slowly met at her mothers back. The air smelled like life in the cave-and Nana sniffed around-it smelled like more than two family members now. She pressed herself against Nix's back-snuggling against the warmth she was growing to love.
"Mommah... it smells like more in here-more than us... how come?" She asked, her teal eyes gazing up at her mother. Boko had never seen others close to her age-but she would adjust well to being an older sister.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 2:02 pm
Life flooded into Gaius’s lungs, and even as it did he knew it. Air, he’d tasted it before… long ago maybe. Out of place too, this time. He batted his paws weakly and sneezed, trying to force the idea out of his head. Shouldn’t have been borne. It repeated in his head until it was a mantra. Why do I exist?
Tremors, and weakly he mewed. Mother was nearby, and nervously he wriggled in attempt to hide. She knew. She had to know. He could feel it. They all knew it. They all knew it, they all-
“Relax, relax.” The familiar voice cooled in his mind. “Life again, don’t you feel it?”
Unable to speak just yet, he buried his head beneath one of his siblings.
“Breathe. Shouldn’t be long now. There now, love.” The sardonic voice slid across his mind. Gaius mewled and snorted, but about as quickly, he was sound asleep- the voice of his own mind quietly soothing.
In a matter of her birth, Ein was something far different. She came into the world mewling and flailing with stubby paws. The last from her god-mother’s womb, and she knew it. There was a coldness. Her claws flailed- but not long after, Rage was quieting her. Somewhat content by this, she kicked her feet and quietly considered it all, as much as a frantic mind newborne could. Hungry. Yes, that’d do for now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 8:47 pm
Nix'Annada smiled in Nana's direction, licked the tops of each of her children's heads again and made sure they were cleaned up a bit more, there, that'd do for the first meeting with their big sister. Nix's eyes searched out Nana's as she called to her softly, "That's because you have new little brothers and sister's, and cousins little love, come, but shhh, they are so tired," right my darlings? Nix asked them within her mind.
Yes, they seemed so tired still.
Names were floating about her head and she smiled, one by one they would each have their names soon enough, but today, perhaps not today, though her darkest black son had a name so fitting, it could not wait in her mind, Daemonascus, have you come back to her afterall? she questioned internally. Had her sister's pain finally be put to rest? Well, she'd see in the future, even so, it'd be an awkward moment.
Ryu'Rage curled around her children so, cousins? yes, that was true. The adoptive daughter of Nix would have an even larger family now. Something about that type of relationship brought forth vague figures of three that looked the same, though for some reason Rage knew their blood was not the same as hers or each other's.
Mimicking Nix's actions Ryu'rage licked at her cubs once again to clean them up moreso though the wriggling balls of fur seemed to protest already, wriggling and pawing, but she smiled tenderly, something had come forth in this life, she had given a gift to these cubs, though the marks on the twins she knew, was not a gift, but a curse.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 8:57 pm
Something against his side, if his blue eyes could see it would be his white pelted brother who was pure in color just as himself, though of the opposite, the complete opposite. Though he was arrogance, nothing of that sort of feeling crept its way in here, into this place, thus the dark ball of fluff reached out to his brother, as if to calm him if he truly knew his white pelted brother's uncertainty. Warmth against his side, the pull again from another here, he felt it, wondered what it meant, though a soft voice too, not as 'old' or 'deep' as his mother or the one he felt a pull from, but someone near, but who?
Her, it had to be a her, something in his mind was shadowed and vague but it looked female, felt like the warmth and had the smile a female would have, but how did he know, how did he know female from male without knowing what was before him in darkness, how could he know without opening up his eyes? He was terribly confused and merely moments after given life.
Again, again this thing upon his head and sides! How dare this thing touch him, he was fine, perfectly fine and content where he was nestled snugly against his twin's side, he didn't know she was his twin with his eyes, but another feeling, another power he still did not understand, would no understand yet. Huffing and batting at this thing that wanted to touch him he curled closer to his sister, trying to escape the thing that 'prodded' him so.
A thing again? She sighed, why again, why? She was fine content here with her brother, her other half, her other side. She was fine and dandy adn this thing still pestered them bth, them all,s he could feel it, something deep down that was beginning to brew. Something in her heart and soul towards this thing, reason why, she did not know, but..it felt righ, felt very right to her.
Mhmm, warmth. he mewled and squeaked in delight of the coaxing feeling his mother before him gave him so graciously. Why two of his siblings bunched together so much he did not understand, but a twins bond he would someday understand, but no, not now, not yet. Pawing at his mother's side he squeaked with content when his soft padding gave him what he desired, nourishment, ah yes, food. His mewling went silent as nature took its course.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 8:00 am
Boko took a moment of silence. Brothers and sisters? She was not going to be alone anymore-and now with siblings. This was something new to her-she had a mother and father-and sure-she had to get used to having an aunt-but... siblings. She gazed at her paws quietly, listening to the small noises she was sure-was from her siblings. She was curious to see them.
She stood up and attempted to peek over her Mothers side-but was to small to fully reach. She sat down, her paws on her mothers back-kneading slightly. "C-can I see them Momma?" She said, curious to see her siblings...her younger brothers and sisters. Her teal eyes scanned over to where her aunt was-she had babies too. Cousins.
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 8:38 pm
Ryu'Rage raised her head when she heard the soft voice of Nana again, and she smiled to herself, closing her silver hues just listening to the soft mewls and felt soft kicks at her side. Though her children still seemed to be somewhat awake even after everything they had been through, that was fine, just fine with her. Rage yawned and sighed, resting her head on her paws, draping a wing somewhat over her children, coaxing them into sleep. Though she left them uncovered enough that Nana could see them if she wished, that way Nana would smile and be happy, and meet the new additions of the family.
Nix smiled and laughed softly, licked the top of Nana's head and nodded, turning her eyes to rest on the little cubs with wings at her side. Surely she and rage were bringing this place something new, immortals, and seers, but both new to the world, new to this pace, but this place would be their home now. "Yes darling, but shh, they need to rest to, as well as you, we will surely all be busy later, but I promise you can play with them, and your cousins when they are old enough little one," she mimicked Rage in draping a wing over her children slightly, but not much so Nana could see her new siblings. Yes, this was the beginning of a new chapter for the family.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 8:45 am
Nana peeped around Nix and gazed at the new additions. She looked them all over from where she could see them under her mothers wing. She smiled, they had wings too... so they must be like her Mom... Gods and Goddess's. Though she didn't know totally what that meant in a whole-she was happy that her Mom was happy. She smiled up at her mom, nodded with a grin and went back to her place against her Moms back. She gazed over at her Aunt, spotting the little cousins that were more like her-and she smiled again.
She settled down against her moms warm body, shutting her eyes. She then, made a promise to her new family-silent in her head-but still a promise. I pwomise... that... I will be the bestest sister and cousin evers and I will always protect my new familerly... I promise to be a good girly... for my Old Mommy and Daddy... to make them happies... I will-be the bestest ever...
And with her tiny promise sent to oblivion-she wiggled down and tucked her nose under her paw. Sleep called... and she answered.
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