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 Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:23 pm
Bipolar had been terribly uncertain, even as the puppies slid onto the bloodied concrete and she cleaned them up, one by one. Two girls and a boy, their pelts in radiant colors. She remembered smiling down at them, but hesitating, her visions of death returning for a brief moment and she panicked. She had leapt to her feet and ran out of the den, leaving the still damp puppies alone as she ran to her mate's side in fear.
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Paranoia had been keeping out into the shadows, making sure that even the moonlight could not spot him.. Not that he could see it anyway. But he was waiting to hear the call of his mate which would signal his abillity to return to the den.. But all too soon, he heard someone rushing to where she knew he would be. He knew it was her, he had let her know exactly where he would stay and wait. "Bipolar?'
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She found him easily, her body giving a shudder as she pressed into him, her flanks still damp with blood. "The babies... Make sure they're okay, Para. Please." Her whine rippled up through the silence and she glanced back at the opening of the den. It wasn't safe for them to be so alone in this cold winter air. But until she was certain they were...okay... She didn't want to be back there.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 5:37 pm
He perked his ears, running to ehr side, and burrowing her muzzle within her neck. "What happened Bipolar?" He asked, growing a bit nervous. What had happened to their pups? What had he not been there to protect them, or her. Dashing back to the den, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him, until the scent of the den his his nostrils. He dashed into the den, stopping at the entrance, seeing them move and squirm, and smelling them fully alive. He turned back to Bipolar, confused. "What happened darling?"
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She stood where he left her, shivering as if the cold wind could blow any colder. Her ears were dropped low and her body crouched near the ground, her tail tucked tight between her thighs. "A-Are they okay? Did I hurt them? They squealed..." Her blue gaze glittered with concern as she slowly made her way back to the mouth of the den, reaching out her muzzle and poking the brightest one of them.
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He smiled bitterly, nuzzling his mate as he made his way over to her slowly. "Darling, they are amazing. You did absolutely wonderful. All three are moving and squirming. And if they squeal, its all a sign they are breathing." He said, trying to lick her fears away. He hated that her past haunted her so badly.
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His words eased her fears, her heart slowing down from its racing speed. She glanced between the three wiggling bundles of fur, then at her mate, burrowing her face in his beautiful fur. He of course couldn't see the little ones due to his own past, but she trusted his judgement more than she'd ever trust her own. "I'll be a better mother this time," she whispered, biting back a whine as she slid to shield the babies from the cold. "You'll help me, right Para?"
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Paranoia layed next to the warm body of Bipolar, nibbling her ear with a kind whine and a nuzzle. " You cant get me to go anywhere anymore BP.. Youve got me forever.." He said, lowering his muzzle to the pups, giving them licks in turn.
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She curled into him, suddenly feeling her exhaustion creep up on her weary body. The pups had squirmed their way into her and were nursing, rather greedily might she add. Even though the tiny ones scared her, and they scared her more than death itself, she was already fond of them. And their dad. With a lick to Paranoia's muzzle, she lowered her head onto her paws and fell asleep.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 6:14 pm
Paranoia bounded around teh trees, using his instincts to keep him from running into any of them. He heard his mate and their pups playing around the den. He could hear them giggling and playing. BP had turned out to be an exceptionally strong willed mother, and he was incredibly luc ky to be with such an amazing female. He dashed over, stopping when he reached his destination. "Bp." He said as a greeting.
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It was hard to believe the pups were nearly nine weeks old. It was even harder to believe, at least for the violet and orange femme who watched them romp and play, that she had been a successful mother for nine weeks. Ears pricked up at the sound of Paranoia approaching and she leapt to her feet, greeting him like one of the pups; like the true omega she was. "Para..."
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Schizophrenia. Affectionately named for the hearing of voices that she never truly got out of her head. Each voice had a face in her mind., Each one was her best friend, and just like every best friend, she'd argue with them quite a bit. But her bright eyes gleamed as father approached. She gleed for joy before dashing after her mother in excitement. "Dadddyyyyyyy"
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Lithium was the eldest of the litter, but she was the smallest. Bipolar called her petite, but never fragile. No, she was too bouncy to be fragile. Little ears pricked up as Phrenia darted towards their father. Her green gaze glittered as she watched the ruinion between first her parents and then her sister and father. Then, as if deciding that she was part of the family, Lithi lunged to her feet and wagged her tail wildly as she bounced up to greet Paranoia.
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Paranoia smiled to his mate, his voice soft as he laughed. He hardly ever laughed before the pups, but the pups seemed to have brought the color into his life, as if Bp hadnt brought enough. "Darling, I have been meaning to tell you how lovely you smell.." He said, before lowering his head down to his daughters and smiled, nuzzling into them. "And my girls! How are you today!"
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Bipolar felt like a puppy at heart as she slid down into a flop at Paranoia's side, her grin stretching from ear to ear as she watched the pups barrel up. Both girls. They greeting their father with plenty of exuberance. Gazing across the clearing, she kept an eye on LSD, their son, who was playing on his own.
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