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 Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 9:08 pm
Daemon looked to the sky. Clouds were coming together and dispersing. It had been a few days since he had sought out Ruffian, and he had done what she asked. He looked as if a completely different male, his coat, white and pure in the sun, his markings clean and contrasted against his base pelt. His eyes, bright and glinting, belly full. He was clean, stood strong with his head up within the tall grasses.
But, as he cast his head to the direction in which he wanted to travel, he hesitated.
Was this enough?
He looked down to the object on the ground nestled amongst the grass, a gift, if he could muster the strength to give it to her, if she would believe him. Trust, she had said, but would she trust the words behind it, and his dream he had had the night after they had come together?
Daemon had to try.
Maneuvering with his paw, he hid the small item within his white mane, nestled fine, hidden from sight and went towards the den site.
When he was within proximity he slowed, calmed his beating heart and roared out a call, a grant of permission, before he tred closer.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 9:57 pm
Ruffian had been out earlier in the day, and at the moment she was trying to rest. Really, sometimes she wondered why Daemon always liked to announce to the world that he wanted her back. Didn't he find this in the least embarrassing?
She roared a reply, and figured he would take it how he wanted to take it. Her black form was hard to see in the shadows of the cave, and she carefully slid her way out to be visible to her pale white mate.
"You've returned. It took longer than I expected, I'll admit."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 7:16 pm
He just watched her for a moment. She seemed apart of the den, as if one being, and then was fully visible. His eyes were on her, and he held his head a little higher than the other day. His pride, still aching, but his spirits risen some with the hope of the future renewed.
Daemon nodded at her, "Yes, forgive me for that, but I wanted to be ready, for your requirements," he said moving his head some.
She still seemed well...as well as she could be.
He almost wanted to opt to give her the gift now, but hesitated.
He wasn't quite sure what to do...or even do.
Daemon was at a standstill with what his heart and mind wished for his body to do.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 6:56 pm
Ruffian watched him. He seemed...unsure of something. Was it that he didn't know if he wanted to come back to her? His eyes proved otherwise, but her own heart was twisted. She had felt alone, though it wasn't entirely his fault. She could have left to find him. She could have left to visit a few of her grown children that had left. She had done nothing but her duties, and sleep in a den alone.
That reminder almost drew her back into the cave. It was her's, comfortable and worn in. Bringing Daemon back was desired, but it also created turmoil within herself. She didn't want to be hurt anymore.
So she pulled her usual bull.
"Well?"
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 7:24 pm
As he stood before her, he watched her demeanor, he was still unsteady. There was no doubt in his mind that he wished to be with her, that he loved her, and never wanted to do such ill actions again. And as he went to take a feeble step forward, raising a single paw to attempt to close the gap between them, her voice shot out and his paw set back and down again, ears folding back.
Daemon let his eyes drop to the ground, "I want to come home," he said honestly, "home...is where you are."
What could he do, what else could he do to show her?
During his reflections on his actions, his memories with her, it had drained him physically, he had felt worn, but afterwards, a little raised knowing this was the right path, that the right path was with her. That was when he found the white feather, as if it was granted just in his time of need.
Should he say those things, those exact words?
Or would she laugh?
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:13 pm
Ruffian's lower jaw stuck out, irritated. She had little sympathy for him, but then she didn't have much patience with anyone. Even her own offspring, when they had been cubs, had to learn quickly to not cross their mother's path, or to test what little patience she had. She had softened a bit for them, but hardened again once they had grown.
"If you mean it, you'd look at me and not the ground. Daemon." Her voice softened when she said his name, but just slightly! She didn't want to show him too much sympathy. It had been his choice to go off on some stupid adventure, so he needed to prove to her that he really did want back.
Then she'd tie him up so he couldn't leave again.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:23 pm
With her words, his jaw tensed, out of dissatisfaction for his own actions. "I only broke eye contact to show respect," it was in nature, with most predators, that eye contact, and continual eye contact could mean a threatening or disrespectful gesture. With everything that had happened, and with the tension within the air between them, he didn't want her to have the idea of his eyes locking onto hers.
But perhaps, too, she wanted the connection, even with the eyes, any sort of connection, as he wished for.
His eyes rose from the ground to look at her, his bright eyes meeting her dark, he held no grin, no smug expression, just honestly in his eyes, faces, his stature. He displayed no pride, no ego, no arrogance, just truth of his own reflections.
"The things I've done, they feel like stones in my heart," he spoke, and he took a small, slow step towards her, "and I can only hope, that I can gain your trust...your, affection," dare he say it? "love...back...so that I may one day feel the weight from my heart lifted, for the pain I've caused you."
He closed the gap between them with slow stoic steps, and before her, though not breaking eye contact, he shifted a bit and pulled the white feather from his mane. It was a strange texture, and so pure, he placed it upon the ground near her closest paw. "I found this, as I sat alone days ago, thinking of what you said to me...I thought of the past, reflected on my actions, my mistakes, my regrets, and knowing I can only find and have happiness with you, near you...this seemed to fall from the sky as I thought of you and your name."
He took a breath, blinked, this was hard for him. He was usually more gruff, more...hardened on the inside, but she had made him realize the peace within him.
"I know it might just be some silly thing, but I thought, with the white color, the lack of blemish, that this is what I could aim for, if given the chance."
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:33 pm
This was something that Ruffian was not expecting. She was beginning to formulate a reply to his confession, but his sudden gift through her a bit off balance. She looked from the feather, to him, and back to the feather. It was strange, being gifted something. She was not the type of female that liked to have decorative things. Scars were better. However...
"This is uncharacteristic of you, Daemon." Her eyes moved upwards to the face of her mate, as twisted a she felt of that idea right now. It felt strange to say thank you...so instead, she motioned that she would accept this gift. She drew it under her body with her paw, intent on putting it somewhere in the cave for safekeeping.
"Fine," she said a bit rudely. "I guess I can share the den again with another warm body."
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:40 pm
Uncharacteristic, perhaps, but it was what felt right for him to do at this time. Though at first he wasn't sure if that description was good or bad, and he just watched her for a moment, but she seemed to like it, or at least the thought behind it, and wished to keep it. He felt a swell in his heart, not of pride, but of hope, hope for the future to make things right and for the better.
As she spoke, he was glad for the words that came from her.
He went to walk directly at her, but veered to her side, but as he went to pass her, he lowered his head enough to grace his forehead against hers, just lightly so, as he didn't want to press his luck.
But he knew Ruff had a swift paw, so he wasn't out of the grasses yet.
He came to sit next to her, knowing that he'd be able to return to their den, but he'd have to keep her respect and best feelings to heart, and know that his life was to be lived for the fullest, and best, for her.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:45 pm
Press his luck indeed. She didn't move too much, just gave him a soft return feeling. She was amused that he seemed to remember she was quick of her feet, and she hadn't let her loneliness slow her down. In fact, scouting and keeping fit had helped keep off the worst of the lonely feelings. Her past-sour look on her face had driven away any curious males, as well. If only Daemon had known.
"Hmph," she said, bending down to scoop up the feather in her mouth. "Wai' 'ere," she mumbled around the feather, walking into the den to put it away before it got stepped on. She'd find some pride member that tinkered in things to make it into something wearable, but would keep that thought from Daemon at the moment. She'd surprise him with it.
She returned to her spot, her brown eyes glancing over Daemon's body. "Well, you can stay, but only if you promise me one thing."
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:51 pm
As she rose he instinctively wished to follow after her, not that she had basically granted him passage back into the den. But, she said to stay as he was, so he remained still, just nodding slightly at her and watched her disappear into the den. She was gone for a moment and he looked about the den, the mouth of the den empty of cubs, empty of them, for one. He did used to like to lounge in the sun before.
Daemon thought for the brief moment alone, i indeed she liked the feather, perhaps she'd like other things? But he'd have to choose wisely.
When she returned she stood above him, and he remained seated, just watching, at her glancing eyes and then spoken word his eyes blinked, became wide and he nodded, "Of course, anything."
What did she wish of him?
What would please her?
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:57 pm
Anything? Men were so easy to bowl over if a female wished it. Sigh. Well, she couldn't blame him. He was here to prove his devotion to her, and there was no way that Ruffian doubted him. He was a proud lion, as she was, and yet he was still willing to do anything for her to allow him back completely. That was proof enough to her.
She wondered how he'd take this, but it was something she wanted. It was why she had waited so patiently (if angrily) for him to come back.
"I....I want more cubs," she said, her voice really breaking this time. She felt embarrassed to say it, but it was her turn to throw away some of her pride, and be honest in a difference sense.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:07 pm
Daemon watched her, and she seemed to hesitate for a moment or two before speaking. Had he...already done something wrong? He wanted to reassure her. He would do anything. Try to move Pride Rock, even, if it would please her, show and test his devotion to her.
As the words were spoken, he felt his heart stop a little.
Not from panic, but shock. She had truly wanted this...had she wanted this the entire time?
His eyes softened, and he rose to stand and come near to her. He slowly, and patiently, let his side touch hers, and rested his head on her neck, almost to bring her closer so that she may feel his heartbeat.
"I want to make you happy, for all of my days, if that is what you want, we will have a family again, and we will raise them strong, wise, and beautiful like their mother."
He pulled back a little to try and look in her eyes, and smiled, "But, I want you to feel as though I've gained your trust back. I miss the children, I do, I miss their faces, but I also miss the bond between us. I want to make sure I can prove myself ready and and loyal to you, so that that bond will grow strong again...for what may come."
In essence, he may be asking something of her in his words, but it was more of a : he wanted her to be ready with him, with where they were, and having her feel truly at ease, before jumping into things. He wanted to respect her, not feel as if he in anyway rushed her at all. Although, he couldn't help but admit to himself, the idea of cubs around them again was enticing, but only when the two of them were ready, and close once more.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:12 pm
She felt her cheeks flush when he drew himself closer to her. It had been so long, and it was what she wanted, but he seemed to overthink the situation. Didn't his mind stretch out further than that?
"Its what I want. Why do you think I waited here for so long?" Tch, he probably didn't even let the thought cross his mind that she could have already bore children. The reason she waited is because she wanted them to be his. The idiot.
She shifted a bit, not really flattered at his words. She wasn't some young thing, rushing into anything. He, on the other hand, probably wanted to adjust back to pridal life, to having her again. It frustrated her, but she would respect his wishes. She'd just make it hard on him, like she always did.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:17 pm
Her words struck him like a paw to the face. Why hadn't he put it together? It made his heart swell a bit, knowing that she wanted to be with him...only him, and he felt a devotion and a want to love and protect what was his..his mate, from all others. He'd dare any male to come near her, he'd show them what for. He may not be a prime adolescent coming into adulthood, but he had age and strength on his side that made him the wiser.
But he had to stop over thinking.
"If its what you want, it's what I want," he said simply, making things shortly, simpler, just as they used to be, and he stood close to her.
He knew this life was only meant to be with her, and until their family grew larger, he had a feeling Ruff would be back into her ways of letting him know who was in charge.
But it was all right, he looked forward to it.
He was home.
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