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 Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2016 3:14 pm
-Rumplestiltskin  -Milah  Life had not been exactly easy for the golden B'alam. Since he had awoken he had found that every shadow had scared him. Something moved that appeared that it shouldn't he found himself cowering away from the sight. Still, if anything that had been a speck of gold in a world full of terror it was Milah. She had awoken next to him. She was always there. Rumple found that she was the only one to bring some form of normal to this scary world.
He wanted to do anything to be near her, his own blood giver. The gob was approved by Gabriel himself once the two had managed to find their way toward the dark tribe. She was like royalty in this place and Rumple couldn't have it any other way. Now they could be together forever...
Rumple had found that he had a knack for crafting small trinkets. It was a hobby that would keep him close to Milah at all times. He never dare wander too far... He had realized, after Milah had pointed it out, that his eyes were different than her own, even the Dark magus. Rumple feared that this difference would make him a target. All the more reason to stay home and be close to his family... Family was all there was in this world.
After the loss of their lead merchant Gabriel himself had called Rumple to go to the palace so that he might replace the former merchant. It was a grand title, something noble, but... it would require that he travel sometimes. Sometimes very far away. And Milah, she couldn't fly... and the idols that they have been carving, what if one should awaken?!
Rumple drew in a deep breath. He couldn't leave his family, not if they had cubs. The cub would need a father. What if the cub had eyes like his? He would need to be protected. Or comforted when he saw strange visions randomly... what if?
The what-ifs continued to claw at his mind as he paced the inner cave of their home in deep thought. He had to answer Gabriel's call. He had to go to the palace within the next week... he did not want to, yet, he knew he had a duty to go. Crossing the will of their lord would only harm his family.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 12:08 pm
Releasing a sigh Milah, tail tip flicked and tapped as she pulled her eyes from the 'window' of the cave abode. She found herself missing the sun, but more so she missed the traveling that she use to do with Rumple. The world was so big and grand. there was so much to see, yet...her place was here. Rumble seemed so happy to have found his home...their home.
Curled around their idols, Milah pulled her thoughts from the outside land and gently ran her tongue lovingly over the little wooden carving she was cuddling. Grooming it as if it would be granted breath. With the Weaver's blessing, it would be soon. The hopeful mother, found herself praying the idol to be more like it's father. That way, he wouldn't feel trapped in the dark, like she. It was a plush living as a blood giver, but could one really call it living to be constantly at one's beck and call for a drink?
Another sigh left the Nahtlil.
"Rumple, you shouldn't terry much longer."Milah spoke with to Rumple, oh that Tahtll never seemed to never make up his mind on time.
"You might loose the lord's favor if you do."
Weaver forbid. The whole cave would know...
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2016 6:31 pm
"Yes, yes my dear!" Rumple called out over his shoulder in the midst of another 'day dream". These random images would pop up now and than and were full of visions of himself. The were strange and random, but never threatening.
In a panic Rumple turned about to look at his beloved and the idol on the floor. It was for the better. His family would be taken care of, but the world was so fast and traveling all the time. Rumple had heard of bandits! Traveling would be dangerous. And if they had a cub...
Go, just go. For Milah's sake he couldn't have such a poor image in the sight of their Lord.
Rumple drew in a deep breath as he moved to give his lady an affectionate forehead rub with his own brow. It was always so hard to leave her. She was the only thing that made him feel brave or worthwhile.
"I will be back soon... if anything should happen... send word for me and I will be right back for you."
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2016 1:08 pm
Milah pulled her attention from their idol as Runple finally managed to answer her. Taking in a slow breath, her chest rose and fell siliently as he approched. Feeling Rumple's affectionate head nudge, he own head raised and her eyes closed. Well, he was trying and new things were always intimidating. Perhaps she was dealing with her own discomforts as well. Her own tan tail tip twitched, and her paw flexed and grabbed. Her ears perked past ebony lochs. "I shall," the Nahtil spoke, her words heavy with a sigh her maw twitched at a smile. After a corner twitch of her maw, a quiet sigh left her and she was able to rest at least a small smile on her lips. Why was that so hard to do? "And I know you would." She added, letting her smile fall as Rumple started to turn away. Oh, that is right... Runple seemed all too eager to come back from his duty of given the chance...
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2016 6:02 pm
Rumple was far to distracted to notice any bit of resistance from his beloved. Every bit of the nuzzle he put in his entire affection for her. When he pulled his head back he caught sight of the idol on the floor. His eyes widened revealing his bizarrely shaped pupils further. It- it was a cub!
"M-Milah, darling!" He gasped.
"A cub! We have a son!" His smile broadened as he could feel the distinct half spirit of the young newborn. A son! They had finally managed to have a son! Joy poured through every fiber of his being as he watched the young cub on the floor. However, as the joy overflowed he felt his heart sink.
How could he go now?! They had a cub, a new cub! and if he left now, well, she would be alone and his new family would be broken. But if he didn't go he would disgrace his family. Rumple's mouth slacked as he pondered his options. He had to get out of this. He couldn't just leave his family.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2016 12:19 pm
A soft sigh, let loose a rattle of a purr from Milah as Rumple contuined to affectionally nuzzle her. Well, he was at least trying to do his duty, even if he was dragging his paws a little at doing so.
Her eyes opened rather quickly as Rumple spoke her name, her ears perked forward and she looked down to the little life that was tucked around her careful paws.
Tan brow raised with excitement as her eyes widened a little at the newly given wife. The Weaver saw it fitting that their spirits would create life, a sigh of relief left Milah. Well, if the Weaver thought their bond was strong enough, perhaps there was something in it..
"Suuussh." Milah softly and gently sushed Rumple as her smile grew with a tinder happiness at see their boy.
"You'll wake him, father." The Nahtil, grinned a little at him her dark tail tip flicked and twitched. As a glimmer of pride for her bond flicked in her gaze.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2016 1:07 pm
Rumple couldn't help but brandish a wide smile as he looked at their little cub resting so sweetly in his love's arms. They were now parents! They had a cub... they had a cub. Like a hive of bees, worry begun to stir and buzz about in his mind about the task ahead. Despite the miracle before him he could feel his stomach twisting tightly and his heart becoming heavier by the second.
He couldn't go before Gabriel now and accept this position. He would miss out on his family, the cub would grow up without a father... or a home.
But if he did not go the family would be dishonored!
A quiet breath passed his nostrils as he tried to sort out this problem without displaying any sign of it to his family. He could feel his paws trembling the longer he stood still. It was running late, he had to show up or else he would condemn his family to dishonor!
Nervously Rumble turned his head toward the door. His wings shifted by his sides while he tried to quickly come up with a solution. There had to be a way out of both terrible fates.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 1:12 pm
As Rumple became quiet, Milah turned her head down to their sleeping cub. Vary kindly, she began to lightly groom the new lump of floof. A small smile rested on her maw, as the Nahtil noticed that the weaver choose to give their son, his father's regal locks, but her coat of earthy colors. A gentle pur quietly left the mother.
Closed eyes opened themselves to look to see if the new father had yet to leave. A part of her was relieved to see that he stayed for a bit longer. However she was admittedly a bit torn, if he did respond to his summons, the cave king was going to be very mad.
"Hurry, Rumple." Milah softly scolded. Releasing a sigh, she gave a smile. "We will still be here when you return," The new Mother reassured him gently.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 7:10 pm
Rumple looked back at the newly woven cub as he bit the bottom of his lip, his brow furrowed. His breaths increased for a moment. Leaving seemed the worst thing he could do at this moment. They had a new son! A new cub, and the first memories of life that cub would have would be without himself there. Not only that, but if he had received this job than the cub would be without himself further... the cub was like Milah, no wings.
"Y-yes my love. I will not terry long." He fumbled than turned back toward his other half.
Reluctantly he turned about and made his way out of their cave, his mind working frantically to find a solution to this problem.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 2:49 pm
Milah's eyes remained on her bound as he stopped and turned himself to make once more fumbled look at him. Her yellow ears turned back and a quiet sigh passed her maw. flicking her ears forward, she gave rumble a questioning look; one that seemed to ask why he turned around. He should be on his way to the Magus!
As Rumple turned around and finally head off, a more audible sigh passed her maw. Slowly she shook her head, and let her faint smile fall. Closing her eyes, hear head dipped to gently lick the top of their newly woven cub's head. Gently enough to not wake him. Not just yet. Hopefully he will still sleep, and only wake when his father returned.
(you wanna close this off right here? I can't really think of anything else for them)
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 3:57 pm
[ Radical Dreamer ] (you wanna close this off right here? I can't really think of anything else for them) ( Sounds good. XD I think the next step is going to be the "angry" stuffs... but that's a bit of a time skip.)
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 4:00 pm
GunSniper [ Radical Dreamer ] (you wanna close this off right here? I can't really think of anything else for them) ( Sounds good. XD I think the next step is going to be the "angry" stuffs... but that's a bit of a time skip.) (yeah I think you are right about that. Lol hey I have an idea....Not about this rp tho. mehehehe)
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 4:05 pm
[ Radical Dreamer ] (yeah I think you are right about that. Lol hey I have an idea....Not about this rp tho. mehehehe)
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