Blackfeather Woods uiritsaktak
All Welcome  July 04, 2018, 07:32 PM
Sos
Pledged
IkKanattuk
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Thunder had rolled overhead just moments before the young pup sat upright from his sleeping position and squinted toward the mouth of their den. As with his eyes, Sos was a few days early for the development of good hearing. With this, the boy’s ears had stood up like arrows atop his snowy crown. The bear had been far too deep in his sleep to realize just what had happened. The blue of his gaze was still squinted and attempting to make sense of what was happening at the mouth of their home. Trees could be heard whistling outside against the touch of the zephyr’s hand. There was a small chill in the air that had not been there before, promising cooler weather and the chance at a cold-water rainstorm. While clouds seemed to billow over their location, the young bear was tucked safely inside the den. His growing figure was tucked against the curve of his sibling’s back, using the frame as support.
 
With a small grunt, Sos rose to his paws and shook his thin coat vigorously enough that it rattled his balance back to a sitting position with a dull thump. The polar youth yawned widely once, shaking only his head so that his ears flopped against his skull. Then, the bear rose back up onto his paws and made a few steps toward the mouth of the den. His curiosity had peaked well enough from the noise that had sounded so loudly outside the home of the small family. Sos had never backed down from something curious before.
 
Teetering some, the bear made it to the mouth of the den before he felt the gust of wind that pulled against his youthful frame. It whipped against the leaves of the trees and pulled violently at the boughs. Sos lifted his sights to watch as the wood was tousled by the gusts, leaving wide open spaces for him to peer past the leaves and toward the skies. Clouds accumulated overhead like great big puffs of cotton candy. They danced with silver and grey that shone down a diminishing sun behind them. It would not have been long before evening would fall and envelope the area in a navy-blue darkness. Sos maintained his sights on the heavens just as a flash of lightning ripped across the sky and thunder echoed.

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July 04, 2018, 11:44 PM
Siarut
Pledged
IkKanattuk
The heavy air had been promising the coming of storms for hours, now the crack and rumble of thunder was swiftly upon them all. The large man wasn't frightened by the rocking of the clouds, and cold showers wouldn't move him from his charge. The stiff canopy of thick leaves above would prevent Siarut from becoming to wet with the coming rain, a fact that he was glad for. The thunder had stirred him from his slumber, since coming South he hadn't had the chance to see a storm such as this. 

Just as he was allowing the sounds of the wind and the rain to lull him back to sleep, Sia heard the hesitant sounds coming from the den where his sister slept with her brood. Just as he assumed his sister might be making an apperance he caught sight of the tiny head of his youngest family member. Tilting his head to the side, Siarut watched the young child stare awe struck at the flash of lightening hovering above their heads. He was glad to see one of the pups in good enough health to head for the surface.

Although it made Sia's heart jump, and a new alertness was born. He took a moment to sweep the area with his green gaze, making sure that there were none near the entrance. To steady his heart and put his mind at ease Siarut slowly stood, and got closer to the mouth of the den. It was easier to guard from closer proximity.

Adopt my Siblings!
"Do you know why big brothers are born first?  To protect the little ones that come after them."
 Inuttuk, common                                                                                                                                                                ~ {4/5 Scout } ~ {0/5 Mercenary} ~ 
 
July 05, 2018, 06:27 PM
Sos
Pledged
IkKanattuk
The billowing of the clouds was magnificent. The young bear felt as though he was peering into a sea within the sky. The more that they churned, the more it felt as though they would climb down from the heavens and wash over him like roiling waves of argent. Sos was transfixed in them; he felt as though he belonged to there instead of tethered to the earth. Though he could feel the swaying of the trees overhead and the cries of the birds sounded like sharp pricks within his ears, the boy wished to stretch beyond all of that. Full of youth and so much aspiration, the bear was already preparing himself for the greatness that budded within him. The boy was strong for his age – large – and was growing faster than would have been expected. His paws were large, preparing him for the size he would take as an adult. Just under a month had passed since the pups had been born and he was already proving his worth.
 
The presence of another struck him. Sos swiveled a single ear atop his crown toward the pale wolf. With a glimmer of a memory in the back of his head, the young bear recalled that this had been the wolf his mother had snapped at. Sos had been far too young to know what she had said, or even that she had spoken, but he could distinctly recall the feeling that had entered the den when Siarut had first entered. The tension was wicked against one so young. The tension was still there as the male approached slowly and made a protective statue of himself at the mouth of the den. Sos scooted himself some, inching to the right and then the left before he found a place of comfort.
 
Siarut had pulled his attention from the heavens.
 
Sos could not help but to allow his gaze to travel the length of the male with interest. He noted the size of the man, the starkness of his pelt, and the glimmering of mint green in his gaze. There was an intensity there, in the frame of his protector. It did little to perturb one so young as Sos, but the bear could still feel it with great strength in the pit of his stomach. It was with great care that he regarded his uncle. Instinct told him that he was to behave himself. It was not difficult for the young boy to take on a stoic nature. Even as a puppy, Sos was a serious creature. He remained watchful of all things, wanting to know them as well as he knew the comfort of his family’s den. It was determined that he wished to know more about his uncle, as well. With a courageous beat in his chest, Sos rose to his feet and moved closer to the large white brute. His ears were erect, and his eyes were locked on the other male’s face.

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July 05, 2018, 08:27 PM
Siarut
Pledged
IkKanattuk
The pup weavered, shifting from side to side. Sia tilted his head at the boy, curious to see what he might do next. Finally his paws took to motion, and the youngling was headed closer. Lowering his head to the ground so to meet the boy at eye level, Sia sniffed the air as the child drew near. He smelled strongly of Shivali, obviously, and Sia could find the scents of his siblings along with Tahani firmly upon his pelt, again such things were obvious. This was a new experience for Sia as much as it was for Sos. The large male had only met his younger siblings as pups, but this... this was different. All the Ateneq siblings would need to teach and care for these young ones absent adivce from their parents. But as his mirror image drew closer, Siarut knew he would accept any challenge to see Sos's and his siblings grow strong. 

Giving the boy a smile he reserved only for family, Siarut waited for the young boy to draw as close as he dare. Not wanting to frighten him, Sia remain motionless save for the slight flick of his tail. He lowered his rump to the ground, distracted from the storm above.

Adopt my Siblings!
"Do you know why big brothers are born first?  To protect the little ones that come after them."
 Inuttuk, common                                                                                                                                                                ~ {4/5 Scout } ~ {0/5 Mercenary} ~ 
 
July 18, 2018, 02:29 PM
Sos
Pledged
IkKanattuk
The large male did not speak to him. Sos furrowed his young brow and held his attention to the other wolf's features with a very stern expression. He wanted to understand why he might need the protecting gaze of an adult when he was only enjoying the new sounds that his relieved ears had offered him. The tossing of the wind sent shivers down his spine, but he did not chance pulling his gaze away from his uncle to look at the oncoming storm. Instead, he scooted himself closer still to the large white statue and made an effort to make himself appear taller by sitting upright and stiff. It would have been comical if not for the perfectly serious expression on the young bear's face.

There was a flash of light that caused his eyes to dart in the location of it before the sound of thunder tore across the charcoal skies and caused the earth to rumble against its touch. Though his eyes darted to catch the last flicker of light, Sos did not shake against the touch of the thunder. Instead, he stiffened and held his ground firmly. The young bear was strong in his stature, in spite of his youth, and the hairs along the back of his coat seemed to rise with instinct having taken over. When it had faded away, Sos turned his attention back to the large white male and roamed his features without making any effort to conceal his interest.

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