Bearclaw Valley Desert Wellies
All Welcome  July 05, 2018, 07:07 AM
Nunataq
Bearclaw Valley
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@Laurel - and the rest of the crew, who have time and space for some mischief (@Piper , @Lucas , @Marten ).

Though Nunataq employed her forepaws often (starting from the basic walking and running, to more complex prodding, tackling, pawing, thrumming and the very difficult reaching behind her ears), she discovered the act of digging only today. Either because she had watched one of the adults do it before or any of the puppies, or her brain cells simply found the right connections and - zap - gave her the bright idea of coordinating her paws, nails and the ground beneath her.

It happened so that the best earth to dig was right at the doorstep of the den she shared with the rest of the puppies and Laurel. Encouraged and excited by her quick rate and success, she dug quickly and diligently. And in a matter of 15 minutes there was a considerable hole and with a still working Nuna at the bottom. Only the last third of her butt and wagging tail was visible.
July 05, 2018, 10:47 PM
Lucas
Bearclaw Valley
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Lucas had noticed one day, while chewing on the end of a bone from some terrestrial creature or other, that the den was shrinking. What was once a spacious penthouse was now more of a chicken coop, and it was tough to find space for his giant ass around all the other occupants at night. Wyatt had it easiest—the guy was practically a stick, even though he still had that puppy flab that everyone adores on his belly—but poor Lucas felt like he was drowning in bodies when sleep time came.

As a result, he hadn't been sleeping so well in the night, and was forced to catch up on Z's after dawn when the most energetic of the pups rose and left. He wasn't often far behind them, maybe an hour at most, but he was drowsier than usual for sleeping later in the morning. It was one of those days, the kind where one's eyelids were held down by ten ton weights and the world existed in a shroud, when Nunataq decided to dig her hole.

He was still yawning and smacking his lips and trying to pry his eyes open as he vacated the den on heavily plodding paws. He wasn't quite coherent when his foot landed on thin air, but the resulting tumble woke him up faster than even the welcoming rays of sunlight could. Lucas barely managed to utter an alarmed squeak before he toppled into the hole and his fat gut smashed right into Nunataq's rear end.

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July 06, 2018, 07:20 AM
Nunataq
Bearclaw Valley
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Nunataq had been so focused on task at hand, that she missed Lucas' approach entirely and sensed that something was going amiss, when it was too late. She was thrust forward roughly and a second later someone furry, fleshy and undoubtedly heavy smashed on top of her, pinning her body down at the bottom of the pit. There was one shrill and painful yelp somewhere beneath the mass that was on top of her. Some attempts of wriggling free followed, but soon the puppy, who up until now had not known term "defeat", realized that this was beyond her. Therefore she became still and waited for the situation to clear itself.
July 13, 2018, 06:06 AM
Laurel
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The pups were growing like crazy. Laurel was a bit worried about Nunataq because she didn't speak any proper words yet. At this point Laurel thought she never might. She hadn't cared much for Xan's other pups at first, but since Indra had accepted them as her own Laurel had become as loving an aunt as Indra was for her pups. Now that Indra had her really-Indra's-own-child Laurel had to admit it was a sore reminder that Nunataq and Marten weren't really a part of their family, and it could show in that she treated them a little more roughly. It was very clear that Lucas and @Piper were her favourites of the bunch as they were treated the most sweetly -- and listened the very best all the time, which was part of why Laurel favoured them more -- with @Wyatt falling secondly -- mostly because his appearance grew to remind her of her deadbeat father more and more each day -- and only then the other pups. Time would tell where little Merrick would fall in that equation, but it was likely he would be placed somewhere among or below her own, in a place that Nunataq and Marten could not reach.

The situation with Xan was still complicated at best after she had manoeuvred herself into the Alpha position at his side. They hadn't exactly had any good conversations since.. She contemplated they should move the pups to a rendezvous site soon, but what about Merrick, then? Well, she supposed he could join later, or they could overlap the rendezvous site with the pup den.

Laurel was lazing about in the sun that day. She'd closed her eyes for only a short time, but when she woke up because of a commotion happening and startled shrieks, a lot of things were going on at once. Laurel saw Lucas disappear partly into a hole and she quickly came into motion. She'd only closed her eyes for a little bit, how did this happen so fast? Laurel dashed over to them and tried pulling Lucas out so she could see what was going on.
July 17, 2018, 11:16 AM
Lucas
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Lucas' eyes popped open as he was squeezed down into the whole, with Nunataq's rump pressed into his flabby gut and his paws dangling helplessly in the space between them. He could feel her struggling under him, and made an effort to try to push himself away, but he was wedged in too tightly for his stubby limbs to be of any help. "Ow!" the pup complained when Nunataq's thinner hindquarters jabbed him in the ribs, but then she went still under him and he began to whine softly.

Luckily, Laurel came to the rescue before either of the pups could get themselves into more of a predicament. It surely took a fair amount of strength, but he was still considerably smaller than his mother, so she managed to lift him out of the hole with some helpful scrabbling of his feet on the sides. He clung to the ground when he was placed down, heart hammering, and then shuffled forward to peer over the lip of Nunataq's hole. Had he squashed her? Was she sleeping? "Nu? You 'kay?" he squeaked.

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July 17, 2018, 02:02 PM
Nunataq
Bearclaw Valley
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Gravity pulled Lucas down with an unstoppable force and Nunataq, who was wedged between him and the ground, found it difficult to draw in breath. And with this came a feeling she had never known before - fear. Her heartbeat quickened, her breathing became rapid and shallow and the panic began to seep in every fibre of her body. Had there been more space - she would have trembled.

Suddenly there came a release - Lucas was whisked away and in the same instant Nunataq shot up and out from the hole like a rocket and once on the ground scrambled away. Once safe, she fell on the ground in a heap, panting heavily and looking straight ahead with an unseeing gaze.
Yesterday, 08:06 AM
Laurel
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Luckily she managed to pull Lucas out of the hole relatively easy. Laurel didn't realise at first that Nunataq had been underneath; not until Nunataq shot up from the hole just as Lucas went to look into the hole and ask her if she was okay. Nuna didn't look very okay. She looked positively startled. Laurel first checked over Lucas, though, and nosed him briefly while she asked: "Are you okay, sweetie? Not hurt?" After assessing that Lucas was alright, Laurel trotted on over to where Nunataq had collapsed, presumably with Lucas right there too.

"Are you hurt, Nuna?" she asked Nunataq, ears pressed forward in worry as she neared and moved to nose Nunataq over, too, to make sure she had no injuries anywhere.