Moonspear meet the family - Printable Version

While not to the degree of Charon's excitement, she was looking forward to this dearly. The dark alpha was ready to unleash them, especially since that meant less on just her alone, and one step forward in their eventually independence from her--truthfully, her favorite part of this all. She was an effective and dutiful mother to them because she had to be, but that didn't mean she was a fan of it, or any of its necessities. Her patience was pressing dangerously close to an end when it came to being cooped up with these puppies, and watching Ran continue to struggle was often on her mind as well--proving for a darkened combination she did not fancy any at all. So a little distance between them all could do her nothing but good.

Following her pale mate's lead, she urged them out and slipped into the sunlight herself, with a happy saunter and a waving tail. While he shooed Ran back (something she did not question, she'd be fine to not see that miserable nub for a bit), she wasted no time trotting a short, half circuit around the den's immediate doorstep; no far, nothing else was around. Ame circled back and took up a post a few meters from the entrance, where she could keep an eye on everyone and everything.

She had a mixed feeling for the smallest girl who just may miss this. Pity, definitely, yet still wanting her to be able to overcome it--but could she, especially if she'd be denied like this? When did she, as creator, decide to do more?

Olive used to think that she was a solitary creature, bound to nothing but her heart and soul and the gods and the open road — but she was quickly learning how untrue that was. Meeting Dakarai taught her about passion and becoming a mother taught her about dedication; melting in with the Moonspear clan introduced her to subservience and led her to the realization that this was not always a bad thing. The eternal gods taught her to accept the things she could not change.

And now that she was without so many of those things, the pale mother did not know what to think.

Losing Sirius had become a normalcy for the small family, as unfortunate as that was; but seeing her heathered babe at Arturo and Hemlock’s feet had reignited the flame within her that craved his dependency. It hurt, more than it had the first time, to see how her progeny had learned to love his flamekissed caretaker as he should love her. Perhaps visiting Sirius had been too much for Dakarai, too. Olive imagined it reminded the man of what they had lost; all that he had lost his entire life. The man was subject to waves of melancholy, just as she was, but the dark knight had been gone for too long. They had never left the communal den they shared, wishing to provide a sense of stability for their two small children — and there were many nights when their sparks became too hot and one or the other had to retreat away from the other. These instances never lasted more than a few days, but it had been many days since she had seen him and even longer since their forbidden tryst. His scent was begining to grow stale.

She wondered. She dreaded.

Even her own children were growing and gaining their independence, as beautiful and painful as that was. The femme now permitted the babes to venture off on their own without her hovering and fluttering and fawning over them from afar… it had been the only way to assure herself of their safety. But now, she had to trust them and trust in the world.

So, the lamb was, for the most part, alone.

And when she answered Charon's call and ventured upon the Ostrega family at play, her heart cried out. They all seemed so happy. So unmolested — allowed to flourish as a family should, instead of spun around in every direction as hers was. Often times, Olive looked towards the stars to seek why her lot in life had been cast this way, why she didn’t deserve the pretty picture that laid bare in front of her — she was good, wasn't she? Or had Arturo been truthful, and she was in fact not good?

The druid always cut her lamentations off prematurely. She would not doubt the stars so soon.

So, Olive swallowed her sadness and ventured forth towards the clearing where children gamboled with their parents, as families should, and the lamb gave a weak, forced smile. She would not damper this occasion with her sadness. It was the first time she had the privilege of seeing the small princes and princesses and she would try to pull whatever happiness she could from it. "oh," she uttered softly. "what a beautiful, wonderful, magnificent family." There was an eerie honesty and transparency to her words, but her personal concerns were not on the table for that day's meeting.

But eventually he began to ease from his stupor and lifted his head to the flurry of motion between his father and sister's romp. Watching them did enthrall him enough to pop into a stand. "NyooOO!" he belted dramatically in their direction, and started to mosey over towards them both. His tail whipped eagerly and he picked up the pace, beginning to romp until he spotted a stranger prompted by her words, so he was a little surprised by her--to see an entire adult stranger here already! The boy halted again and aimed a wide-eyed stare at Olive, falling away from pursuing his dad and sibling already, without making much progress on it anyway. "A..aor," he muttered thoughtfully, and sunk down into the grass again to watch her more, though he took care to dart a look towards his mother first then father next, just to make sure this was not a problem. While unfamiliar to him, by appearances, she fit the general theme of what he was used to very well. Neither of his parents suggested he should worry, either. Jarilo stayed low though, just in case. He had a lot to process already.

terance was, well, nearby when he heard the call. he wasn't patrolling with any of the cerberus-- at least not today-- but he was just checking out a few old foxholes that were around the whelping den. he and hydra had chased something out of one not too long ago, and he checked them every now and then to make sure they didn't come back. the call was so exciting! terance was absolutely stoked to meet the babies. his green eyes were wide with excitement-- until he actually arrived.

he saw three of them, all bouncy and yippy and all those puppy things. he paused a little bit off, still clearly in sight. a wave of something like sadness crashed over him and, despite his best efforts, his ears fell with it. he stared as they played-- interacting with charon and amekaze and hydra-- but didn't move forward. maybe it was homesickness, or even jealousy, but terance suddenly didn't feel like meeting the babies, not when they were this young. he thought too much of his baby siblings, and of wraen and sarah. how unfair that their whole family be here, when he didn't even have a clue where his was now.

not finding the balls to run off into the mountains and avoid this whole situation, terance merely watched from a distance. the pups were plenty entertained and he doubted they'd even notice him, but if he caught an adults eye he'd give him a polite dip of his head and a wave of his tail. he was showing his support, that's all he wanted to do.

For a few moments more, he stayed hunkered low in the grass. With this being officially the most wolves he had ever seen at once, the steely boy was quick to decide that was an awful lot, and that he was not fully prepared for such. He needed a minute to regroup and once he had the chance to get a good look at as many other new wolves as he thought there were, he finally gathered up some courage and moved his way over closer to them. Galaxy already was giving her hello to them, and Vela looked to be taking it in quietly while their father made the proper introductions. He hovered off next to Vela a moment, craning his neck this way and that and eyeballing all the new faces still until he decided to approach Tryphon cautiously (since he was down low anyway!).. and reached out nose first towards him. Caution kept his paws more rooted, so he stretched out especially awkwardly for his weird little greeting.