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Third child, restless child - Atka - April 21, 2021
(Warm, strong spring sun, @Tulok @Alduin )
Mere weeks had passed and yet the boys were growing large and strong, Atka too, fuelled by their destinies they grew and then ate until they grew some more. Looking at him now, his eventual titanhood was plain to see for any who looked upon his blessed form.
Upon unsteady feet he would wander, around the den, a dash for the entrance before the mother beast swept him up by the scruff to put him back in his rightful place, nestled against her warm stomach. She was as gentle as she was beautiful, though the whelp knew from experience not to take that beauty as a sign of strength. Their mother was fearsome, to say the least.
She had bestowed upon them along with the father beast a birthright of stone and blood, a kingdom to conquer and fellow wolves to crush and tear beneath them. Of course, Atka was too small to understand much of this, prophecies did not swirl inside his brain and drive him to madness. Not yet.
The pup struggled over to the farthest wall on tiny, unstable legs, the widest he had yet traveled. Here there was a strange thing, part of their den but small and round. Barely bigger than his paw. What was this? "Mam." He barked, tail starting to wag as he craned his head back to call for her. The pebble was fascinating to one who had never ventured outside.
RE: Third child, restless child - Kynareth Deagon - April 22, 2021
Kynareth had just been right outside the den when he’d heard his pups barking and seen Simmik pull one back in through the entrance by his scruff. He made him chuckle and smile softly at them. Specifically the one attempting to escape, his little Atka. Though, not small at all by any standards, he is the youngest — a fat, healthy pup just like his brothers, the boy has a sense of adventure that Kyn knows is going to be a pain in the ass as he gets older.
Unlike the other two, he’s noticed that Tulok is a daddy’s boy and has taken a liking to Kynareth as well as his mother of course. Alduin though, that dark little fur-ball is stuck to his mother’s ass like a fly. Not that Kyn blames him. He can tell he’s a momma’s boy though.
Finally after just staring, he moves into the den and watches as Atka finds pebble and calls out to his mother about it. Which makes him laugh of course. Now that their eyes are open they’ve been causing all sorts of trouble. He can’t wait until they meet the rest of the pack, that should be interesting.
So Donovan sits beside Simmik and nuzzles against her momentarily as he laughs about Atka and his newfound interest. Oh, what a cutie.
RE: Third child, restless child - Alduin - April 22, 2021
Since Alduin had opened his eyes he’d been amazed yet frightened by the outside world that is beyond his eyelids. He screamed and cried at first until his mother had been able to comfort him. Only when he’d laid those blurry, little, blue eyes on her for the first time was he blinded by how bright her fur was. She’s beautiful and he instantly decided he loved her more than when he previously did. Deciding to climb all over her constantly and demand her constant attention, often times trying to hog it from his brothers as well.
Love me more! He puts behind his little angry barks and whimpers. Pushing his brothers away with fat, stumpy paws and moving closer to his mother.
Now though, he is more used to her appearance and now also used to his fathers as well. Unlike with Simmik, Kyn had spooked him at first until his scent became familiar. Then he too climbed all over him to familiarize himself with the man who had given him life. He decides he loves him too, loves him even before he opened his eyes, but now even more so now that he’s seen him.
Today, it seems his brother is getting into trouble. Making their beautiful mother grab him and put him back in the den and huff at his adventurousness. Alduin had barked and did a cute little growl I’m excitement and licked excitedly at his mother’s face at a job well done. Until, he gets distracted by his brother calling for their mother.
His fat head looks in his direction from his place tucked against his mother’s chest. His cute face wondering what he has found looks confused. Yet, then it’s excited and he’s yipping when he sees his father enter the den. He’d say hi to him later, for now, his brother has something that he might want. So he clumsily moves over his mother’s paws and falls horribly, rolling a few times and growls his cute little growl when he gets angry at it. Making his way to his brother he looks down dumbly at the rock then to his brother.
“Wuh?” He chirps back unintelligibly. He lowers his head to sniff and does a cute little dance and slaps a fat little paw onto it. His little tail wags just as hard as his brothers. What the hell is this? He likes it.
RE: Third child, restless child - Simmik - April 22, 2021
The boys were starting to become more mobile and curious, much to her dismay. She was proud that they were growing so strong and able, but she worried they might get hurt; She was incredibly protective of them, and they were still much too young for life outside the den.
They had just been napping in a pile moments ago, Simmik feeling secure with the knowledge that Ky rested just outside should anyone decide to act stupidly and wander too close. Even in sleep, she was attuned to every movement within the den, so when Atka stirred, her eyes flew open. She watched as he got up and started to wobble around, the other two boys awake at this point too. She let them wander anywhere within the confines of their den, but she never let them move through the entrance into the outside world—not yet. So when her youngest son's path became clear, she lifted up from the ground and snatched him up just as he made it into the opening. She set him back down with his brothers and settled down again. He was the most curious of the three, and she knew it would get him into trouble as he grew older and gained more freedom. It just meant she would have to keep a close eye on him. Alduin barked and nipped excitedly at her, earning him a playful mouthing, followed by licks to his face as he settled against her chest. He was needy—she had figured that out quickly because he was neither shy nor quiet about it. He was constantly demanding her attention, and she often obliged him; she didn't really mind anyway, she thought it was pretty cute and was happy to smother him in affection.
Atka's questioning call to her had her focus shifting to him and the rock he seemed very interested in.
That's a rock,she told him patiently, unsure what all he could understand just yet. His words were minimal and mostly nonsense, but she could see his intelligence even now. Ky entered the den then, clearly attracted to the commotion within, and she smiled up at him, nuzzling him in return to his own affectionate greeting. As usual, Alduin seemed excited to see his father but he was more interested in what his brother had to greet him with his usual boisterous affection. Tulok had been silent this whole time, which was not abnormal for their second born. He sat next to her and watched his brothers curiously but when Ky entered, he lifted up and settled between her husband's large legs. He sat there, leaning against Ky's chest as he continued to watch his brothers.
All three had such different personalities already. She could watch them explore and play all day, and she frequently did. She couldn't help but laugh at the way Alduin danced around the stone; he was always so bold and curious. She was eager to see how that would grow with him. Simmik reached over and nibbled on her mate's ear before offering him a few kisses to his cheek. She was perfectly content.
RE: Third child, restless child - Tulok - April 23, 2021
His brother's absence was felt immediately, pulling the quiet boy from his slumber. He liked routine and for things to be the same; they were napping now, and he thought Atka should respect that and stay tucked against their mother like he and Adluin were currently. Not only was their nap time now interrupted, but as Atka made his way to the outside, it made mom get up and go after him, leaving more cold absence in her wake. He yawned and sighed, watching as Simmik carried their inconsiderate brother back to the group. Alduin was riled up then and up their mother's ass as usual. Tulok loved her too—she was beautiful and loving and never failed to give them what they needed. But he thought Alduin's behavior was a little over the top.
Their father entered the den then, and Tulok's annoyed look morphed into one of interest. Dad was big and strong, and he wanted to be just like him. He got up from his mother's side and plopped down against dad's chest. From there, he watched his brothers inspect a hard object on the ground that mom described as a rock. He was curious about it, but not enough to leave his place against dad.
The familiar feeling of hunger soon pulled his focus from his siblings, and he reached up to lick at Kynareth's mouth like he did with mom sometimes. Some meals came this way, and he had decided they were just as good as the milk that had sustained him these first weeks of life.
RE: Third child, restless child - Atka - April 23, 2021
The father beast was never far from the sanctum. A muscular and mighty canine, stripped like a wildcat and fierce as one too. A lot like his elder brother Alduin, something to be marveled at. Atka was neither a mommas boy nor a daddy's boy. No, instead he was all for his brothers. He practically worshiped the ground his big brothers walked on, wherever they were he was sure to be right behind them.
Of course, that wasn't to say Atka did not love his parents, he constantly licked at the mother beast's nose or nipped his father's chin with sharp needle-like teeth. The prophet had quickly learned food came from the mouth, his favorite kind. The taste of blood had him running around on unsteady feet until he fell flat on his face.
Yet, as of now, he was entranced by the pebble. A rock. What a beautiful thing. Alduin attacked it without hesitation, how brave he was! Atka soon followed suit, biting into the hard surface. It was soon followed by a yelp of pain, scuttling back to hide between his mother's paws. Lesson learned, do not bite the hard rock. "Rok." He repeated, reaching on his back legs to paw at Simmik's face. I said it! Now feed me. The pup regularly forgot how weak his legs were as he tumbled backward into the woman's chest, shaking himself off with a tiny huff of annoyance.
RE: Third child, restless child - Kynareth Deagon - April 24, 2021
Kyn can’t help but laugh hard as hell when he watches his two sons freak out over a rock. Yet, his attention is stolen as his second born nuzzles against him and his heart melts. Smiling he looks down to Tulok, feeling those sharp, little teeth mouth against him.
“Haha, ow, little bastard.” He hums with a laugh as one of Tulok’s teeth snag on his lip. “Here, here, you little demon.” He chuckles as he gets up and bows his head down.
This whole throwing up thing is new for him and it’s hard, but he’s been getting better. So he reaches down into his mind and prepares himself to gag up the food he’d eaten just about an hour ago. Sooner or later he’s able to make himself do it and he swears if he had the ability to sweat he would be. Regurgitating the food into a small pile right next to Tulok.
“There’s dinner.” He grunts with a light lifting of his lip as he looks to Simmik. “God, I hate doing that.” He chuckles softly, his face still twisted up uncomfortably. Then he looks to the other two and down to Tulok once more. “You gotta share with your brothers alright?” He says softly before calling the others over. “Atka, Alduin. Food.” He says simply, thinking that they would understand.
He hates to interrupt the other boys moment of discovery, but he didn’t want to throw up separately for the other two.
RE: Third child, restless child - Alduin - April 28, 2021
Alduin squeals in excitement as his little brother attacks the pebble along with him. His fat snout opening with a dark tongue falling out as he squeaks his appraisal to Atka. Yet, when his brother moves to bite it bravely he whimpers in pain and Alduin’s excitement is stunted with bewilderment. What the hell?! Did that rock just hurt his brother? His tiny white brows furrow and a high pitched growl emits from his mouth as his brother scampers off to the mother beast.
Alduin would make this so called rock pay for its misdeeds! He stomps down onto it with two fat paws like a polar bear trying to break ice. Growls flow from him in frustration and he looks back to his mother and Atka with a wide, goofy grin once he believes he has defeated it. I saved you, brother! His grin and high pitched bark says.
Then all of a sudden he smells food and the large striped wolf he knows as his father calls to him. Oh, all this being a hero and saving his baby brother has made him hungry. He scuttles over to the pile of thrown up meat and butts in right next to Tulok. He furiously begins downing it and two bites in he chokes.
He stops and hacks once, twice and then lowers his tiny head and disgustingly hacking up the food he just ate. Smacking his lips and looking dumbly up to his mother and father as if he didn’t even do it. Automatically, he shamelessly goes to eat it again, equally as fast, not learning his lesson one bit.
RE: Third child, restless child - Simmik - April 29, 2021
She watched and winced as Atka bit down on the rock, finding out quickly that it was hard and would hurt his sensitive baby teeth. She was prepared for his reaction, and so she received him with affectionate kisses and nuzzles as he came back to her for comfort.
Ky shifted beside her, and she looked over to find him vomiting up partially digested food for Tulok. She smiled at her husband as he shared his dislike for the activity. She didn't mind it too much. She would do whatever she needed to do to keep the children healthy and happy. Vomiting was a small price to pay. She could understand his discomfort, though, and she loved to watch him care for their children. It made warmth swell in her chest.
Alduin seemed distracted with the rock still, dancing around it and growling adorably. When he looked over at her and their last born, pride visible on his face, Simmik couldn't help but grin.
Good job, baby,she told him. He seemed to notice the food then, and came barreling over to partake in the meal Tulok had wasted no time with. She tensed a little, unsure how the second born would react—he could be possessive of his food, which was why it was helpful to have her husband to offer more. Tulok was especially possessive over his father, so instead of waiting for the bickering to start, she quickly got to work with bring up the contents from her own stomach.
She delivered the warm, mushy meal on the ground next to Atka. Then she nuzzled him.
Eat, handsome,she cooed softly to him. Now there was plenty of food to go around. It seemed in the meantime, their first born had taken in his food too quickly and vomited it back up in front of him. He had wasted no time attempting to re-ingest it, and she could see no issue with it; no need to waste a perfectly good meal.
She smiled over at Ky, overcome with gratitude to have this moment with him.
RE: Third child, restless child - Tulok - April 29, 2021
His tail wagged where it rested in his hip—just like dad. And he waited for his request to be fulfilled. He knew his mother and father would never deny him food. He watched his dad with adoration on his little face, waiting patiently while Kynareth brought up his last meal on the ground before him. Tulok stood, the smell of food making him hop excitedly in place. When dad settled back down, Tulok took his place between dad's large forelegs and started eating.
His gaze periodically scanned around him as if someone might come at any moment and take his food. Only his brother came, though, and the second born growled lowly at him, freezing as Alduin came and took a few quick bites. But then his brother walked away to vomit himself and seemed perfectly happy to eat what he had brought back up. Tulok positioned himself so that his older brother could not sneak back in and take more food. It was his food and he wouldn't share.
He smelled food coming from where mom and Atka were. He had missed everything that had gone on, too busy eating to pay attention to anything else. But now that mom had given them food as well, maybe Alduin would go over there and leave Tulok to eat in peace.
RE: Third child, restless child - Kynareth Deagon - May 09, 2021
Kyn laughs softly and shakes his head when Alduin goes and throw up his own food. He doesn’t say anything to him, just lets him enjoy it. On the other hand he sees and hears Tuloks growl and his brows raise and he looks over at Simmik.
“Angry little man, huh.” He chuckles over to her.
He can’t stop smiling though. He loves his little pups so much it’s absolutely impossible to think anything bad of them. Especially with those curly little tails and fat little bodies. Their personalities absolutely crack him up too. They’re all so funny!
Speaking of angry little man’s; Tulok’s growl had brought Alduin’s attention back onto him and Kyn watches the darker pup warily. He knows how possessive Tulok is over food, but he’s horrible and wants to see what’ll happen. Without taking his eyes off the two pups, he taps Simmik with his paw and motions towards the two for her to watch.
“I think they’re about to fight.” He chuckles uselessly with a smile. He’s absolutely horrible because he wants to see who’ll win even though they’re just little potatoes.
RE: Third child, restless child - Alduin - May 09, 2021
And fight they would! The rumbling made from Tulok’s chest sets a fire in Alduin’s fat belly. How dare he, my own brother, not share food with me?! I demand it! Share with me! I demand it!
Alduin growls himself and legitimately wastes no time in showing his distaste with a hearty, angry, little bark. Trying to be as fierce as possible he puffs out his chest, little chubby legs trying to hold him up high. He barks again and he’s bravely waddling over to his brother, instantly trying his luck at jumping on him and biting at Tulok’s scruff. Shaking his little puppy head even though it won’t do any real damage.
He’s first born! He demands respecc!