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Leave love bleeding in my hands - Marina - March 22, 2024
Looking for babies but all welcome!!
Her exhaustion had not kept her from her children for long. Marina was greatly weakened, but so long as she drew breath she intended to keep her babies by her side. A single son and a single daughter, just as it had been the first time.It seemed her daughters were destined never to resemble their mother; the girl (@Puffyn) wore Dutch's warm tones already. But her son (@Chagak) reminded her of herself, and of Chakliux. Marina drew them both closer for a bath, marveling at how different they were from her first children in spite of the similarities.
RE: Leave love bleeding in my hands - Puffin - March 22, 2024
The girl had finally found blissful slumber. Tucked carefully against her mother's side, Puffyn's tiny white feet twitched vigorously as she careened carefree through soft, warm dreamlands. An occasional squeak escaped from her gently parted lips, rounded ears flicking here and there, intently listening to sounds created by her own subconscious. It was safe where she was, and with each passing hour, her previously waning essence grew stronger. Her slumbering little form began to relax, following the instinct to grow, grow, grow - to become.
Suddenly, there was something new. Not quite awake, but not fully asleep either, she was being assaulted by something wet and warm. What?! She wiggled half-heartedly in protest, making a mild fuss before ending up on her sienna-colored back, white belly exposed. She promptly fell back into a twilight slumber, forepaws folded against her chest as a soft snore suddenly escaped her throat.
RE: Leave love bleeding in my hands - Marina - April 06, 2024
Her son was peaceful as she groomed him, but her daughter protested the interruption of her nap. Marina laughed softly, pausing to admire the girl and let her settle back down. She really did look like Dutch. Maybe he would visit soon and see.
But your father is Chakliux,She murmured absentmindedly, aware that they couldn't hear her. It was better that way anyway; she didn't truly want to disturb their nap.
And you'll be raised as seal hunters. That's what you are.
Marina thought back to all that Kukutux had shared about seal hunter ways. Chakliux would raise their sons in the same manner Raiyuk had been brought up in — but it would fall to her and Tullik to guide their daughters. It would be very different from how she'd raised her oldest children. But maybe this time she wouldn't lose them.
After a time she resumed their bath, more slowly now.
RE: Leave love bleeding in my hands - Puffin - April 12, 2024
Puffyn lay captured in the fuzzy in-between of twilight sleep. Mother's ministrations were soothing, and an ear, flattened between her crown and the ground, listened casually to the sound of her voice. She was where she was meant to be, and little else mattered. She was safe, warm, satisfied.
The bird-girl had no concepts of lineage or duty - not yet. These things would become precious to her in time, along with responsibilities and anxieties associated with them. Developing within her were the seeds of determination and loyalty, the desire to please and be recognized for who - and what - she was. She indeed would be a seal hunter, through and through, despite any questions concerning her bloodline.
For now, she dozed, her lips curling into a dreamy, contented smile.