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currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
in those first days, wolf dreamer helped the children to nurse from dancing fox.
they must live.
"they must live, do you understand, dancing fox?" wolf dreamer murmured into her velveteen ear, cradling the pups against his chest and wrapping an arm around her.
the snow-winds raged beyond. the man and his wife had left. a caribou had been cut and cured. they had meat, he and @Wilwarin, meat and hides now.
and all for a trade.
all for a trade that soured his belly.
he would not sleep tonight, and lifted his head to watch the millions of golden threads wavering upward from the sea.
they must live.
"they must live, do you understand, dancing fox?" wolf dreamer murmured into her velveteen ear, cradling the pups against his chest and wrapping an arm around her.
the snow-winds raged beyond. the man and his wife had left. a caribou had been cut and cured. they had meat, he and @Wilwarin, meat and hides now.
and all for a trade.
all for a trade that soured his belly.
he would not sleep tonight, and lifted his head to watch the millions of golden threads wavering upward from the sea.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
The meat did her wonders. Even though the Dreamer had to masticate for her at first, feeding her as if she were one more child within this shelter, Wilwarin accepted the help and slowly, slowly, achingly slowly, her energy levels increased. The boys drank from her and she lay prone there.
The snow piled outside. It was warmer in the shelter than before; Dreamer was there, she recognized now. He was watching the storm, and she was watching him.
When she mouthed something, he would not see—and so Wilwarin tried to sit up, dislodging one of the boys from a teat, and listened as they squalled for her.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
he turned at the first hint of anger from the sons and caught the eyes of dancing fox, open with the look he had come to associate with her wanting to speak.
carefully, with a frown not of worry but of focus, he crouched closer, guiding the children almost automatically back to where they belonged at her belly.
his black eyes found her own, mingling slowly with the gold of her holding look.
carefully, with a frown not of worry but of focus, he crouched closer, guiding the children almost automatically back to where they belonged at her belly.
his black eyes found her own, mingling slowly with the gold of her holding look.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
She had to sit there while he tended to the children, positioning them, having them latch. She felt slow, and so heavy, and wondered if this was how her body would be like from now on. The thought of never dancing in the grass again made her eyes shine with emotion; her lips pressed in to a frown as she looked at the two large children, who seemed to only grow.
When she glanced back to the Dreamer, it took another moment to compose herself and she breathed deeply, tasting the milky musk of her sons in the air and not much else.
I had a dream.Wilwarin mouthed.
I saw—I saw stars. I was. . . stars. My girls... spoke to me, sang—I, don't know. . .It didn't make any sense! She would go on to lean away from her babies and towards the man, for the comfort of his shoulder.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
she had dreamed!
he stared at her, black eyes fathomless.
"you saw the star web?" he breathed, but it was not a question.
she spoke of girls, not boys.
he moved closer, and let dancing fox settle warmly against him. "you heard souls speaking to you from the web. their songs mean they are happy," he assured, filled with wonder. "what happened to them?"
wolf dreamer held her softly.
he stared at her, black eyes fathomless.
"you saw the star web?" he breathed, but it was not a question.
she spoke of girls, not boys.
he moved closer, and let dancing fox settle warmly against him. "you heard souls speaking to you from the web. their songs mean they are happy," he assured, filled with wonder. "what happened to them?"
wolf dreamer held her softly.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
The star web? So he knew what this meant?
The explanation only brought to mind more questions, and she was too tired to ask them. What he spoke of, she trusted immediately. He had been there in some of the dreams—he had told her of the thread, once, in a time that felt like another life.
The girls.
They said it was right. They were home.
Those tears threatened, again.
They were somewhere without her, and it was alright. It hurt to think home was not with her, though.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
"yes, the star web. they —"
the excitement died away. he sensed her turmoil, and held her in the strong place of one arm.
"it is where we go when we die. or, when a new soul dies before it can be named, it returns to the star web to be reborn. each life is a lesson. each lesson is a path on the star web. each soul learns many lessons and many paths before it is born. each time."
"they are home." his voice reassuring.
the excitement died away. he sensed her turmoil, and held her in the strong place of one arm.
"it is where we go when we die. or, when a new soul dies before it can be named, it returns to the star web to be reborn. each life is a lesson. each lesson is a path on the star web. each soul learns many lessons and many paths before it is born. each time."
"they are home." his voice reassuring.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
She dabbed her eyes against him, idly adjusting while the two boys ate away at her.
What about us?Wilwarin wasn't looking at him when she said this, and wasn't sure if he was looking; but she was too tired to reiterate the question. There was a deeper meaning there—not just the lack of a home, but the lack of anything resembling life.
Had she come back fully from the web?
What if all of this was dream too?
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
congrats on 100 <33
snow blew into the den.
the dreamer felt the tangle of its cold in his fur.
"not yet." he looked at the shimmering gold lines which connected she and her sons, and him, and the web above.
"what is home to you, dancing fox? and, now that you can — well. i never asked. what is your name?"
the dreamer felt the tangle of its cold in his fur.
"not yet." he looked at the shimmering gold lines which connected she and her sons, and him, and the web above.
"what is home to you, dancing fox? and, now that you can — well. i never asked. what is your name?"
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
Not yet.
She sighed against him, seemingly relieved.
Her eyes fluttered, the gold alighting on the far wall a moment, then the bundles at her belly, and then finally upon his face where it was bent over her.
Wilwarin, of. . . Moonglow, I suppose. . .
And you?
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
"wilwarin."
he did not know the sound of it, but he tried, and it was beautiful.
of moonglow. a place?
wilwarin asked after his name. he started to form the first syllable and then stopped, brow furrowing again.
"i suppose it's ... well." he shifted uncomfortably. "Wolf, he ... he calls me dreamer. like him. wolf dreamer."
what had he ever been before?
he did not know the sound of it, but he tried, and it was beautiful.
of moonglow. a place?
wilwarin asked after his name. he started to form the first syllable and then stopped, brow furrowing again.
"i suppose it's ... well." he shifted uncomfortably. "Wolf, he ... he calls me dreamer. like him. wolf dreamer."
what had he ever been before?
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
He tested it aloud, and she gave a subtle nod of her chin; yes, that was it, that was right.
As for who he was, there appeared now a conundrum. Someone had called him Dreamer, and that was fine, but Wilwarin did not know who Wolf was, and caught the way he spoke of this person, in the present as if this naming was recent, somehow.
Had they a visitor?
Oh—yes, there had been one, that is where the meat had come from!
The hunter?She had not known of the husband-and-wife who visited, the one time. Only that someone had to have helped Dreamer; whoever they were, Wilwarin was grateful. They must have been pure of spirit.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
"no." he smiled. "his name was cen. but he never told me his wife's name."
he breathed. "when i dream, when i — go away. i walk the star web. and i meet Wolf, well, the Spirit of Wolf. i meet him and he — he teaches me things. he calls me a dreamer. he came to me when, well, when you did."
that fever. she had nursed him through it. Wolf had come on the hottest day.
he breathed. "when i dream, when i — go away. i walk the star web. and i meet Wolf, well, the Spirit of Wolf. i meet him and he — he teaches me things. he calls me a dreamer. he came to me when, well, when you did."
that fever. she had nursed him through it. Wolf had come on the hottest day.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
It felt like he wanted her to understand, but she couldn't quite get there. They had been visited but that was a different man; still, Wilwarin accepted this name and would pocket it in her mind, and one day repay the debt to Cen.
Dreamer spoke then of his dreaming, which was less confusing now than it might've been prior to the birth of her sons, because Wilwarin had experienced the dream. Except in her dream she had been alone. Even when her daughters came to her, they were only voices.
She is quiet, contemplative; tired and perhaps fading a bit, until Galathilion pinched her too hard and she sucked in a quick breath, and had to adjust.
After, Wilwarin murmurs to the Dreamer,
You were a mess. I was afraid for you.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
a laugh came then, gentle and rich.
"i'm sure i was. the dream takes me so far away, it's hard to get back sometimes."
he felt her every emotion, it seemed. the golden threads twinkled around she and the children. "wilwarin, what did you name them?" he asked, wanting to keep her only a moment longer before he pillowed her head on his side.
"i'm sure i was. the dream takes me so far away, it's hard to get back sometimes."
he felt her every emotion, it seemed. the golden threads twinkled around she and the children. "wilwarin, what did you name them?" he asked, wanting to keep her only a moment longer before he pillowed her head on his side.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 03, 2024
He was full of life, then! Laughing, filling their shelter with his voice. It was a sharp departure from the quiet and although brief, Wilwarin found it comforting, like the stoking of a fire.
The question of the boys drew some of the joy away, although Wilwarin couldn't pinpoint why. She looked at them as they nursed or slept, whatever it was they were doing, and she knew she loved them, it was just not as simple as loving her own mother or her siblings.
A dart of her eyes to Dreamer, and she motions to the first one—the nearest, and darkest.
@Airasëa,
then the other, with his red and cream furs,
@Galathilion.
It struck her as she said these names, that while she knew how they would sound, perhaps mouthing them would not work. They were complicated and beautiful to her, but she worried Dreamer would struggle.
What would you call them?It felt only right—without him, who would know if the little family would survive. He was a part of them, now.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 03, 2024
they were a picture for a moment, an image of parental affection.
an illusion.
"airasëa. galathilion." he struggled, yes, but looked resolutely for any corrections wilwarin might give.
he said the names again, looked down at the sons.
did she remember the pain?
did she remember the death?
or had she dreamed that whole time away?
he hoped she had.
he thought of the black down, showering upon she and the young ones, and how the lightless quills had soaked in the red which also surrounded her boys.
a name came to him, but he did not like it.
it surfaced again, and he gave it voice; over airasëa the dreamer murmured, "lightning shell."
third-born and the first to shine in that snow shelter beside the sea.
and the second, bright as the blood which had heralded him. "sunchaser."
bright names, names meant to glow as the star web did.
he glanced at wilwarin now, wondering what she thought of the names. wolf dreamer himself did not know what to make of their sound.
an illusion.
"airasëa. galathilion." he struggled, yes, but looked resolutely for any corrections wilwarin might give.
he said the names again, looked down at the sons.
did she remember the pain?
did she remember the death?
or had she dreamed that whole time away?
he hoped she had.
he thought of the black down, showering upon she and the young ones, and how the lightless quills had soaked in the red which also surrounded her boys.
a name came to him, but he did not like it.
it surfaced again, and he gave it voice; over airasëa the dreamer murmured, "lightning shell."
third-born and the first to shine in that snow shelter beside the sea.
and the second, bright as the blood which had heralded him. "sunchaser."
bright names, names meant to glow as the star web did.
he glanced at wilwarin now, wondering what she thought of the names. wolf dreamer himself did not know what to make of their sound.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 07, 2024
He took his time, and Wilwarin was glad to wait and to listen. She nested there and dozed a little while he thought and when he offered names, she smiled and accepted them. They were easier names for Dreamer to speak and would add another layer of protection to them, Wilwarin felt, because the bad spirits would be confused.
Thank you. For staying with me. For... being.She would not have survived without him, and perhaps they both knew that. How odd that Wilwarin had gone through her life before this without any desire for leaving home, or for having children, or any of it; yet she was mother now, and this man had become such an important part of her life.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 07, 2024
she settled, and smiled. her gold threads gleamed with her gratitude. there was nothing hidden in wilwarin, he decided.
she was an important part of the spiral in the sky. and her sons also. he felt their power, felt their tiny unformed dreaming, and knew.
"you don't have to thank me. just breathe. be well. i'm glad to be here with you."
he almost called her dancing fox again.
"moonglow. you said it not long ago. is - was - that your home? where is it? do you want me to take you there?" his questions were modulated, gentle; there was so much to know about wilwarin.
wolf dreamer wanted to stay where they were. but he knew, for her sake and for that of the little ones, they would need to move on. the caribou meat would only last so long.
she was an important part of the spiral in the sky. and her sons also. he felt their power, felt their tiny unformed dreaming, and knew.
"you don't have to thank me. just breathe. be well. i'm glad to be here with you."
he almost called her dancing fox again.
"moonglow. you said it not long ago. is - was - that your home? where is it? do you want me to take you there?" his questions were modulated, gentle; there was so much to know about wilwarin.
wolf dreamer wanted to stay where they were. but he knew, for her sake and for that of the little ones, they would need to move on. the caribou meat would only last so long.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 08, 2024
Throughout the ordeal of the birth, she had thought of the women who meant so much to her; she thought of her mother, her sisters; of Moonglow and Neverwinter, of Tultalle. How badly she had wished that someone could have been here! And now that the boys had been born, Wilwarin thought only of Moonglow as a dreamer might. But the man was curious, and Wilwarin ruminates over what to do.
She knows her sons are growing but they do it slowly, and they do it with some struggle. They are fortunate enough for the elk meat, even if they cannot eat it themselves. Wilwarin has slowly regained energy and with that, the boys have feasted through her. It would be easier among those she knows—and truly, she does not know what it is that makes her shake her head as she answers the Dreamer.
It was. Something... Something calls me away from it, now.There had been a promise to Easy, once, or maybe not a promise but an invitation granted and accepted; but where was the elder woman now? Where was Wilwarin now? The world's edge was a cold and empty place. Her attention lingers on her sons.
I think I will know home when I find it.
RE: currant - Wolf Dreamer - April 08, 2024
power, he wanted to say. it's power that calls you away.
but she would know. she had to know. she'd dreamed her daughters singing on the star web.
"then we'll travel till you do." there was nothing in the dreamer that wanted to be parted from her, and much more that wanted to see her do.
she had more to do, to be.
"sleep now. we'll go in the next few days."
Wolf clacked a rattling chortle.
but she would know. she had to know. she'd dreamed her daughters singing on the star web.
"then we'll travel till you do." there was nothing in the dreamer that wanted to be parted from her, and much more that wanted to see her do.
she had more to do, to be.
"sleep now. we'll go in the next few days."
Wolf clacked a rattling chortle.
RE: currant - Wilwarin - April 08, 2024
When he suggested sleep, Wilwarin felt the immensity of her body and the great weight of her bones, and wanted only to lay her head down. Was it magic that drew her eyes shut? Her babies nested at her belly, and she drifted where she lay against the Dreamer.