August 27, 2022, 05:40 PM
SO SORRY AHHH
augur's hunting of large game had faded since their hunt. the grey man tucked himself close to new snow's chosen den and did not depart often.
when he was not sleeping alongside the she-wolf, augur guarded the outside, describing small patrols around the area. leadership admitted. blacktail free to come and go. everyone else would be haunted by a stern look from his yellow eyes, and a snort that would only relent should new snow communicate otherwise.
when she had ensconced herself in the whelping den, augur had watched.
he had waited.
the silence stretched, so he had gone to hunt, unsucessfully. hours passed and he had gone again.
this time when the clawan returned, it was to hear new snow's cry. the duck was dropped to the earth, forgotten. he sped to the denmouth only to be barred from entry. augur was not a wolf easily distressed but this did provoke a sodden whine from him. he listened all the same, aware that breaching the door to the den of a labouring mother was to invite calamity upon oneself.
his ears strained for every sound. he bathed his jaws and at last settled to heavy haunches, gazing at the entrance where she had gone.
the hunter paced again, unknowing that inside the den, new snow too walked the earth as mothers eternal had before her.
darkness came. he lay to wait, unable to sleep. and at dawn his attentive ears were treated to the sound of an infant's wailing.
augur sat up, an excited breath shuddering from his nostrils. he watched the entryway carefully, but new snow did not appear. his attempts to creep closer were met with resistance, and so the great man slunk balefully away once more.
more hours. he dozed, ears flicking at the summer insects which crawled over and around his muzzle.
when he awoke, there was nothing. and still he stayed, unwilling to leave for another hunt. the duck had been cached. his belly clawed with hunger but he remained watchful. stoic.
at last, at last, the cries of another child. his tail beat upon the earth as new snow called softly to him. augur inched closer upon his belly, reverent, submissive, ears folded as he stuck tongue out to lick at her flank and peered over it at their children: a robust boy and a much smaller girl.
augur was delighted.
when he was not sleeping alongside the she-wolf, augur guarded the outside, describing small patrols around the area. leadership admitted. blacktail free to come and go. everyone else would be haunted by a stern look from his yellow eyes, and a snort that would only relent should new snow communicate otherwise.
when she had ensconced herself in the whelping den, augur had watched.
he had waited.
the silence stretched, so he had gone to hunt, unsucessfully. hours passed and he had gone again.
this time when the clawan returned, it was to hear new snow's cry. the duck was dropped to the earth, forgotten. he sped to the denmouth only to be barred from entry. augur was not a wolf easily distressed but this did provoke a sodden whine from him. he listened all the same, aware that breaching the door to the den of a labouring mother was to invite calamity upon oneself.
his ears strained for every sound. he bathed his jaws and at last settled to heavy haunches, gazing at the entrance where she had gone.
the hunter paced again, unknowing that inside the den, new snow too walked the earth as mothers eternal had before her.
darkness came. he lay to wait, unable to sleep. and at dawn his attentive ears were treated to the sound of an infant's wailing.
augur sat up, an excited breath shuddering from his nostrils. he watched the entryway carefully, but new snow did not appear. his attempts to creep closer were met with resistance, and so the great man slunk balefully away once more.
more hours. he dozed, ears flicking at the summer insects which crawled over and around his muzzle.
when he awoke, there was nothing. and still he stayed, unwilling to leave for another hunt. the duck had been cached. his belly clawed with hunger but he remained watchful. stoic.
at last, at last, the cries of another child. his tail beat upon the earth as new snow called softly to him. augur inched closer upon his belly, reverent, submissive, ears folded as he stuck tongue out to lick at her flank and peered over it at their children: a robust boy and a much smaller girl.
augur was delighted.
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we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by New Snow - August 25, 2022, 08:45 AM
RE: we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by Bobcat - August 25, 2022, 09:33 AM
RE: we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by Thursdays Dawn - August 25, 2022, 09:37 AM
RE: we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by Mountain Boulder - August 27, 2022, 05:40 PM