August 29, 2023, 12:16 AM
Her children grew, and so did Kvarsheim. Eight children strong, each a little different from the next, yet each as much an heir to Stone Circle as the children before. Taktuq still wondered if her mother and aunt would be pleased with where she and Gunnar had steered Kvarsheim - but then, she reminded herself, Kvarsheim was not Easthollow, even if she felt like they shared a heart. She was pleased with how far Kvarsheim had come. Pleased to see life grow within their ranks. Pleased for the peace they had sown into the Valley and maintained with the help of Swiftcurrent and RiverClan. Well... for the most part.
But she felt peace. Peace enough to leave her children under the care of her packmates, and take off for an afternoon on her own. After weeks in the den it felt good to stretch her legs again and see the lay of the land, while running as she had not run for a very long time.
She would have been content to keep pace in the downs between Jade Fern Grove and Fox's Glade, if not for the commotion at the lake. Even if she hadn't been close enough to see the ducks, she could have heard them from half a field away. A flurry of wingbeats and disgruntled quacks.
Curiousity got the better of her.
Taktuq pranced the final lengths to the wetlands, where birds regathered on the cool blue lake. She saw rather quickly what had stirred them up - and immediately, she pressed her ears forward and stopped with a startled flinch. A northerner! So quick to jump to conclusions - but what else could she be, with fur as thick and snowy white as her father's had been? Or as Selamuit's too?
She almost called out to her - almost, if not for the lake and the ducks between them. If this woman was hunting, she would not scatter the birds by shouting - but she would make her presence known, and Taktuq skirted around the shoreline with a welcoming wave of her tail, clipping her way towards the stranger.
But she felt peace. Peace enough to leave her children under the care of her packmates, and take off for an afternoon on her own. After weeks in the den it felt good to stretch her legs again and see the lay of the land, while running as she had not run for a very long time.
She would have been content to keep pace in the downs between Jade Fern Grove and Fox's Glade, if not for the commotion at the lake. Even if she hadn't been close enough to see the ducks, she could have heard them from half a field away. A flurry of wingbeats and disgruntled quacks.
Curiousity got the better of her.
Taktuq pranced the final lengths to the wetlands, where birds regathered on the cool blue lake. She saw rather quickly what had stirred them up - and immediately, she pressed her ears forward and stopped with a startled flinch. A northerner! So quick to jump to conclusions - but what else could she be, with fur as thick and snowy white as her father's had been? Or as Selamuit's too?
She almost called out to her - almost, if not for the lake and the ducks between them. If this woman was hunting, she would not scatter the birds by shouting - but she would make her presence known, and Taktuq skirted around the shoreline with a welcoming wave of her tail, clipping her way towards the stranger.
:big eyes: I'm so rusty but please take my girl
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I stand to my feet - by Kovette - August 25, 2023, 09:40 AM
RE: I stand to my feet - by Taktuq - August 29, 2023, 12:16 AM
RE: I stand to my feet - by Kovette - August 29, 2023, 01:05 PM