A moon of Dagur.
He had carved a place in the earth with his presence, he had carved a place in the wolves here with his presence. Although with his development came the sheen of something akin to a bullheaded boy.
In the moments when he was left by @Sanja with @Bjarna, he often fought for control. Digging through the pale furs of their older sibling. Shoving his face into hers.
When he was by mother's side, he had no qualms about budging @Skáld or @Yrsa aside for food rights.
This was not to say he won every time.
But he tried and tried again.
Today, he looked for the next victim to his boyish antics. A lazy body flattered at the mouth of the den. Ready to strike when somebody neared.
He had carved a place in the earth with his presence, he had carved a place in the wolves here with his presence. Although with his development came the sheen of something akin to a bullheaded boy.
In the moments when he was left by @Sanja with @Bjarna, he often fought for control. Digging through the pale furs of their older sibling. Shoving his face into hers.
When he was by mother's side, he had no qualms about budging @Skáld or @Yrsa aside for food rights.
This was not to say he won every time.
But he tried and tried again.
Today, he looked for the next victim to his boyish antics. A lazy body flattered at the mouth of the den. Ready to strike when somebody neared.
experimental writing with this character
October 03, 2022, 12:04 PM
She came creeping to the mouth of the den on her belly, having been met by Gunnar further afield. The reek of fresh rabbit clung to her - and so did the rich textures of autumn.
As Sanja arrived she sought to view her children, and counted them: one sleeping, two sleeping, three -- where was three? A momentary panic flutters her heart-strings. She is tense, nearly whale-eyed, and about to reverse her course.
Had three escaped from the den somehow? Was he wandering the woods on his little legs? The new mother wanted to sound the alarm, and only at the last second saw a shape by the den mouth, hunched within the interior, that she recognized.
Air returned to her lungs and Sanja reached to draw him close in a needy hug.
As Sanja arrived she sought to view her children, and counted them: one sleeping, two sleeping, three -- where was three? A momentary panic flutters her heart-strings. She is tense, nearly whale-eyed, and about to reverse her course.
Had three escaped from the den somehow? Was he wandering the woods on his little legs? The new mother wanted to sound the alarm, and only at the last second saw a shape by the den mouth, hunched within the interior, that she recognized.
Air returned to her lungs and Sanja reached to draw him close in a needy hug.
October 17, 2022, 01:59 PM
Before he could strike, mother scooped him.
Needy and clinging. He squirmed softly against her, if only to capture his own air in his lungs. Soft mewls of defeat rattled from him. Very much in the manner of Mom, you're cramping my style!
Regardless, he would surely settle soon enough.
Needy and clinging. He squirmed softly against her, if only to capture his own air in his lungs. Soft mewls of defeat rattled from him. Very much in the manner of Mom, you're cramping my style!
Regardless, he would surely settle soon enough.
experimental writing with this character
October 17, 2022, 03:07 PM
The woman hummed a few notes to try and calm him. If that did not work, she naturally began to put a tune to it, and hummed a song from her own mother. It was a nameless thing that had been repeated often enough within Sanja's childhood to be ingrained.
When she grew tired of that, she held him close with her forelegs and began to groom his face. A wide, warm tongue lavished Dagur with all the attention Sanja could muster (it would not last long), and when she finished this, she sighed.
When she grew tired of that, she held him close with her forelegs and began to groom his face. A wide, warm tongue lavished Dagur with all the attention Sanja could muster (it would not last long), and when she finished this, she sighed.
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