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Post by Centience on Aug 4, 2013 15:02:38 GMT -8
My tiny body shook and shivered violently, not from being cold honestly just from being weak. I could almost see death coming for me just as he had taken my siblings - and possibly my parents. It was an overwhelming feeling, my young mind knew the basics of life and death already. So early. So sudden. Bi colored eyes would close slowly as I sat in this empty barn. Cold cruel silence consumed my thoughts. Nothing no more cries of my siblings, no more little paws against the wood except for my own. It was a mean reality, and it made my sick to my stomach. But maybe that was just the ever growing hunger - no that was pain. Depression as my heart sunk into the pit of my stomach, my ears would fall back gently. Nose pointed to the molding breaking wood below me, and I just stared. Slowly i'd pick myself back up, I had to do something but this barn was all I knew. We just stayed here, even mom and dad wouldn't let us leave. They said it was too dangerous. Dangerous, it was always danger nothing was safe. Nothing was ok. Whining gently I padded through the barn looking for that soft pile of hay I found last night. It was the middle of the day now. The sun high in the sky, but I'd never see it. Only the rays that broke through the doors and holes.
Little mice scurried along the floor panels, not even giving me a second glance as they went about their own lives. Did anyone care? My brothers cared they tried, they died trying to keep me safe and now would all their work go to waste? Rounding the corner, I gazed into the stall filled with hay, a little place where it was pushed down where I would sleep every night. Spider webs clung to the walls, this was a home for them but this was not my home. It only brought pain and sorrow. Mother said we had a pack, but we could never get back to them when the world went to hell. No way back to safety, the road we would of had to traveled was dangerous and risky. Bouncing into the small inlet from where my tiny weight pressed down on the dried grass. I would pace around for a few seconds before plopping down lazily. A yawn escaping my muzzle, I had grown very tired. More than normal, my boundless puppy energy lost with the lack of food. My ribs were visible along with my hip bones from the loss of nutrition. This place felt like a cage, I was trapped here until someone big and strong came to get my out. Maybe there was a knight in shining armor! I could be the princess and they would rescue me from my keep and everything would be ok again.
I reluctantly let my eyes fall shut, scared of what would happen if I kept them closed for too long. Brothers closed their eyes and they never woke up. I wanted to wake up as the fear set in I quickly forced my heavy eyelids to open up. Though my head remained rested and I fought it now. I wouldn't go, I didn't want to be with them just yet. "I don't wanna go." I murmured softly, adjusting to try and help keep myself awake for fear of leaving like they did. Code belongs to Grey! |
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Post by Rexia on Aug 4, 2013 17:11:27 GMT -8
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:2; margin: 0; background-color:#101010;background-repeat:repeat-y; width:500px;] Finally, after three months of pure discontent, it was spring. Love was in the air and the butterflies were dancing on the breeze that was coming so persistently off the water. It was beautiful, though this was mostly because it was finally getting warm again. Had he been another dog, he may not have celebrated this fact. Some canines actually seemed to prefer the cold! The brute couldn't even imagine the horrors. The second snow hit the ground, he sunk into a dark state.
Since the fall of humans, it had been a beautiful life. Raiden, for once, roamed free. He had never known such freedom, or lacked such insecurities about the outside world. He no longer recalled the horrors of being in a home for hours upon hours each day. He simply relished in the feel of his paws against the tall grass and the salty breeze ruffling his fur. In the warehouse that his pack called home, it could get stagnant and make even the most free-spirited feel claustrophobic.
Perhaps it is for that reason that the great beast had decided to meet Althea in the dilapidated barn that, maybe, had once been structurally sound. The farmhouse seemed to be faring a bit better than the barn, he noted as he rounded the top of the great hill overlooking the once-great buildings. He paused momentarily, his amber eyes darting about in search of his date. She was a true beauty and, even better, her personality was addictive. She could have clutched his heart in her paws if she so chose.
Wagging his tail in contentment, he pushed onward. On the hill, he stood out like a sore paw. It was a usual thing for him, however. Not many dogs were as large as he was, nor could many push him around because of his larger size. His travel time was always shorter than he expected because of the rate at which he covered ground. It would never cease to amaze him, how much his size still surprised him. It was just some of the puppy-like naivety that he still possessed.
The massive hound plodded right up to the barn doors, excitement playing on his features. His senses were on high alert, but everything about this meeting screamed to him that it was right. Everything except the scuffling sounds coming from inside. If the barn was already occupied, it was not worth the fight over it. Perhaps he and Althea could try the farmhouse itself? It was no use if he didn't at least check what was going on inside. Softly, he pressed against one of the large doors. It swung back eerily, giving way all too easily for him to be comfortable with it.
He was surprised not to see any canines lurking in the barn. It was the source of quite a lot of discontent and pregnancies, he was sure. Raiden paused, ears alert and listening. There was still a scuffling, coming from the far side of the barn. It was not large, but it was most definitely not a rodent. With cautious steps, he proceeded to cross the dirty floor. Hay crunched under his paws, giving away his arrival before he had even made himself known. "Hello?" The barn smelled of pup, but adult canines were clearly not lurking about.
It couldn't be! No one in their right minds would leave a pup all to her lonesome, left to die on the barn floor. One lone figure moved in the hay, the only movements she was making being the breaths she was taking. She was merle in color, beautiful. And she was most definitely alone. It couldn't be Cosette, despite their similarities. He couldn't even begin to imagine where her parents were. Growing more alarmed with every heartbeat, he padded forward to press his nose to her fur.
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[/color] He dropped himself to the ground next to her, a feeble attempt to offer her the companionship a mother would have given her pup. He had seen the beautiful pup shortly after her birth. This was not how he had expected to run into her again. "Is there anything I can do for you?"[/color] He licked her head softly, doing everything in his power to be like a temporary father to her. Many had claimed that parenting came easy once the first litter was born, but he felt his fatherly tendencies kicking in with a pup that wasn't even his own. [/div][/center][/div] Image made by Blackbird! [/sub][/size][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Centience on Aug 9, 2013 16:12:17 GMT -8
The silence was cold and cruel and my small mind would only be haunted by its presence. Things weren't supposed to be like this, I was supposed to be with my family, happy and being well a puppy. Ears swiveled atop my skull frantically at the sound of another entering the barn. Eyes became alert, I was ready to run. Run as fast as I could possibly carry myself to get away from the chance of this stranger being a threat. A small whine escaped my maw as the large dog rounded the corner. I didn't know who he was, too small to remember our first meeting. And so I just watched as he dropped to the ground beside me, calling out my name and asking lots of questions. I just stared for a moment, bi colored eyes watching intently."How do you know my name?" my mothers thick french accent rolled of my tongue with ease. It was concerned, my tone, afraid maybe. I couldn't even tell my own feelings apart these days. "Who are you?" I pushed the topic again. I needed answers before I could grow to trust the male. Although his companionship was hard to refuse in a time like this.
"Um...well they're all gone..whoever you are. Mom and dad left...and my brothers didn't make it." I'd yip up quietly. Pain echoing from the heavy words. Muscles tensed uncertainly as his tongue ran over my head and I tossed him a confused look. I shrugged my shoulders gently. "Just get me out of here, i'm sick of being stuck here." I replied solemnly. Lying my head back down on the hay beneath me. It was an instinct to go near the friendly source who claimed to know me. But how could I be sure? Maybe he was just being nice now, although I couldn't get over the fact that he knew my name just yet. It was a difficult wall to climb over and accept being as I swore i'd never seen him in my life. Reluctantly I neared him, my shivering frame longing for for the comfort of another.
OOC: bleh crappy, I apologize Code belongs to Grey! |
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Post by socks on Aug 9, 2013 23:25:12 GMT -8
ALTHEA, Ever have one of those days, the days where everything you plan falls apart?
Althea, she was having one of those days, and she was hating it.
On those day, Althea would try sleep the day away, forgetting every arrangement and meeting she had made with society. Today, though she longed for her companions company, and didn't want to look like a fool for standing him up. Althea kind of liked this fellow. Raiden was his name.
Althea made her way to the ole farmhouse, though she was not going inside the farmhouse, and was aimed at the barn. What looked like a barn, anyways. The barn is where Raiden was -- said that is where he was going to be. -- She was very unsure, again, Althea was just in one of those days.
Cracks where made as Althea put pressure on the rotten wood inside the barn. It was musty, and all the American bully could think about was finding Raiden, hearing his voice. "Hello, Raiden?" a uncertain and question vibes wrapped the words. She hated this part, being nerves and thinking what if he had lied and didn't show, it was just a tense moment that Althea did not like.
With no answer, but murmuring heard, she followed the fresh smells; male and a female. Althea, found herself a few steps away from a pile of hay, Raiden was there, so was a unfamiliar pup. She stood staring for awhile unsure of what to make of this, Raiden never told her he had a daughter, or where the mother was. "I am confused Rai, I didn't know you had a daughter."
Why would he keep his daughter a secret to me, she thought. Althea stood, dumb faced. Althea was put on the spot and she does not like being unprepared or put on the spot, she was a organized canine. This was not happening to her.
ooc: i hope i at least gave you something to work with, i will try to make my next post better -- i have a lot on my mind right now. but my muse did get better towards the end.
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Post by Rexia on Aug 14, 2013 9:03:53 GMT -8
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:2; margin: 0; background-color:#101010;background-repeat:repeat-y; width:500px;]As Raiden laid on the ground next to the little pup, he couldn't help but notice how she smelled. It was astonishing, really, how much she smelled of both her parents. It was as though a little piece of them would always be stuck to her, following her wherever she would go. And her coloring - her build! She was the spitting image of them.
It was painful to know that both of them had passed on, or had at least been forced away to the point of them abandoning their children. They were both kind and loving. Even when Cosette had been but a few days old, they had doted on her and given her all the love in the world. It was only fair to them that he did his best to take care of her now that she was alone. Perhaps one of them would return. Until then, he would do whatever he had to in order to keep her safe.
His floppy ears perked up as she spoke, her puppy voice being rather easy to understand. Most of them happened to speak in nothing but mumbles, so this was pleasant. It was no shock that she was smart, however. Everything about her breeding indicated that her intelligence would be one of her highlights. "I was a friend of your parents, dear. I even met you when you were a newborn! You've grown quite a lot." |
[/color] His voice was calm and gentle, though unsure. He was not sure how to talk to pups yet, but he would soon figure it out. He nodded at her asking for relief from the inside of the barn, preparing to stand and haul her out by the scruff of her neck. Only then did Althea's scent hit him. He shivered, looking at the doorway with curiosity etched onto his face. Damn, she was beautiful. His tail thudded only once before his mood dampened once more. This had to look awful to her. Oh no, what would she think? He got to his paws quickly, refusing to leave the pup's side but grinning at the beauty nonetheless. "I'm so glad you're here!"[/color] Oh, he was. Maybe, hopefully, she knew more about pups than he did. "This is Cosette - my friends' daughter. She was... left here, for the time being."[/color] Raiden shot her a meaningful look, hoping and praying that she would understand where he was coming from with this. He didn't want to announce, right in front of the precious pup, that her parents could have been dead. He bowed his head to the pup, nudging her gently. "We can take you back with us, if you'd like. My beautiful friend Althea is here to help us out, okay? Do you think you can walk?"[/color] Considering his size and Althea's strength, they would have no problem carrying her. Besides - even in Cesavias, a new member would need a buffer to keep curious canines at bay. [/div][/center][/div] Image made by Blackbird! [/sub][/size][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Centience on Aug 16, 2013 23:31:04 GMT -8
 This man - whoever he was, gave me a pleasant calming feeling to a stressful situation. Helping me to relax and not worry so much about the future, maybe I wouldn't die like my siblings. As much as I missed them I had no intent on joining their limp bodies into that eternal sleep. It was terrifying and intimidating. My bi colored eyes flickered up to his large frame, studying him curiously, with a true deep interest. He was big with tan coloration and markings upon his face. My ears would fall back as he began explaining sounding far more calm than I had been throughout this entire experience. I gave my head a cock to the side and tried to think back, well I was a newborn, how was I expected to remember him? Was he tellin the truth, or just something to convince me it was ok? My intelligence was high, thanks to my breed. The herding dogs had always been known for their quick wits. I gave a light chuckle at his comment. "I'm gonna be tuff like daddy!" I beamed, my little stub for a tail wagging gently. A smile breaking that face that was solemn and sad just minutes ago. I had plenty of time to get to know my parents which made their absence take even more of a toll. Being their only daughter, I tended to be favored. But I always felt bad for my brothers.
The scent of another drifted into the air, and my ears perked up instantly. A hesitant little gasp emanating from my jaws as I quickly pulled myself to my feet and scrambled behind the male. The light cracking of the old floor boards were all I could hear as my wide eyes peered from around the backside of this new friend of the family. He seemed happy to see her though, so maybe she was friendly. My eyes washed over her hesitantly, her build was large, any dog would be larger than myself though. It wasn't long before I jumped, due to the unexpected bump from the male. I gazed up at him, watching curiously as I pondered the idea. "Oh, yes please....get me outta here." I was practically begging at this point. This barn had become nothing more than a prison, filled with death and painfully happy memories.
Pulling myself to my feet once more, I strutted around the barn confidently. Yes, I was weak, but my determination proved to be far greater. I gave a little huff and nodded my head sharply. "I got it." I murmured lightly, my french accent clear in my voice. Mom and dad taught me well to speak both, a fast working mind gathering them easily. Testing my legs again which were weakening more so by the minute. I couldn't look bad in front of them, no my parents were tough, I had to be too. Padding over to the large barn door, I would nudge it open a little bit more, it would only creak and hardly move at all but it was enough for me. Peering out eagerly, placing one paw on the soft grass. What was this? I'd never felt grass before! Lifting up my paw, I gazed at it curiously before setting it down yet again. Glancing back at the pair smirking, it was fascinating to an inexperienced soul like mine.
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