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Ghost Stories - Aponi - Jun 21, 2013 [dohtml]
RE: Ghost Stories - Mapplethorpe - Jul 01, 2013 [dohtml] As Mapplethorpe had sent {Taima} to run a late-night patrol around the perimeters of the new pack den, he had fallen soundly asleep at @Naira's side, his body slightly angled toward her while he kept an ear open to the entrance of their sleeping quarters. For some time he slumbered, undisturbed and nearly-snoring, until one of the girl's shrill voices sounded out into the night. "The princess of the cave says GO AWAY!" she cried. Mapplethorpe's eyes fluttered open but his head rose when he discerned the creaking and howling sounds coming from the west. How the Ghastly Woods managed to make the bone-chilling sounds was somewhat beyond him, but he did have a theory that somewhere in the middle of the claustrophobic spaces between the trees laid an undiscovered cavern... much like the one he was nestled in now.
He lifted his head, recognizing by scent that the dark shape huddled into Naira's side was Nova, the quieter of the two girls. Not wanting to disturb his monarch and princess, he carefully removed himself from their corner of the cave and stepped past the rest of the pack, resting comfortably in their own part of the cavern. Stepping forward and feeling the slight summer breeze against his face, he took a deep breath as Aponi tried again to threaten the daunting sounds. A yawn parted his jowls and he shook his head as if to rid himself of the shroud of sleepiness that still adorned his shoulders.
A deep and tender growl rolled from his chest as he craned his neck downward, looking as though he had been marking a small rock that laid to one side of the wide entryway when he was simply touching his nose to the space between the girl's ears. "Aponi," he half-cooed, his fatherly mannerisms making itself apparent in the gentle tone of his voice. "What are you doing up, hmm?" His eyes went to the landscape through the trees and over the stony cliffs before returning to the cub at his side, a small smile coming over his lips. "Should be sleeping, young lady..." RE: Ghost Stories - Aponi - Jul 04, 2013 [dohtml]
RE: Ghost Stories - Mapplethorpe - Jul 04, 2013 [dohtml] For some time it had been a secret indulgence of his to think of himself as Aponi and Nova's father. It had started when they had first moved into their new sleeping quarters and since then he had lightly and coyly ignored whenever the girls called him any variation of "Papa" from mispronouncing the syllables of his name or Nova's rather dyslexic take on the word "Appa." However, Aponi's delighted squeal of "Daddy!" had his mind react in a delayed fashion, and he slowly glanced about as if to wonder if anyone had heard her. By that point, as the princess began to explain what it was that she was doing, he had to let down the front he had tried to maintain, at least for the girls' sake. He had been there since the day they had been born and, though he had only just laid eyes on them for the very first time when Naira had called the pack to a quick meeting for relocating to the new den, there was no doubt in his mind that he loved them as though they were his own. If Aponi acknowledged him as her father, then he was already willing to be that figure in her life.
She yawned, her small muzzle parting to reveal her tiny teeth, still sharp and white the moonlight that shone through the clouds. He had to stifle back a small chuckle. In all his long years, he thought he would have never had a chance to see a cub, let alone watch one grow up before his very eyes. Just watching her quiver as her lungs tried themselves with oxygen made him realize just how fragile, small, and precious she - as well as Nova and Mercy - really was. For a second he could not even fathom being so small at one point in his life until he remembered that his sisters often tried to pick on him for not being as "brawny" or as "impressive" as their father. He had come quite a way, he was sure, and now that he had set his mind to it, he was going to ensure with all his might that cubs of Nomads Pass would grow up to be just as strong and wise.
The girl stretched and bristled her fur for some time before looking to him and plunking down to sit at the entrance to the cavern. He couldn't help the closed-mouth grin inching up along his masked face; she had probably picked that up from him but he wouldn't dare admit it. "I keep you safe," she had solemnly declared and Mapplethorpe slowly sat down beside her, still watching as she straightened up and returned her eyes to the night-cloaked landscape. In all truths, just hearing her say such a thing touched him, warming him all the way through from the lining of his ribcage to the very center of his beating heart.
He reclined forward, the bottoms of his rough paw pads grazing the cold stone with a light scratching sound. Once his elbows rested firmly on the ground and his muzzle was brought closer to Aponi's height. "Sounds good," he murmured, gently pressing his lips to her small temple. "You do that." He made himself comfortable, stretching his hind legs out behind him and draping his tail over them as he looked the princess over again. It occurred to him then that she hadn't actually told him exactly what she was trying to do. Still whispering in a hushed tone, he lightly smoothed out the fur at the side of her face with his tongue before pulling away from her, "Wait. Who didn't go away, love?" RE: Ghost Stories - Aponi - Jul 05, 2013 [dohtml]
RE: Ghost Stories - Mapplethorpe - Jul 06, 2013 [dohtml]
As soon as he grew still, listening intently to the princess' words, she pushed up against him, giggling as she pressed her lips and tongue against the underside of his own muzzle. His eyes closed momentarily, steeling himself as she romped over his forelimbs while hoping she didn't trip. Much to his relief, she slowly worked her way into the space his throat and arms made, then laid down, cradled perfectly between his elbows all the down to his wrists. His heart gave a sudden pang; he wished Aponi could stay this way, just as she was, sweet and small... inquisitive and everything that his own sisters were not.
He angled his head slightly, staring into her eyes as she looked over and up into the cracked cavern ceiling. She answered him in perfect detail and he gave a short chuckle, even as she regained her feet and began to run in a circle around him. Once settled in a play bow, he eyed her quietly, lifting an arm just enough so that he could reach out to her in attempt to draw her close to him again. "Tut, tut, now," he quietly murmured, shifting to that he could place his chin over her forehead. "Quiet time..."
His tail rose from the stone floor twice in a wag, his smile still touching his eyes. "I think those thingies want you to be out of bed," he whispered. "So, you lay down here with me... Stay here, keep me safe from those things that go--" WOOOoooOoOoooOo... Mapplethorpe didn't even have to finish his sentence; Mother Nature seized the opportunity to fill in the blank with a much more appropriate sound effect. He pretended to cringe and his ears lowered on either side of his head. "Aponi," he partially pleaded as he shuffled back a few inches on his stomach, hind legs, and elbows. "C'mere, keep Daddy safe." For good measure, he brought the corners of his mouth downward in feigned fright, "I'm scared." RE: Ghost Stories - Aponi - Jul 06, 2013 [dohtml]
RE: Ghost Stories - Mapplethorpe - Jul 07, 2013 Frick. I think I'm gonna have nightmares, LOL. [dohtml]
Once settled back on his stomach and somewhat certain that Aponi would cease moving about in hopes of getting him to play her game, the Advisor stretched out his legs behind him as they had been before. She actually came running and, to that, Mapplethorpe managed a small, heartened smile. She stopped for the briefest moment then he watched as she buried her nose and muzzle into the short, graying fur at the closest shoulder she could get to. "Doon be scareded," she readily assured him, "Doon be scarded.".
Mapplethorpe inhaled quietly, mentally releasing it in relief. "O-okay," he stuttered, continuing shortly after to "ease up" and convince her that he was "all right" now that she had returned to her post. Again, she informed him in a dutiful and solemn tone, "I keep you safe." He nodded quietly, perking up only when the princess began to growl back at the mysterious sounds. His head canted to one side, tickled as he watched several emotions dawn on her. Surprise, exhilaration, confidence, and curiosity. She drew closer again and he warmly met her eyes.
Always with the questions... Always. He grinned openly now, some part of him wanting to retell the tales that he had grown up with. The ones that he never truly believed but would never admit to somewhat thinking that some of them were plausible enough with some explanation. "Well..." he began, tilting his head the other way in thought. "Y'know what, Princess, I actually don't know." His tone bordered on teasing her ears and mind, but he went ahead and began to tell her a story that his grandmother had once told him and his sisters so many years ago.
"But, I might have an idea," he quickly added. "Do you see those woods over there?" He squinted his eyes and gestured with his muzzle towards the shadowy wall of crooked trees in the distance. "The trees riiiiight over there... That's where the yeth hound lives..." Dramatically, he paused, paying close attention to where Aponi's eyes went and just how attentively she was listening. "Sometimes, when he is lonely in the middle of the night, he calls for the puppies who are out of bed."
As if on cue, the ghostly hound wailed again from his shady lair and Mapplethorpe sniffed. "He might sound lonely, but he really isn't. He wants to take all the puppies from their parents and keep them all for himself. In the Ghastly Woods, he wanders the shadows with his dark black fur and glowing eyes, waiting for you to come out of bed and join him." Suddenly worried now that Naira's eldest daughter would be prone to exploring the area if she ever managed to find the opportunity, he hastily continued and planted a small kiss to the base of her ear again, "Ma and Daddy don't want you to disappear, okay? You stay here with us. We don't want that yeth hound to get you..." RE: Ghost Stories - Aponi - Jul 09, 2013 [dohtml]
RE: Ghost Stories - Mapplethorpe - Jul 10, 2013 [dohtml]
Mapplethorpe's brow nearly wrinkled as Aponi told him that she thought the yeth hound was nice. He clenched his teeth but was ultimately relieved when she declared that the mythical creature would not get her. Phew! "The yeth hound is not nice," he informed her. "Very, very bad yeth hound." His tone was riddled with all sorts of high and low tones, but overall quite serious as he eyed the princess carefully. It made him proud that she boasted the confidence every little girl ought to have, but he was already ruing the day, if it ever came, when he would have to explain that the yeth hound was more than likely nothing more than a ghost story.
"But good," he stated quietly. "Don't want him to eat you up for being outta bed." He playfully stuck his tongue out at her but with stretching out his arms and digits, he stood up. The yeth hound continued to moan and wail but the Advisor paid no mind to it. "Come on now," he began to coo again, clicking his tongue to call for her attention. "Bed time." He slowly stepped further into the pack den, his eyes fixed onto the small girl at his side.
"If your mother catches the both of us out of bed, we're both going to be in trouble." He raised a brow as he waited for her to make a move. If she had been just a tad smaller than she was now, all this nonsense wouldn't have even started. The moment he realized she was gone and saw her at the entrance, he could have easily picked her up and nestled her back down in-between him and Naira. As it was, he hoped he still had the knack for persuading even the youngest members of the pack to heed his words. "Aponi...". |