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My Darling, Be Silent - Nina - Jul 20, 2014 @Silentium [dohtml]
RE: My Darling, Be Silent - Silentium - Aug 12, 2014 Sorry this took so long! [dohtml] Silentium had found himself what was in his mind the perfect stick. It was thick enough that it wouldn't break in the first bite, but not so thick that he wouldn't eventually be able to break it either; it was perfect. It had quickly become his new hobby, finding and chewing on these sticks. Truthfully it wasn't the chewing thought that pleased him so much, it was the sound when it finally broke. They were almost always loud enough that he could hear them clearly and the sound was so definitive, it brought him great pride to be able to identify a sound without help. So he chewed and chewed and snapped and snapped, joyous each time that yes, he did hear it correctly and yes he knew what that sound was. So here he was, chewing on the stick and concentrating so hard on the sound he knew it would make that he caught the sound of footsteps coming closer. Typically when he was at alert and concentrating he heard about the same amount as a wolf who was relaxing or at ease. When he was at ease well, he might as well be asleep for all that he heard. Still, today he was concentrating and he heard the sound of pawsteps before his mother even called out his name. After quickly using his nose to identify the approaching wolf as his mum, a necessary precaution Silentium always took the boy raced towards the sound. Breaking through the underbrush he created quite the racket of snapping twigs and branches, something he took note of to try later. Crying out with joy as he did, "Mum! Mum!" It was one of the few words he had mastered, and when he called for her it would be almost impossible to know about his disability. That would come later when he attempted other words, ones he used less frequently, with the long drawn out syllables. Like a baby. He had come to hate the sound of his voice and so he rarely used it, and when he did it often surprised those around him. Greeting his mother joyfully he wove through her legs, their blonde pelts running together almost identical in colour. RE: My Darling, Be Silent - Nina - Sep 01, 2014 [dohtml]
RE: My Darling, Be Silent - Silentium - Sep 13, 2014 The boy would be lying if he said he didn't love the secret language that he and his mother shared. It was just theirs. No one else's, it was something that he could do with her that his brothers couldn't. Silentium was rarely seen with his brothers, and when he was it was almost always with @Pacem, trailing slightly behind him content just being his silent shadow. Truthfully he didn't enjoy spending time with many wolves, and being with his brothers made him feel alienated, the way they so easily formed their words cut him deep. The others never teased him of course, or made fun of him or purposely excluded him, but Silentium could feel a distance between them as they called out to each other with ease.
So now buried within the thick fur of his mother's throat with the vibrations moving all through his body the blonde pup grinned brightly, humming back with enthusiasm. His mother always treated him the same as his brothers,though she had often made time just to spend with him which allowed him to feel a special bond, a familial tie that he felt he lacked with his brothers. Plopping his rump down upon the earth Silentium focused his emerald eyes reverently upon his mother, his tail thumping rapidly against the ground behind him. It took him a moment to realize that she had asked a question that needed a response rather than just a greeting and for a second he frowned trying to make sense of the jumbled words. Then he grinned brightly as he found a proper response, "Guh-ood Mum!" the boy wasn't embarrassed of his voice when the only person who could hear was his mum, and he was the most vocal when she was around. RE: My Darling, Be Silent - Nina - Oct 12, 2014 [dohtml]
RE: My Darling, Be Silent - Silentium - Nov 13, 2014 [dohtml] Perhaps it was a blessing that the boy had been born with his disability rather than having it come later in his life. The half silence was all that he knew and because of that he wasn't truly unhappy or realizing what he was missing. Sure, he knew his brothers could talk better than him and seemed to hear things before him but he didn't really understand why, he didn't feel broken. Though he was sensitive about the difference he wasn't depressed or defeated, if anything it made him more determined, more focused than his brothers were. So much of Silentium's life was spent in solitude, trying to teach himself new skills that he rarely played, even though he would like to. Sometimes he would seek out @Iopah and ask to play the hare game, which had quickly became his favourite, even occasionally @Koda. The pup had a distrust of males ingrained in him, a result of not having a true male figure in his life, but the pale brute seemed okay. Though that being said, Slentium would never turn down an opportunity to play, especially if it was with his Mum. Shrieking with glee the blonde pup leapt to his paws, batting at his mother's raised appendage before jumping back a few inches. Letting out his own return growl he slunk forward as Koda had taught him when they chased the rabbits, his whole body lowered to the ground. Suddenly he darted to his mother's side and head butted into her soft fur with a grunt, falling backwards the boy laughed, he had caught her! RE: My Darling, Be Silent - Nina - Dec 06, 2014 [dohtml]
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