Luna Hill Glory of the world - Printable Version

RE- The northern lights are particularly brilliant tonight - dated 3/16/2015 at 8PM.
He's getting very close to home and Kova suspects it

Kova had been traveling almost all day. His paws were sore, but that was something he had long grown used to. However his whole body was beginning to tire now. He had kept moving southwards through the timbers until the trees started to thin. The area he had just left was the thin and short growth of a younger forest compared to the awe inspiring thick tall trees of the timbers. The reason he hadn't stopped to rest for the night was because Kova had found himself in open country. The hills in this somewhat familiar place brought forth a small piece of hope and excitement into his steps. Even after the sun had set Kova continued onward at a relatively swift pace. He only slowed as he topped a particularly high hill.

Not only did he pause to look at his surroundings, but Kova stopped to look at the sky. It was beautiful.

The first thing he noticed was that the land below him was very familiar. Even the mixture of brush and low lying plants was relatively close to what he had grown up around. It was the blackberry bushes that had gotten him the most excited which is why he was awake way past his bed time.

The second thing he noticed which somewhat calmed his excitement was the sky.

The thick bands of red orange and green hues slowly moved across the sky as if they were living beings. Kova was transfixed by these colors for a number of minutes. He had no words to describe the scene. The youth also had not been taught of this event that would sometimes cloak the night sky in beautiful dancing lights. The young wolf wished he knew the term, the word, or the name that these rainbows were called.

Maybe they are just night rainbows? He mulled over the memories he had of rainbows trying to compare them to what he was seeing. To be honest, there seemed to be more color in a rainbow than in these lights. What was beautiful about these though was the sharp contrast of the colors against the dark sky. The colors themselves were also opposites of reds, greens, and then the closer colors like yellows and oranges that flickered about the sky.

"Speech"

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Minka had always been a light sleeper, but especially so since she had become a mother, the slightest sound or change in lighting was enough to wake her. When she had gone to bed that night she had been woken up just over an hour later by an odd glow coming from the entrance to the den. She always slept in the birthing den now, it just brought her comfort and somewhat settled her worries. After all this had been the place she had brought her children into the world, this is where it had all begun.

Stalking out of the cramped earth the Lagina woman paused as she took in the sights of the sky, the same wonder filling her as every time she saw the lights. For the fae it never got old, the way the colours danced among themselves, a show choreographed by mother nature herself. She didn't hesitate to begin to make her way out of the territory, her pace swift with anticipation. The alpha was headed for the open ground of the field where she could have a clearer view, or the lone hill that marred the otherwise flat territory. From that advantage point she was sure to be able to see the lights more clearly than blocked by the trees of their home.

Minka was so distracted by the lights that she had reached the base of Luna Hill before she stopped dead in her tracks. The leathery nose twitched furiously on the tawny face as it searched desperately for the scent it thought it had found. Suddenly the legs broke out into a sprint, fighting against the snow, mud and slush that lined the slope. Crying out she broke the silence, "Kova? Kova! Kova where are you?" Her desperation muted any caution that her body held, it didn't matter who heard or what lay in the dark, her boy had come home.

Kova's dark blue orbs took in all of the colors that the clouds began to reveal to him. The wispy things had been covering up about half of the sky before, but now they were slowly but surely opening up. Some clouds headed south while others rolled eastward depending on their places in the stratosphere. His scent was being spread down the hill by the light breeze, and the wind was rather cold on his face.

It was a rather strange sound that pulled Kova's attention off the sky. It was a cry that almost turned into a howl. It was rather unfamiliar until he heard his name being called. The clearly distraught tone had messed up his ears making him feel that it was not a familiar wolf. However as his name was called again and again Kova realized that the desperate voice was extremely familiar. Twisting in his spot to look down the hill at the voice, Kova stood stock still as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. They had grown used to looking at the lights and now his blue orbs were desperately trying to spot the gray object moving quickly towards him.

In the end, it was his nose that told him who the blurry gray shape was.

"Ma... Mom?"

He stuttered quickly as her blessed shape approached the bottom of Luna Hill. Excitement crept into his tired limbs as Kova watched the gray blob that was his mother. Her blubbering was actually kind of amusing to him. On one end of things Kova wanted to shove her away as soon as she came to him and say "I'm fine I'm fine! I can take care of myself!" While the other side of him wanted nothing more than to let her wash all of his troubles away with a warm cuddle/grooming session. In the end, Kova wound up still staring at her with his mouth agape in shock at her sudden appearance. He really must have been close to home if she was there. There was no other way that he could see Minka arriving at night to find him.

"Mom! I'm up here!"

He called to her from the top of the mountain hoping that this wasn't a dream. He hoped that he hadn't fallen asleep under the starry sky after topping the hill. Kova knew that he was tired, but it wasn't often that he fell asleep while not trying to.

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The voice calling from the night was enough to keep up her battle on the slope, her muscles not even noticing the strain put on them. Kova was calling for her, he had come home to her and now he was calling for her from the apex. Minka shoved her way against the murky ground until she too reached the crest, golden eyes scanning for the pup's form. He had grown immensely since the mother had last seen her child, looking every inch of the yearling he almost was. The silver legs had grown much longer and his paws were enlarged, but his body looked almost stretched because of his lack of body fat.

For a moment Minka could do nothing but stand frozen at the top of Luna Hill, eyes staring in shock at the sight of her boy. It had been so long, there was times she had even thought that he might be dead and now here he was before her, malnourished and exhausted but very much alive. Then like the flip of a switch her body changed from completely still to a flurry of action, she needed her son by her side. As she came upon him a slow whine built in her chest before sliding out of her throat. The pink tongue lapped at any part of Kova that she could reach as she shoved her muzzle into his thick platinum fur. Tears of happiness flowed freely from her eyes as she greeted him for the first time in months, "Oh Kova my son, you have come home to me, you have come home." Rubbing her neck along his Minka could barely contain herself, she just wanted to embrace him and hold him as close as possible and never let him go again.

Much like his mother, Kova couldn't contain the excitement that began to bubble up into his features. That gray banner of his began to wag slowly at first, but soon it was whipping back and forth so fast that Kova's tail became a blur. Meanwhile Minka had climbed up the hill and reached her son, but instead of joyously romping with him the worried mother was simply staring at his form. Kova almost felt embarased by her close scrutiny of his legs and paws. Especially of his gigantic paws. The pup covered up one fore paw with the other then rolled his developing shoulders slowly. This bit of discomfort did not last long however, as the boy stepped closer to his mother to sniff at her chest and face. She also moved forward to embrace him. Her movements were frantic as Minka brought him close to her. The warm scents of his mother brought forth many memories of puphood into the forefront of the young wolf's thoughts. His heart lurched before Kova stepped in and lay his head upon her chest. His paws tangled with hers while the boys tail began to bang against her side and legs.

She whined loudly before lapping at his face, neck, ear, and body with her warm wet tongue. He gladly accepted the licks to his extremities as well as the ones aimed at his ears and neck, but the boy shied away from her licks around his face. His own tongue swept across her chin multiple times before moving towards her cheeks and chest fur. Every now and then his body would bump warmly against her side as the boy grew more and more excited.

Yes he was emaciated, but the glorious moment of their reunion had brought forth plenty of energy to greet and even play with his long lost mother. Kova backed up once before throwing his front legs open across the ground. His rear wiggled up into the air as the gray pup asked for his mother to play with him. Then without waiting for her to answer, (due to his excitement) Kova rears up straight on his hind legs and playfully bats at his mothers face and shoulders. His form sways back and forth for a moment before falling onto all fours once more. Then his gentle jaws nipped at Minka's chin and neck in a show of submission and playfulness. “Speech”

The awkward moment as Minka stared and Kova covered his paws was over as quickly as it had begun, left behind without a second thought from the mother. She didn't care what her son looked like, he could have been missing limbs for all she cared and she would still be ecstatic to see him. Feeling his warm body connect with her caused the fae's heart to stutter, this wasn't a mirage or a figment of her imagination he was here. the Lagina woman paid no mind as the platinum banner thumped her body in various places, it didn't hurt and it was just once more confirmation what was happening. Tears still streamed down her face, probably splashing onto the boy as he returned her grooming, first on her face before moving onto her chest.

It was as if the last few months had never happened and her boy was still young again as he sunk down into a playful bow. As she had done time and time again for both her children Minka didn't even have to make conscious decision the move, just mirrored his position with an encouraging bark. She only had to hold it for a second though before Kova was back on his paws and batting at her and nips were placed upon her chin. Growling lightly in contentment she nipped back at the top of his muzzle before dancing to the side. the woman was a lithe specimen and had always been agile, a physical trait that boasted well for both hunting and for playing as it turned out. Darting forward the mother aimed to place a gentle head butt on his son's side just behind his shoulder blades. They had wrestled like this more times than she could count when he was younger, and it was a dance Minka would gladly partake in for as long as she would let him.