Fallen Tree Cove From generation to generation

Because I suck and I'm so sorry that it took me this long to get this up. For @Vespertio @Cernan @Neha and @Aleister for momma to talk about their new siblings!

Date set back to March 9th, mid-afternoon after Namid's talk with Cernan

After her conversation with her son, she could think of no better time to talk to the rest of their first brood. Surely if her youngest was having concerns about her health from the simple change in her scent then she couldn’t imagine what they might have been going through. She wanted to assuage anything that might worry them and let them know and ask any questions about what was going on.

The queen took her and her son to the one place she thought would be most appropriate; the birthing den. Perhaps the place they had spent much of their young lives would be a comfort to them, and it would be where she would soon spend all of her time at anyhow. Her mismatched gaze trailed over to the area in which they had buried Anthem, it having been her choice as well as Nathaniel’s and Vespertio’s to bury the man there where he might look out over the territory with her and be able to experience the new life they would bring even in his death. Her nose dipped to press against the soil, murmuring a hello before she moved to sit in front of the over-hang that hung over the lake itself. Motioning for Cernan to take a seat next to her, pressing a kiss to his crown, she then lifted her head and called for her family. They had important information to dicuss.

Rounded russet ears immediately pricked forward and creamy limbs halted in their tracks following the western border of his kingdom when the call of his beloved wife breached the air, beckoning not only himself but the presence of their children at her side. A mighty skull gave a brief head tilt in curiousness pondering what the summons could possibly be for, molten gold irises drifting away from the refreshed threshold of his domain to stare toward the general direction the howl had been directed from. Tawny brows momentarily furrowed upon Vespertio's handsome countenance as memory recalled that direction to lead toward the birthing den where soon enough his mate would spend her time preparing for the next litter of children to further make a notch for the Vuesain's in these lands, but the brute wasn't one to question the actions of his wife.

Pace set to a solid trot the male's agouti form weaved effortlessly through the network of sturdy mountain pines that created a vast majority of his home, muscles well accustomed to the various gradients the mountainous terrain offered for the wolves that sought to call the Lost Lake home. Roughly ten minutes later and the silvered silhouette of his seated wife came into view, attentive gaze noticing that his youngest son, @Cernan , had already beat the others and now nestled himself at his mother's side. A bark in greeting left Vespertio's inky lips while creamy paws brought his body closer until the tip of his nose could nuzzle affectionate at the plush cheek of Namid before adorning the fur with a few peppered kisses. His son offered his own greeting in the form of a playful nip to an ear and a wide grin, the banner behind his haunches wagging contentedly.

Greetings of the living checked off his list a few steps were taking away from the others to stand before the plot of earth where Anthem now rested permanently, ivory furred muzzle lowering to nudge at the soil in the form of a greeting before murmuring an exchange of hushed words he knew only the fallen guardian and himself could hear. Gradually a smile tugged at the corner of his lips as paws turned to return to the location of his waiting family, gaze cast about to scout out the approaching forms of his remaining children while his body unceremoniously plopped onto the ground in a cloud if dust for a moment until his attention returned to the pale face of Namid. "Family meeting, hm?" He questioned casually to kill time while @Aleister and @Neha ventured over from wherever the day led them, a brow quirking slightly.

Sorry for the long wait!

Neha had been busy. But not in her usual ways of romping about the territory and causing mischief. She had cut back on those sort of antics now, and instead had taken more of an interest in self education. She was no longer satisfied with just being a standard member of the pack. Nearing adulthood now, she would soon need to take on a role of her own. One might have suspected with her feisty spirit and adventurous nature, that the role of a scout, or possibly a hunter would have been her first choice. But she would surprise everybody, except possibly her mother. Just like Namid, Neha also had a surprisingly compassionate streak. She yearned to feel important...valued. But most of all, she wanted to do it in such a way where she was helping others.

Deep amidst the tall pines that dotted the majority of the territory belonging to the Cove, Neha immersed herself in the very beginnings of her studies. Or at least, her attempt at learning. Slowly, she scanned the grass beneath her feet, eyes narrowed in concentration. She was having one heck of a time trying to locate and then identify one medicinal plant in particular. She had seen her mother store it in the herbal den before, so it must grow around the lake in abundance. The hard part was knowing if it was even in season yet. Frustrated, she sighed. Neha had a lot of learning to do.

Namid's call pulled her away from the tedious task at hand, for which she was thankful. She had just about given up on her little search for the day. Ears tilting to intercept the sound, she pinpointed it from the birthing den. Now why would her mother want to call her and her brothers there? There had been a distinct change in her scent recently, as well as her eating habits somewhat too. Something was going on, but she just wasn't sure what. Bolting out from the dense cover of the pines she had been sheltered in, the growing Princess took the quickest route to the site of the birthing den. There she found Namid, her father and Cernan already gathered. "Hey guys...what's going on?" She asked with curious raised brows, circling to the outer side of the small group, sitting.

(This post was last modified: Jun 07, 2016, 11:37 PM by Neha.)

Neha can often be found close to Aleister's side and therefore may appear in any of his threads.