Dead Empress Backwater Karma's gonna come collect your debt

A little late myself whoops! xD Aiming for Clo's next post in this thread to be around the 5th of August (or earlier if everyone posts by then). Feel free to have your character exit this round if so desired, but happy to have another round if things progress further.

Sage appeared as Clover introduced the children by name, but stuck to the edges of the area, whether out of respect or nervousness Clover was unsure. But she was glad the young girl had showed up regardless. She idly watched as the four children began to disperse, each heading towards a different pack member, and she found herself smiling softly. It was a happy moment for her, being able to bring the rest of the pack closer to her and Vayko's blooming family.

Viorel's quiet and sudden exit had her smile dropping for but a few moments, heart dropping into her stomach with an indescribable feeling, before she managed to plaster a replacement smile on her face, though if anyone looked close enough they'd be able to see it was clearly forced.

She leaned up against Vayko's side when he moved beside her, suddenly needing his touch to keep her steady, emotionally and physically. To make matters worse Eros also departed at speed, quickly chasing after Viorel, though at the very least mumbled an apology as he pried himself away from two of her children.

Clover was in the middle of inhaling a large breath of air to keep herself together when Asmund cried out from where he was hiding, Tuwile's white form silently being flung a short distance into the dirt, causing an already crying Euna to wail out in response and run full pelt into Clover's legs. She gently wrapped one foreleg around the frantic child, looking at Vayko to prompt him to go make sure Tuwile was okay, even though Sage was already on her way to go a console him.

Everything seemed to be falling apart at once.

Viorel was quick to escape and Vayko felt… anger. He let it fester, under the surface as his eyes remained impassive and he attempted to keep it from coming to the surface. His cousin had been through much, and it was much of what was taming his temper at the moment. He could not help but feel angry with him. How could he not? This was meant to be a new beginning… more than that, this was his first time as a parent… a time he had supported Viorel through even if they’d had their differences about Viorel knocking up two women.

And yet, he couldn’t even begin to relate to all that Viorel had been through… Eros sped off afterwards and he felt Clover lean against him and he was determined in that moment to be a pillar of strength for her.

If not for him, then they should have figured it out… for Clover… who had been nothing but a figure of strength and persistence through all of the emotional shitstorm they had endured.

And then chaos erupted, and he would move over to Tuwile, nosing him gently as he tried to usher him back towards his mother, attempting to find some semblance of harmony through the overwhelming disappointment of the fact that his family no longer seemed to understand the meaning of the word.

Vayko Valle

(This post was last modified: Jul 15, 2023, 05:57 AM by Vayko.)

Tuwile had barely a moment to stare into those green eyes before a loud roar smothered his ears and he was unceremoniously flung into the air. Though he made no sound, a soft gargle left him as the air was forced from his lungs upon impact with the dirt. Dazed and confused, moreso than usual, he simply lay in the dirt, doing his best to force air back into his lungs with audible wheezing.

He barely noticed the gentle nudge at first, still reeling from his world being upended quite so suddenly. When the wolf spoke he moved his head to look up at her blobbish form. The wolf wasn't familiar to him, but the noises she made were similar to his mothers', and comforting in a way. He let himself be consoled, at least until a wolf he knew appeared and began to gently guide him to his paws.

Still yet to make a sound beyond the still wheeziness of his breath Tuwile toddled along, though far less confidently than he had before, until he came face to face with the legs of his mother and one of his siblings. The outside world had been a bit much for him, and for the first time a whisper-soft whimper escaped his maw. He wanted to go back to where it was comfortable and dark.

Khalon exit, he has gone back to sleep.

from charming to alarming in seconds

The Valle child sniffed deeply following his sneeze, blinking innocently at the wolf in front of him unaware of her disgust. He sneezed on his siblings all the time, and they sneezed on him, he had no reason to suspect this was not polite behavior. He also didn’t know what polite meant. Then he was being ushered away by his Dad who was bringing him back in closer to the rest of the group.

That was just fine with Kahlon, who was finding this whole ordeal rather tiring. A deep yawn stretched his jaws wide open and he smacked his lips a few times while he fought to keep his eyes open. Nothing else appeared interesting enough to keep him from going for another nap and so he turned with a mission, toddling back into the den they had come from not that long ago. He would b e free to get his favourite spot, and quickly rifted back into his dreams, which now featured a few more wolves than before.

It's time to strap our boots on

Conquest

This is a perfect day to die

She was pried from the man’s leg which caused a protesting cry to escape her, her tail lashing in irritation as she debated running after him to demand attention that he was so rudely depriving her of. It was, however, her brother getting attention from her father that would turn her attention back to her parents. How dare they give him attention! What? Because he was crying?

Well she could do that though! With the full weight and bellow her little lungs could allow, she began to screech and cry, stomping her paws into the ground in a full blown tantrum. She would command the respect and attention she deserved!

She hissed lightly as she stomped her way back over to her mother and father, using her maw to shove at her brother in the hopes of pushing him forward so she could take his place at her father’s feet. She growled again as she moved to bite her mom’s leg, content to get her pound of flesh even if the other stinky adult ran off.

some fairy tales are more than true

The child looked up at Sage, and she did her best to soften her features despite the remaining puppy snot disgust. He was receptive to her attempts. It eased her nerves at the thought of him being hurt but did nothing to quiet the growing dislike for Asmund. He growled at her for trying to help him that day they'd met and now he chucked puppies, dude had problems.

Sage gladly stepped out of Vayko's way. She watched him collect his child with a sigh of relief. Then turned her head as Tori began throwing a fit. This....this was too much. Her ears flattened down against her head. She looked around the adults apologetically before slipping off out of sight.

Exit

"She speaks" She walks She thinks

Dead Empress Backwater

Euna gladly accepted her mother's embrace with a sob. "Mmm Mmm" She whined out looking up at Clover with watery eyes. Her brother was brought near, drawing her attention to him. Then Tori came storming over screaming obnoxiously. The girl's ears flattened, this was supposed to be about her and not Tori. Not Tuwile. They were both taking the spotlight. The stranger had taken off on her. Everyone was shouting and rushing around. She'd been startled, rejected, and utterly humiliated. Her pride was deflating quicker than it could build up.

She watched her sister bite their mom's leg and at that moment Enua had enough! She growled, aiming to latch on her sister's ear. If everything was gonna be scary, and everyone was mean, then so would she be! She didn't like it out here and she would make her displeasure known.

Dead Empress Backwater
— through trials to triumph.

One Kiss away from Killing

BACK OFF, I'LL TAKE YOU ON, HEADSTRONG TAKE ON ANYONE

Clo's exist unless she is prompted by someone else!

Clover focused on consoling Euna, needing the distraction herself so she didn't completely break down in front of everyone herself. By the time she looked up again Sage had disappeared and Vayko was herding Tuwile back to her. As far as she could tell the rest of the pack had dispersed, leaving just her and Vayko to deal with the emotional fallout going on with their children.

Khalon moved off back into the den by himself, and then she was surrounded by the other three who were all having very different reactions. She winced at the pain in her leg from Torianna's teeth but made no attempt to remove her limb from her daughters' jaws. The last straw was when Euna made a move to grab at her sister as if things weren't bad enough already.

Clover intercepted the move, picking up the darker cub by the scruff with her own jaws, and with a momentary wide-eyed look at Vayko as if pleading with him to do something, anything at all to fix the situation, she extricated herself from Torianna's hold on her leg and began to carry Euna back into the den. She had reached her limit for the day already, and hoped that by ushering the remaining children into the den it would get everyone to calm down.

She would then deposit Euna beside Khalon before settling down herself, curling up into a tight ball as if everything would get better the smaller she became. Somehow everything had fallen apart in mere minutes as if there was some type of curse placed upon them.

Last post from Tori!

It's time to strap our boots on

Conquest

This is a perfect day to die

Her demands for attention would not go according to her plan, leaving her quite distressed. Her mother would peel her from her leg and carry Euna away rather than giving her the satisfaction of her presence and company, causing the girl to scamper and stumble after her mother. How rude of her! She could not accept this, not from her! Not from the milk-giver! No, she deserved more than that because she was clearly the favorite, not that she had a firm concept of what that was meant to be yet.

She would run into her mother’s stomach, curling up there as she bit down and demanded a meal for the hardship that the woman had put her through. It would, however, leave her father in some relative peace to seek out Tuwile and usher him inside as well so they all might be safe within the den.

Vayko's last post

Your toxic I'm slipping under

With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride

Catching his wife’s gaze, he offered her a comforting smile, attempting to soothe the wide-eyed panic look in her face. He did not want her to worry. Everything would work out, he was confident, she just needed to be patient. Viorel was still gripped with grief, Eros was still moody… but they could come over it in time. Their presence was a small victory, even if it was short lived and marred with tragedy at the end of it all.

He would pluck up Tuwile and carry him in the den as Tori charged after her mother. It was enough time for them all. He’d set the boy down at his mother’s belly with the rest of them as he offered her a comforting nuzzle. “They just need time… get some rest.” He would go find them, or perhaps hunt so she had a nice meal to wake to.