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Post by Drakov on May 4, 2015 0:26:05 GMT
(Possibly Mis-dated)
Dermo: Upon ears' detection of dearest siblings painful cries, the fattest of six siblings was almost immediately summoned towards the den entrance as he had been the day prior. Gaze scanned the scene for whom was recieving punishment for what, attention almost instantly locking onto the recently dropped form of his more colorful sister. Hmmf. Little did Dermo care for the other boys of his brood, oh.. but the girls, he felt that they required pampering and protection from his boisterous self. So long as they showed him similar feelings in return. And so, with the brat's fleecy backside fluffed and sporting an irritated sense, he stampered forwards into the clearing with the obvious intention to reach Katka's tattered and bruised proportion. If able, tongue would escape the moist confines of tyke's mouth, still layered in thick lines of vomit as belly seemed to always over fill. And a lick would be administered to the region that leaked troubled whines. Attention was not extended to the adults thus far, feeling they had no importance as of yet. Little hellion just hadn't been personally shown any different
Hadlee. The woman had been gone for far too long. Though she wanted to get to know her sister more, it was a hard thing to do with the brothers there. While anxiety and fear sat on her mind, she knew that this was something that she couldn@t ignore forever. She couldn@t just leave without word. No. Hadlee had to go home to the clutches of the men that had forced her to mutilate her. While her steps were rather were rather slow, she knew that they would eventually lead back to the den where she knew that she needed to be at. Her stub of a tail remained still as she finally appeared where she was. When her dulled eyes found the sight of all those around, she almost fell into shock. Little children ran around the clearing and at once, Hadlee felt a fear for the little bundles. Who else could they have belonged to? The brothers. At least one of them claimed this lot and she knew it. Never the less, Hadlee took her steps so that she was a couple yards away from the group. While she wasn@t tense, she wasn@t comfortable. There was a look in her eyes that showed the fear from the brother@s. Respect and loyalty is what they wanted and this was what Hadlee fled from. It was time to give them what they asked for and what she would have to pay for. A nod was given to each brother before her eyes fell onto the children before her. There were no words. There were none needed until she was given a reason.
Zodiak sighed, looking down at the pup who he stayed by all night. He'd moved out of the sight of the child's abbusive parents, however, the day was new and he had to move back into sight. Reluctantly zodi rose and gently picked the pup up by his body. Man-instincts didn't call for scruffing. He slowly carried it back to the den entrance, intentions on leaving him in sight for his mother and being out of sight when she returns. God knows she'd try to blame this on him. As he turned the corner around the rather large rock that marked the den site, he paused in his step. Eyes observing the scene where drak sat next to two of the other pups, one of which seemed to be in pain. Ear pressed back and he lowered his gaze. God damnit. Slowly he moved toward the den entrance, eyes shifting over to hadlee. That was Cinns sister right? He tried to make eye contact with her, hoping she would see the pup that needed some kind of watch from the brothers, having been unconsious since yesterday. He moved closer to the darkened opening and gently layed the pup on the ground. He knew better than to try and go in. Eyes shifted back to drak and a glare was given. You know why. He'd then give the other pups a side glance and turn to move out to the open 'courtyard' where he'd plop down in the dirt.
Drakov: OH POOR VAD! Bout the only one in existance to earn such a heartfelt response. GUILT. Im sorry brother I love you. Blob was dismissed for a momment, the sulking mass of white fluff focused on and given a growlful yup. Teeth nipping in a preening fashion at his face, as nub tail wiggled frantically. Shhh it's ok brudder. Tongue flicked across the males features, before plump toy was given his attention. Not that that was a good thing obviously.. KEKE. With a mild prance, enduced by Vad's attitude. Though.. The sudden arrival of another child had him pausing mid-motion to stare puzzled at the fat thing. Brow furroed, lip curling at the sight of it licking the other. Only the idea of him and Vad's relationship kept him from acting to harshly. Instead.. Nose swung into the plump thing, barreling it over. "It zeems you 'ave a water toy of'your own Vad." Gaze would linger over to brother, before jaws returned to scooping up the female of the two. So many faces to arrive so suddenly. Hadlee and Zod's presence were noted, but clearly his actions weren't deemed something peculiar or hasty worthy, considering he regarded Had with a returned nod and went about his business willy nilly! TRALALA! With a bounce he plunged towards the river bed, and toppled right in. Chest hit the surface and forced water to spray about. He only got in a paddle or two before his little water toy was released. Hind limbs kept him above the earths surface, while front paddled mildly. Enough to steady his balance, and keep him within range of the likely sinking child. POOR THINGS OI! When she'd finally gone under, he'd leave her for a second or two then bob his head in like a duck searching for fish and return her to the surface. Vad of course, was given a look. NO KILLING THEM. But apart from that he was freak to have fun with the things.
---skip vad---
Katka: While Katka was lying there, she was approaching by none other than...he who was probably her strangest brother. Big and fat and vomity. Right then, though, she would have accepted comfort from ANYONE. With yet another high-pitched whimper, she nuzzled his shoulder, not much minding the gross smell he was getting on her fur with his licks. That "tender" little moment didn't last long, as Katka was soon snatched up again by the remaining male. And then they were moving? Katka had never been more than a few feet from the den, so this fact was terrifying all on its own. The matter of who was taking her only compounded things. She gave some cursory struggles, but already knew enough to understand that there was no escaping whatever was about to happen. It wasn't long before the river came into view, large and blue and mysterious to the pup. Before she could even begin to puzzle out what exactly it was, her captor was already diving straight in, splashing icy water onto her as he waded. She peeped her fright, and in doing so, unfortunately wasted air that was about to become very precious. The jaws holding her above the water's surface released her, and she plummeted downwards into freezing liquid that threatened to engulf. Her momentum carried her under the surface instantly, and though she managed to bob back up, her little legs did very little in keeping her afloat for long. A sharp sound left her as, unavoidably, she dipped below again. On instinct, she tried to gulp a breath, and found water instead. If the shaking before had hurt, the chest-burning of not having air was far and beyond that. She writhed in her moment of near-drowning, and this time when jaws came to grip her and catch her back up, she was relieved beyond expressing. Even as she hacked ineffectually, trying to get the aspirated water out of her cold-compressed lungs.
Dermo:. Comfort was willingly extended to his seemingly beloved sibling whom laid upon the ground, even if his licks were only meant to clense her fur and/or taste the crimson liquid that oozed from her battered features. Which tasted.. rather delectable, in all honesty. Perhaps he'd have to taste his other four siblings aswell. This new-found information was cast deep into permanent memory files however as said sibling was quickly whisked away for an untold of journey, and not long behind herself, Dermo was awarded the first-time experience of his own scruff being claimed. Speckled limbs curled instinctively into the young man's body to the best of their ability, his gaze able to venture 'cross the vast and lusciou slandscape wildly and with a heightening sense of curiousity, unlike the abused Katka. It became an instant wander though when Dermo was cast aside the river's edge instead of into its' lethal depths as was she, Vadimir running off to take a piss or who knows what.Nostrils flinched in response to the tyke's confusion before fat proportions were rolled back onto all fours, a bit of pitter-patter produced upon his unbalanced stride closer towards the bank. Attention was kept on darling sister as she played a seemingly painful game with the earless brute, Dermo's tail made to wag in a fierce display of jealousy as vocals in turn began to whine and spit forth some obviously distressed tunes. WOW WAIT. Play?! I'm not included? Little did he know their game was one of pure suffering and torture. Under developed brain just couldn't seem to unpuzzle that normally obvious fact.
Hadlee followed after the brothers despite their dismissive attitude torward her. The fear of what they would do to the cchildren brought her forward. They were still oung. They were still growing. What more could the girl do but watch of them as protectivly as she could. Hadlee wasn't looking for death herself. There was something that she had learned in her short time with the two brothers. Do not stop what they were doing. They made the decisions and there would be no chancing their mind once they set their mind to something. Today was no exception to this. As the children were dunked into the water and allowed to sink, a whine escaped her lips. Her body tensed at once as she fought back the urge to go and safe the children from their watery grave. There would be no forcing the children into the safety of the river's edge. No. They were up for the mercy of Drakov and Vadimir. The girl lucked out when one was left by the river's edge. While the boy was a few yards away, the girl kept him in her vision even if it was just in the sides. The other had to be brought to safety as well. It would take a lot more than just asking the men. Hadlee's dulled eyes turned back to the den in hopes that someone would come to the aid of the child before she would force herself to a certain death by going after them.
Zodiak was trying to rest, trying to relax but it seemed since the pups were born the two brothers had lost their damn minds. Gaze followed the gray-toned brute as he snatched up one of the pups and trotted off toward the river. shit. No zodi no, They're not your kids thats not your problem. Their mother should be dealing with those two... Yeah thats how they got into this mess in the first place. SIGH. Zodi sat up and stretched his head toward the sky, muscles seizing up as he loosened muscles before standing and shaking. He stood there for a moment, breath exhaled through his nose as he gazed in the direction of the river, wondering what exactly the crazies were up to. Pup in mouth, drak jumped in. Hackles rose and zodi growled, gaze shifting to hadlee as if questioning silently if she was gonna do anything about it. Prob not considering her missing tale. He was the man not her, if anyone was to do something it should be him. Not...that it was really his business. Not his kids. Battling himself he shook his head and slowly walked towards the water. The biggest obsticle he was facing right now was BOTH the nuts were over there, it wasn't just drak this time and zodi had no idea just how crazy his brother vad was. On top of it all, Where the hell was nida? Poor boy was missing her somethin fierce. His walk to the river wasn't completely obvious, he kept close to the brush, still not entirely sure what he was going to do. Sometimes he wondered who the hell he thought he was. He hadn't been a part of the pack for very long and now he was trying to protect pups from their deranged fathers? It was more so challanging them--not for rank, but for respect. It seemed the only one that really seemed to give him any sort of kindness was Nida. He didnt expect kindness from drak or vad but he was getting sick of tip-toeing around them like some scared whelp. He needed to grow, and if that involved daily ass kickings until he would finally be able to get one over on them, so be it. He was still young and had a little bulking to do, not to mention his mild case of depression that caused him to lose a little weight. Dumbass. He paused and sat amongst the brush to observe the events taking place at the river; the one pup with drak in the water and seemingly sinking and the other at the bank wanting to join it. Gaze shifted to the side as a whine was heard, the lighter girl was there as well and looked as if she wanted to try and stop them. Zodi would hate to see her beat up or taken advantage of. He roused from his spot and moved toward her. He'd give her a light warning nip to the shoulder, nothing serious just to get her attention, "Don't..." he'd say quietly before taking a step forward and casting a sidways glance her way.
Nida dragged her sopping feet the whole way over toward the group. The kerfuffle was far too prominent to ignore, and baiting curiosity was the only to blame at this point. Her head rears, up high, staring beneath thinking-knit mode of brows wondering a flurry of things as she stood with unassuming posturing. She paid no mind to the dripping of excess water to sodden fur. The peculiar angles of her muzzle was wiped clean with a casual expel of her tongue, pulled straight back into its housing. Her sensory input took all there was to be had of the unfolding scene: four adults, two laid out a pathway to bedlam and the remaining doing what they could to rectify the wrong without harm inflicted, while the pups were mangled in every thought possible like some variety of sport. One of said adults wrangled her focus, as she never had the pleasure of olfactory senses getting acquainted with her. So she moves in toward the she-wolf using clunky paws pulling her away from the cover with cat-like steps, and only stopping shy a foot. Her nose strained her scent while a circumspect glimpse was given toward Drak and Vad handling the children, supposedly Cinn's by the odor picked up with a thoughtful sniff.
Drakov: Oh how awful. How pleasantly awful. Harhar. He lacked understanding in terms of just how messed up all of this was. To him.. To them.. It was far more a service of kindness! They'd not been killed on the spot, torn apart and eaten. Dead or alive. No. Instead, the horrible fathers showed kindness, and allowed the children the opportunity to prove themselves. To grow, to fight. Drowning wasn't neccessarily something he was forced to endure as a pup but.. Damn close enough! If the brothers could handle such a feet without the luxury of.. Trying NOT to kill them, compared to the boys who quit literally had to be the only survives in order to live. Well, then these pups should be just fine, right? Right! Or so was Drak's mindset. This was nothing. The first couple weeks would be a living hell, like going through boot camp.Torn apart, destroyed, and reshaped. Forced to grow and adapt far beyond ones normal rate for the sole sake of surviving. That was the world Drakov and Vadimir lived in. And if these little shits were going to be allowed to stay, that was the world they would endure as well. Water toy was held up for but a minute, a momment to catch her breath and for the pale beast to shuffle to the shore line before she was dropped in again. As close to the edge as possible but still deep enough that even with those tiny paws touched the ground it was still JUST to deep to reach air. She was a couple feet from sanctuary, dry land. Air. Life. And he intended to leave her to find her own way out if she could. MOVING ON TO DERMO. Sights aimed to seek out the boy, and in doing so would finally take note of all those around gauking and staring as if the world had fallen into chaos. Head tilted a tad, a puzzled look plagueing his features. "Nida. Hadlee. 'Avn't seen eisser of you two for a time." Casual as ever. He'd smirk creepily at the gang of adults, before veering back to little Dermo. Head would crane to the side a bit, staring. Examining the boy, before teeth lashed out grabbed ahold of the fat boy. Swinging him up and out into the water as if he were a bobble toy.
----skip vad----
Katka: It was agonizing, trying to get the water out of her lungs. Katka's inhales came as rasping gasps, and try as she might, it was hard to expell liquid when she was being dangled upright. Gravity was working against her here. And as bad luck would have it, her respite wasn't to be an exceptionally long one. Well before she'd fully recovered from nearly drowning the first time, she was surprised out of her wits when she felt the now-comforting grip release for a second time. Back into the water, back into the cold and the suffocating place she never EVER wanted to be in again. Heck, she'd take being shaken around again ahead of this, any day. The choice, alas, was not hers, and she was left to sink again. As water once again rushed into her nose and mouth, she noted dully that her paws were brushing against something hard at the bottom of the river. A surface. While her body burned for lack of oxygen, she used her legs (stiff from the chill) to push against this newfound surface. Almost immediately, her head broke through into air. She gagged on it, pulling in a thin, crackling breath. It was a most minor of victories, but it staved off drowning for a moment. Her blurred vision cleared, and she saw solid ground resting just out of reach, so tantalizingly close! She angled herself towards it, and flailed her paws. Still not enough. She vanished undeneath the water once more.
Dermo:. Attention maintained its focus point all the while, multi-toned gaze stuck upon his sister's flailing protortions only to seek them wildly each time they were engulfed again by the river's unforgiving surface. It was like a game of whack-a-mole, but with the eyes only. Pleasure found in his attempts to guess where Katka would surface each time she made a re-appearence. This was not at all a sense of cruel nature from the bi-colored whelp, but only a simple misunderstanding. Too which he would be awarded some knowledge about.. in the coming seconds where the large, white monster began to advance in the boy's direction. Dermo's facial became lit with a satisfied expression on the immediate, jaws agape and snapping anxiously about the air afront them, his fleecy tail still whipping up a violent storm aloft plump hindquarters. And when grabbed, and ..tossed? A high-pitched SQUEAL was spit unhesitantly from between now flapping about lips. I BELIEVE I CAN FLYYYYY. It only took a matter of seconds to realise that the act of flight was not at all enjoyable, and limbs began to flail awkwardly as if attempting to right himself. But to no avail. With backside hitting the river's surface first, liquid was forced to rush either direction and form little waves, fat body sinking immediately. And it was then that Katka and Monster's game was found to be.. not at all pleasant either. Lungs burned with the initial inhale of water, nose poking up only once with the help of desperatly paddling limbs before weight became Dermo's ultimate downfall. Down.. down.. down he went.
Hadlee watched in disbelief as the man continued to allow the children to fall under the water's cool surface. One was left while another was thrown into the water. Fear graced ehr eyes and whines continued as Drakov looked back to her. Still, she knew better. In truth, she had almost reached her breaking point as the young man took to her side. HIs words... his warning caused her eyes to flash to him in a harsh way. "You are going to get them die?" Her voice snapped against her lips in a harsh whisper. "Then it will be on your hands and not mine." With the last of her words, the woman turned away from the river. She could not watch the children die, but she also could not save them. Rather than torture herself, she was going to hide in hopes that the sounds of the desperate breaths for air would leave her.
Zodiak Watched anxiously as the pup drew closer and closer to the waters edge. He wasn't sure exactly how to handle the situation, and where was vad. Zodi's luck the bastard would slip from wherever he was and ambush him if he tried to salvage the pup. Harsh whisper was received from had and zodi snarled, looking to her before another sight was caught in the corner of his eye. He perked up, gaze focusing on Nida. Where the hell did she come from? Half glance was casted to the river before he moved to her, nosing into her neck fur. "Hey how---" sniff sniff, she smelt different. Zodi pulled back and looked at her, head tilted before returning to investigate, shoulder brushing against hers as his nose trailed down towards tail end. If wolves could get high, he would be right now. He remained in his position for a moment before muzzle twisted 'round over his shoulder to rest on her back. Odd signals fired off in the boys loins and he stepped back, looking at her quite puzzled. What the hell was wrong with him. A sudden splash caught his attention and he looked toward the river. Damnit the other pup was in the water. Zodi started off toward the water, stopping after a few steps to look back at nida, cross between helping the pup and god knows what with her. Nose wrinkled to reveal teeth and he reeled off toward the river, slowing not far from the bank with fangs bared as a hateful glare was sent in draks direction.
Nida began to question how this 'pack' of wolves was cohesive, if not a tad bit wobbly in its stability. She watched with neutrality and a touch of dry disappointment absorbing into her facial features, pointedly aimed in the direction of Drakov's constantly dubious acts; plunking a child that knows no better than one of its fatherly figures was atrocious, unorthodox, and cruel and unusual punishment. Marshmellow's words fell on deaf ears. Then another fell victim to Drak's clutches. Where was Cinn? This registered in her mind belatedly as the nigh stark white wolf spoke up and gave her words, in reproach, before parting. Nida's body tense and her teeth bared, snarling soundlessly, at the proximity Zod held himself -- she was noticed. The woman remained this way until he became distracted with other affairs, like the drowning kids. Oh .. With her tail tucked, and picking momentum in her steps, later turned to a loping stride, she sprang into the water after the sinking fatty. Nida's head submerge into the river's babble so as to gingerly wrap her teeth around the child's leg, tail, scruff -- anything really, and heave from the water's (for a child) depth. Hopefully, while executing this thought into action, Zod kept his eyes peeled on Drak should he decide to divert his attention elsewhere. Arriving ashore, saturated, Nida placed the terribly young child on the ground. Next, she'd turn, facing Drak and the child close by him. Snort.
Drakov: Attention veered back to the pathetic little thing on the shoreline. Disregarding all foul looks thrown his way. Though they were dully noted, none more so than Nida. However.. That was simply because of the way she held herself. A side of her he wasn't accustomed to. Likely braught on by her heat, but he hadn't a good wiff yet to notice. All he saw was her posture and that was enough of a huge change for NIDA of all beings for him to take notice. Battered and bruised was looked apon for but a second before a paw stretched down and clawed backwards. Effectively rolling her right onto dry land. As harsh and horrible as all this was, it was only there first time out! He wasn't expecting them to manage such a thing so quickly. They'd be offered a few round to get the hang of things, before he planned to toss them right into the middle of it all and leave them to saving there owns lives! But for now that wasn't the case. Today was about the nothing more than the realization that life was a brutal bitchy thing, it wasn't all fun games. Atleast.. Not until you were capable enough that such dangers were not a threat any longer. Ear tufts twitched as mid-motion, paws preparing to bound him in after the sinking lad, but instead Zod's growl and the foot steps that followed stopped him in his tracks. Gaze caught sight of Nida's 'rescueing' attempt as he veered attention back towards the young male. Attitude there much? He was puzzled for a momment. Confused as to why the lessons were being interupted, trying to decipher reason behind it. But he found nothing, and it caused frustration to brew within the pale monstrocity. Afterall.. Reasoning or not, who were they to correct, or dismiss his actions? UM! Don't think so! Nida's return to shore was met with a crack of fangs. Swiveling in place and likely spraying up water in the process. Jaws aimed to snap down across her scruff as pup was released. Teeth clasping without a shred of gentle means. Fangs would sink in to the loose flesh and fur, hooking them in like catching a fish to secure a hold.
Katka: Her legs were starting to feel more like dead weights than a means of escape. They paddled with growing lethargy as Katka's time underwater stretched into seconds. Her vision was starting to rim with darkness. And had the water always been this cold? Because she was absolutely freezing. She was doing her best to reach air again, she really was! She just wasn't strong enough. It was almost beginning to look like she wasn't EVER going to reach air again. What would happen if she just stayed down here? It didn't seem too welcoming, what with the torture searing itself through every bit of her, but she didn't see any alternatives. Katka was beginning to consider this as a legitimate option when something suddenly slammed into her side, pushing her. Onto land! She felt the river's bottom scrape against her, and then suddenly there was sky. There she was, plopped back on dry ground. For a swift moment she just stayed there, riverwater streaming passively from her nose and mouth. Finally, the instinct to live kicked back in. Hunching, she coughed, choked, vomited, and overall made quite a gross, blubbering display for all to see. It seemed to take minutes, but she eventually managed to get to breathing normally again, even if it still hurt like nothing else. Her abused reperatory tract also made a sound suspiciously similar to one sci-fi antagonist, but hey. She was alive! Besides taking those immediate self-saving actions, Katka was afterwards content to lie there like something genuinely drowned and pretend like everything around her didn't exist. That tactic hasn't worked well last time, but y'know.
--skip to zod--
Zodiak was hung up at the bank eyes focused on drak and muscles tensed, prepared for anything. He was amped, a newly found energy surged through him that was strangely apparent after he was reunited with nida. Her arrival always made him feel better but this was new and he liked it. A step forward was taken before something blurred in the corner of his eye and Nida was diving into the water. God damn woman what the hell?! He paced at the shores edge, eyes shifting between her and drak. One pup was removed from the water, he'd sniff at it to make sure it was alive before attention was directed to nida. He was gonna have to save her, that was for certain. Teeth remained bared and he moved closer to where she was to emerge from the water, about the same time as Drak was noticed heading for her. Loud snorting growl was given as he snatched her by the scruff. HELL NAH! She was no pup to throw around like he did his own children. Zodi quickly moved toward the brutes vulnerable backside, Throwing himself toward the intersection of shoulderblades. If things went as planned he would latch onto loose fur like some rabid beast and thrash his head side to side, surly causing some sort of puncture or tear to the brute. It was on, here and now, he was ready.
Nida's tail remained tucked when she felt a spray of water flung from the river and in her direction. Instinctively the woman tensed, and her hackles bristle, and lips curling back over long-yellowed fangs at the incoming fluffy marshmellow. When he came, she lowered her head for him to take the loose, flexible skin on top of her scruff before adjusting with nimble steps. The refinement helped the darkly furred she-wolf to woodenly stand adjacent to Drak so that she was able to purposely sling a foreleg over his neck and hook snug on to the opposing side of his person. Thankfully, Zod took part of the scuffle to get a piece of the action because most likely Nida would have remained in the position and endured the beating until the Drak's fuss was done and over with.
Bable-- It was then that all hell broke loose. Her siblings started throwing up and passing out- which she wanted no part in. They must have been playing with sickboy or something. Not-ERRS latched on the the swimmer-woman and sickboy went for Not-ERRS. Why, everyone was having a giant play fight weren't they?? Feeling once again uninvited and left out of the madness, Babs made her move. "ERRS!" The puppy squeal came out like a war cry before she jumped up to straddle the length of one of Not-ERRS back legs, milk teeth moving to gnaw on the boniest part she could find. Not like it would hurt or anything, hell, he might not even feel it. Tiny puppy arms wrapped around his leg like a bear hug, all the while trying to duplicate the fearsome noises her adult counterparts were making.
Cinnema had obviously missed the events that had gone on yesterday, let's say she was off hunting for the first time in what seemed like forever. She'd thought that her children would be fine and well! Well, not really, it was pretty much a given that /something/ was going to happen. You couldn't live with crazy and not expect crap to go down. But she was getting so restless staying inside the den and guarding her children and she couldn't take it anymore. So nice short swim would have been taken before going off to find an unfortunate prey animal to stalk. What a great mommy. Time was spent following from a distance, waiting, stalking, as she seemed to do so well. In the end she'd spent time chasing and trying to separate a cow elk from the herd, only to have to turn tail and run when the big male came to his woman's rescue. WELL. Rude much. Skip to current time and Cinnema was walking up all calm-like to the den from opposite side of the river, inhaling deeply as she walked up. Wait, hang on a second. Something's off. Dried blood scattered around, and it seemed some scents were leading away from the densite. Instantly she was fluffed up and there came the angered mother mode as she ducked into the den to check kids. Which she didn't need to do for long because there were missing ones! She licked and nuzzled the safe children briefly, intending to set out and find out what the hell was going on. Except-- Cin paused, sniffing one of them (Yusef). Brutal anger uncurled in her stomach. Someone had better explain to her QUICK why Zodiak's scent was all over her child, and he was missing his ears and tail. If things were really going down at the river all hell was about to be rained upon them in a minute. Pale woman would rage out, muscles charged and tail waving in the air, head up and lips curled as she followed the sounds of battle echoing from the river. In moments she was looking at Nida, Drak, and Zodi, seeming to be in a fight, bright eyes catching little Bable throwing herself into the fray as she was walking up. Oh hell. Momentary pause as she noticed the soaked, battered children laying to the side. LAST STRAW. Two abused kids plus one at home that smelled very much of the brown male who was now going at Drakov? With little thought Cin would lunge in and grab Bable by the scruff, tossing her aside toward land-side and not river, and probably none to gently either if only to get her the hell away. A second later she was attempting to grab Zodiak's scruff with merciless jaws and yank him the hell off, if only to readjust her grip and get it closer to his face and throat. Strong line of growls and roars of a horrible nature were ripping their way from her throat after her one child was thrown aside. Forget thinking about who had actually touched her kids, she knew what she saw and she was acting on it. It probably didn't help that she wasn't fond of Zodi either.
Yusef had spent the majority of the evening in a black haze. But he smelled mommy! The soft snuffling of her breath against his aching body woke him. Slowly, those pale violet eyes blinked open and he came to. And just as slowly, his sore little body rose, trembling, to his feet. He sniffed at the air, and gave a soft whining whimper as Cinnema strode back out. Wthout hesitation, he followed. He limped along, hobbling on stubby legs. He trembled, the air hitting those open wounds and causing him to quiver as pain shot through him. But the real pain had been introduced early in life-- so now? Now he could handle this. He huffed lightly as he followed Cin all teh way to the river, only to see a battle! His sister was thrown over him, landing in a poofy pile behind him, but she was not his concern. This..this hulking mass of battles were! He watched. He was silent, and his stare seemed far too intense for a babe of his age. Yusef watched as mama's jaws sank into flesh, as muscles tensed and clenched. Spittle flew, legs shuffled, limbs tangled, snarls tore through the air. And yet...he watched. Why did he watch so intently? Because mountain-beast had told him not to fight unless he could win. He had been unconscious when Zod had tended to him, so he didn't know who he was, or why he smelled like him. Not that it really mattered--he wanted to see who would emerge victorious, and who would lose. Every action, every move was taken note of. His tiny brain was malleable right now, abosrbing everything. He spoke no words yet....but he watched, and he learned.
Drakov: Teeth clasped oh so easily into target, though body did not hault. Even as Nida aimed to reared, legs played and barrelled him through. Taking advantage of her now lack of balance mixed with his grip forcing her head to twist uncomfortabley to the side. Making it that much easier for chest and shoulders to to bowl her right to the ground, backwards. Zod's assault was expected, yet he paid little to no mind. Infact, the added weight of Zod's attack ontop of Drak's own body weight likely made the slam hellward that much worse for Nida. Bashing her head to the ground. Splayed paws would hold him firm, gutteral growls echoing out of his full mouth in response to pain surging from the leech on his shoulder blades. But did it stop him? No not in the slightest! The momment Nida's head had hit ground, jaws released, taking advantage of the momment of disorientation she'd endure, to relocate and clasp around her throat. Teeth clamped tight, tight tighter. Aiming to suffocate the life out of her in as quick but drolled out a way as possible. He wanted her gasping for air, choking between his teeth. Cin's arrival and assault on Zod was... well.. Not at all expected to be honest. Eyes widened, attempting to follow the woman as she moved, but instead was left in the dark. Knowing only the sensation of Zod's teeth pulling harder at his flesh from Cin trying to remove him. FUCKING LEECH. Claws curled, digging into the earth before head craned up and slammed back down. Aiming to knock Nida unconcious by bashing her skull into the ground. Something that usually only took one good blow.. But.. He didn't quit have the same stability what with ZOD ON HIS BACK. Once she finally lay limp, whether Zod had released or not, Drak would turn on a dime to assess the situation. Clearly little Bable had gone unnoticed. Not even so much because of his little teeth, but because there were worse pains blocking out something so small. Which.. Even then.. Was far from the worst he'd ever endured. Given Zod was still latched on, Drak's twist would turn into a roll. Aimming to drop weight onto Zod's head to break him off. If he had let go? He'd be on him worse than white on rice! Oh how humorous it was... That Cin was attacking him, when really it was asshole here who had caused it all.
Zodiak thrashed; all the anger, all the pain that Drak had ever caused him--the insults, His motherfuckin ear! All of it was the fuel to his assault, That and Nida, the reason he was here. He'd made a promise to her and she was counting on him right here in this moment. Grip would re-adjust itself as teeth slipped from taught flesh. Rippling growl being released as both he and drak toppled over the girl. He'd give one more good shake before teeth were felt on his own scruff and he was being tugged back. Shit vad returned. Zodi was forced to release grip and responded to the other by reeling his head to snap at legs--the legs of which belonged to Cin and not vad. Oh, well ... shit. Zodi snarled and aimed a quick chomp to the point of the girls shoulder. If it landed, hopefully it'd be enough to snap her out of whatever kept her latched to him. He fought for words in his fury to get away from her "I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU!" he snapped, Pulling his frame away from her with all his might. If she let go, he'd rush back to drak and freeze for half a second at the sight of him around nida's throat. Damnit! Lips were curled to their highest point and jaw parted to release a cackling growl, he rushed at drak who seemed to have let nida go in that moment. He lunged, aiming to knock the front of his shoulder against the front of draks--head on collision, teeth searching for the vulnerable spot where jaw met neck, the same spot where drak had held him hostage in their first battle.
Nida's arm latch helped to steady her for a moment longer, as the other three stout ones kept her stable. Unfortunately, Nida did not foresee what direction Zod came from, only sensed, and was easily knocked over as the traction of paws served little in its purpose. And so, she scrambled about carelessly after a nice head collision, drowsily kicking, all the while flopping onto her stomach, to roll clear. But Drak got a hold of the woman's neck, or part of it due to her constant movement, and sent her head home to the ground. More than once. Pain struck like a blow with every exertion made on Drak's behalf -- but still, she kept the frail snarls, eventually mingling with whines, going. The noises reverberating from the woman's throat ended as her eyes, like the rest of her, grew heavy and challenging to manage. All the nonsense in the background was muffled as she fell in a range of half-sleep.
Bable was enjoying her part in the tussle, nomming and taking in the taste of Not-ERRS leg. It was a wonder she avoided being trampled in the mix of the madness. She was ERRS and she all powerfu- what the fuck no! She was sent flying as mommy swooped into the midst and was left rolling and tumbling off to the side. Landing next to her brother, she took a moment to let her now spinning head recooperate before letting out an ear-splitting whine. Why did mommy get to have all the fun? Babs was winning after all!! Or atleast she thought she was... Her gaze finally turned towards her brother, taking notice of his new... look. She felt a sudden surge of dominance and power as she compared him and her to their fathers, Not-ERRS and ERRS. "NANNERRS" She spat his name as if it were an insult. While her pronunciation sucked shit, she had this whole vocalization thing down. Babs began a slow circle around the form of her deformed sibling, lips curling as she attempted to mock the adult's aggression. She was impressionable, to say the least. She loved the way mocking the adults made her feel like hot shit.
Yusef was being..circled? His large violet gaze trailed over her. Stupid girl sister. Her little lips curled as she attempted to mock them, but he could play that game too. He could mock. But he was not going to simply sit and snarl. Snarling, it seemed, gave a warning. White-mountain daddy didn't give a warning. Rather than waiting to give her a moment, he simply launched his little body forward, aiming to barrell his larger form into her to bowl her over, sinking those tiny little milk teeth into whatever he could reach, which just so happened to be the side of her skull. He didn't snarl, didn't growl, didn't bare his little teeth. No, he simply sank them into flesh. His aim was actually to sink those tiny teeth into her eye or somewhere near it--he didn't like the way she STARED at him! STOP STARING. Yusef's little paws moved to mock what he watched the adults doing, and he dug them into the dirt to pull back and shake his head wildly, trying to worry her flesh. YOU WON'T STARE ANYMORE. He finally made a sound. A gurgling, deep, chesty little snarl as he raised those little paws and tried to slam them into her head. Nida's head was slammed into the ground..he could do it too, right? Sure he wasn't actually strong enough to just yet, but he had the will. He moved his little jaws to try to grip at her ear--she wanted to stare? How would she feel if she matched?! He tried to grasp at it, with every intention of pulling it off. Not that he actually had the strength to, but it was obvious he was trying. GOOD JOB DADDY LOOK WHAT YOU TAUGHT HIM.
Drakov: Body barreled over the woman. All four paws firmly planted and thrusting into Nida's frame, his grasp on Nida's scruff keeping her head twisted unpleasantly the entire time. Until of course, his bite had repositioned into one far more deadly. A wave of relief soon enough washed over him, due to the added weight of Zod being pulled off. Alittle sooner than expected, he took advantage of such. Limbs bent, thrusting him up so that he could drop straight down and ram Nida one good time. Knocking her unconcious and able to focus on more pressing matters. Zod. Whome which seemed quick to recoil. Gaze flicked to the corner of his eyes, the males hollers registered, and his flutter of motion noted. Low stance allowed for jaws to take advantage of his assault. Shouldered collision unavoidable, but he didn't mind! For as the brown yearling closed in for impact,Drak's jaws parted and took hold of Zod's throat. A quick upward strike of teeth onto a vulnerable area so courteously thrown right in his face. If he managed, teeth would clamp down around the sensative location at the same instance shoulder met shoulder in a slam. Front end would glide a tad from the impact, but he simply twisted his head in the same direction. Aiming to yank Zod straight to the ground through a mix of forward momentum, and pain spiking into his windpipe.
Vadimir had been oh so excited to go to the river and have some good ol' fashioned fun with the kiddies! But Vad couldn't help remembering that he'd engorged in a shit ton of elk the previous day. And that crap striked with a vengeance! So he'd excuse himself, dashing back to the den, where he'd go behind to take the mother of all shits. Suitably relieved Vad rushed back down the mountain. Dangit, the gang were probably having a blast without him! He couldn't have that. No sir, not at all. So he marched to the river with all possible haste, only to find.... oh what the holy fuck. Brows knitted and muzzle scrunched. How had taking the pups out to practice swimming turn into a battle orgy? And what's more, the children seemed in on the action as much as the adults! Well... couldn't say he wasn't. Maybe. A tiny bit proud. Maybe. But most pressing matters of course was that there was a brown dickmunch and a white/gray/red vaginamunch attacking his brother! Vadimir's paws kicked off the ground and took off at a bound, sailing over the dueling children as he flew toward the warring trio. Snarling roar left Vad's throat, more so a message than out of anger. Yo if you don't want your face fucked then MOVE BITCH GET OUT D'WAY. Should either one not heed them, likely he'd give Cinn a warning snap at her face on his way, not even pausing to assess whether she heeded him or, damn, decided to take a bite out of him too! Vad's sole care was ensuring Drak's safety. Which... anyone knew wasn't really that necessary. But obsessive brother was obsessive, durp. Keeping jaws nice and wide fighting snow demon plowed ahead, unless given reason not to, with the full intention to snap right down on Zod's testicles and give him a not so friendly squeeze.
Cinnema was all motherly rage narrowed in on the point of Zodiak, and quite honestly she was half going for a throat hold if she could. But Drak rolled forward, pushing all weight onto Nida- yet Cin didn't let her grip go, until a bite was received and it prompted her to let go and reassess for a better hold. Even with the words being yelled at her; she snarled in response as Zod backed away and went toward Drakov. Obviously her evidence was much better than his words! A single glance was spared to the unconscious Nida, and she wondered briefly what she'd done this time, but went right back in to attack Zodiak again. Only, it seemed Drak beat her to the punch, or, at least, throat. Before she could throw herself back in to assist him in throwing down the yearling, another voice was thrown in to announce Vadim's arrival! Turning slightly to look at him, she'd narrowly avoid his snap to the face and return by biting the air behind him with a short growl in warning. But at least he wasn't touching her. Eyes tracked him as he went-oh shit, straight for Zodiak's balls. WOW. Cin would very briefly glance at her noisy kids, to see that they were fighting each other and not some other adult she didn't know, before figuring hey that's fine, and looking back at the scene unfolding before her, ears pressed forward and teeth still barred but not trying to get in the way at this point, just observing.
Zodiak in mid launch saw his plan wouldnt unfold as well as he'd hoped. Zodi crashed into drak like a truck, and before jaws could grasp at anything, he felt fangs close around his throat. A gurgled snarl was released as paws thrashed out. There was a shift in weight and zodi felt his balance failing, fangs clamped on his windpipe didn't help. He flailed as body came crashing to the dirt, free limbs straining to push at draks throat, using the leverage to press pads against where his pipes should be. Obviously not the same as what drak had but hopefully he'd tire of it and release him for even just a moment. Teeth remained bared and jaws were parted slightly as he strained to take breath--every fragment counted but he could feel his head whirling. It seemed for a moment they were in a stand-still; frozen in time but zodi could feel his strength waning. The roar of the other brother had him straining eyesight to see what was happening and then the unthinkable. The bastard had clamped onto... onto his manhood. Muffled whine was cut short by lack of airflow. His body writhed again and hind legs were pulled in and kicked out repeatedly in attempts to sock the bitch right in his face. Chest compressed as he gasped, a strained snarl gurgling in his throat, tail would seem to wag like the happiest dog on earth but the movement was involuntary, zodi was fighting against the inevitable.
Yusef huffed as he watched his sister scramble, yelping, crying and slightly bloodied back into the den. DAMN RIGHT. Keep fucking staring. "Uff uff uff!" he barked after her, lungiong forward and snapping at her retreating little butt. Victorious, he stood proud and puffed out his little chest. Coagulated blood matted the sides of his head and his little rear, but that didn't at all seem to matter. He'd won. He exhaled in a little snort. PRIDE. He turned back to watch the adults then, his original activity. Hmm. He took notes on their actions, squinting, memorizing every move he possibly could, though they often moved too fast for his little brain to comprehend. But he saw that one was unconscious now..and Mama took a step back. Oh, maybe he could grab dangly bits too! He was too small to reach anything but mama's nips now, but when he got older...
Drakov: As Zod's form hit ground, the twisting motion of his own action forced front end to shift downward with him for the sake of catching himself. Shoulder pressed into males chest. It allowed head to crane enough so that skull faced assaulting paws. Making the blows land more along the side of his neck than anything else. Teeth only tightened as a result, far far less concerned with preserved with conserving his life than Nida's. Vadimir's presence would have gone entirely unnoticed, had his war cry not sounded out across the trees. His presence at the boys genitals however.. Well.. That was currently unknown! He was to focused on his face! Body ever pressed into his, Drak would thrash his head left and right. Sufficating and bruising, possibly even damaging his vocals in the long run. He'd jerk about with hooked teeth, only to release and land a trail of vicious lashes onto his face. Snapping down first across his cheek, the closest easiest location. And with each bite, he shook like a maddog before continueing on to his next. From cheek, to eye. He held no mercy for it. One bad movement, or slide of fang would have him puncturing it right out. As if Zod wasn't lopsided enough with his one ear, could we make it any worse? Why yes yes we could.
Vadimir was mostly holding onto Zodi's crown jewels for the sake of keeping him helpless to his brother's machinations. Once Zod fell Vadimir was fairly certain he could have disengaged and Drak would have had the situation just fine on his own, but now that he'd had actual time (aka seconds) to understand the situation better, he was of the opinion the asshole could suffer a while longer. He didn't know how or why Zod had decidedly gotten a burr up his ass, but Vad wasn't about to let him go until he was sure Drakov had set his message, and the youth had gotten his just desserts. Only when Drak released, would Vad. Vad temporarily considered taking his frustration out on Zodi, namely in the form of some sexual entertainment. When was the last time he'd gotten laid? Oh right Cinn. AND WHAT A LOVELY OUTCOME THAT HAD BEEN. Cough. At least with dudes there was no worry of such a thing, yeesh. But he'd first look to Drakov for the go ahead before he'd proceed with such an action. After all, the kids were about, and he didn't want to expose them to a bad thing!..... yeah no, he couldn't give two shits what the kids saw him doing. If anything he'd figure he was acting the part of a proper parent by introducing them to the wonders of sex early. It was such a great and wonderous thing, after all. So why not?
Cinnema felt the tiniest bit bad for Zodiak being subject to the fact that his boys were being held by Vadimir while Drakov took his sweet pleasure ripping up the boy's face. But honestly? ..She didn't feel that bad, not enough to step in or say anything, but obviously he wasn't going to need anything else happening to him after this mess, so Cin's body relaxed by a fraction. Lip covered up teeth and tail lowered to rest slightly lower than her spine. Her head turned to look over at Yusef who looked all bloody and confident. Geez, the kids were going to turn out just like their fathers. Almost chill she would step over to her confident little boy and give the focused onlooker a lick upon his skull, then turning to check on her other kids who had been thrown into the river. Unknown to her, by Drakov. Oi. Several worried licks and nudges would be applied to them, but as far as she could tell, they were breathing, and so..well, she wasn't sure if they were fine or not. A bit banged up, obviously, but there was no telling what damage had been done to them for now. Cin would turn to look again to the struggle that was going on. Or, more specifically, Zodi getting fucked over so many ways. What lovely scars. Pfft. As Vadim presumably started humping away at the yearling, she'd roll her eyes and wander back over to Yusef and attempt to pick him up by the scruff and carry him over to the other kids present to keep him close, and perhaps block the scene a little, even briefly. Tending to the children to avoid getting in the way of what was going on because maybe this was enough punishment for Zodi. Of course that depends on what Drak and Vad decide, but.
Zodiak's own heartbeat was all he could hear, pounding in his head as the vision of the white wolf grew feint. The pain that shot from his nether-regions was intense but without oxygen he had no means to move. Body slowly fell limp, and he felt the pressure of Drak pressing into him. He'd almost gone out when suddenly the brute was thrashing, still clung to his throat. Zodi hacked and front legs stiffened again trying to get him to stop. When he was finally released, zodi Gasped and gurgled as blood bubbled in his throat. Another nasty hack was on its way out when drak was coming back down on him, tearing up the side of his face. Jaw hung open as he snarled through the pain, unable to really fight back as the other wolf still had him. one wrong move and he'd be done. Zodi was experiencing something he'd never expect from drak. Sure the brute ripped off his ear and beat him up pretty bad, but this was the worse he'd ever done. Zodi had been a fraction away from death, and his life was still hanging in the balance between the brothers. He still wanted to prove himself, show them he could defend himself, but how in this position? Any wolf would have dificulty in this situation. He thought back to every member of this crazed pack; Cin and her sister, Nida, the pups--all had fallen to the rage of these two, the only difference is they'd all been smart enough to learn from it and stay in line. Zodi kept pushing, kept fighting. He knew he'd never give up fully, never be the submissive bitch they wanted him to be, but he had to learn to admit his losses. Teeth remained bared, mostly out of pain but also in defense. Each time drak lashed out, his body would tense--legs would twitch and he'd growl but nothing more. Zodi lay there in his own blood, manhood in the fate of another, praying it would all be over soon.
Yusef blinked as his head was licked before he was unceremoniously pickled up and then plopped into the pile of his siblings. His little brows furrowed. Did he want to be here? Did he? Hmm...Maybe not. He stepped over the pile of siblings, peering over at his dadd..ies? Hnng. What were they doing? Could he do it too? He blinked down at his sibolings before picking a random one to try to mimic the hip thrusting action. Ahh, they were so impressionable at this age.
Dermo's session of drowning lessens had been short lived, fortunately, for upon the initial 'dunk and splash', after that first and only breath of captured air, a state of unconciousness had been found near the river's rock-lain bottom. Thankfully, the youngin's fat body was grabbed by the chocolate woman (Nida) and thus, Dermo's life had been rescued. The experience of loosing conciousness whilst battling the lethal depths would surely be enough to create fears with water, .. in a normal child. But alas, none of Vad/Drak's brood was exactly normal. Dermo would conqure his enemy, not find fear in it. Next time gaze was lain upon the river, BY GOD IT WAS GOING TO GET IT. Spoiling him the White Monster's play time. How dare that liquidy substance. Upon regaining conciousness, the ball of ebony 'n ivory fluff found himself comfortably nestled nearest his beloved mother. With previously mangled brother atop him and scooping its rear inward repeatedly. "What do?" he questioned curiously as the remembrance of earlier events became all but completely non-existant. Tongue would loll from still moist lips to administer rough kisses onto brother's chin, jaws parting on the occasion to snap at the lower jaw, and perhaps tug on any loose hairs. Omnomnom.
Drakov: Once punishment was served, and boy was released, he'd finally take note of Vad's puppy-looking antics. Oh. Hi brat! Tail wagged pleasantly behind him as tongue flicked out to lick brother dearest across the head. With a toothy smirk, he'd slowly glide his eyes over to Cin, a clear Have at it, given to Vad. Enjoy yourself there bro. "I 'ave somesing special I vish to do to 'im und Nida when zey are both concious.. I'll need you for it." Ohyes.. Surprising as it was, there beaten and bruised bodies were not at all there punishemnt for intervening. It was all punishment for Zod's attack. For disrespecting. No, he had something VERY specific in mind for sticking there noses into his 'lessons'. Snort ushered forth as male motioned toward Cin's being, though.. He was cut short at the sight of Yusef humping his siblings. Oh as much as he hated them he couldn't deny a laugh brewing. It erupted, and likely came off creepish as fuck from someone who never GENUINELY laughed. Well.. He wasn't sure about all these little shits, but this one? This one had him intrigued. Infact.. It braught ideas to mind, the next step in lessons mayhapes? "Vhen do zey eat meat?" Question was clearly offered to Cin, even though his eyes were still stuck on the fat boy. And obviously enough, he still didn't register the idea that what he'd done was a bad thing. Cin attacking Zod isntead only made it more so. She hadn't fussed?! So why had they?? Even more a reason to be punished! With a thud, male flopped at Cin's side, weight leaning her way just enough for contact to be made. "I can't say you vere right about all of zem, but zis boi might 'ave somesing in him." Staring gaze would finally shift to Cin's form, before trailing to the hump fest not far off. "Vhat did you attack Zod for?" Not that he honestly cared, she didn't even NEED a reason in his opinion. But, curiosity!
Vadimir whooped to himself when he was given the A-okay. FINALLY HE COULD HAVE FUNNN. Sure it was to someone elses detriment, but pffft. As far as he was concerned that was just a bonding form! Vadimir would smother sibling in buckets of thank-you kisses, stump tail wiggling about freely before he turned to Zod, tongue flicking out to run across his lips. Ooohhhh yeah, this was going to be so fucking amazing. Wasting no time at all Vad would reach forward to grab hold of Zod's scruff, dragging him up so he was at least on his stomach. Couldn't make love to him with him on his side like that! Well, okay, technically he could. But it would be mad awkward trying to position himself. When he had Zod right where he wanted him, presuming the younger male didn't fight back. He'd then grapple arms around Zod's lower end, keeping him firmly in place. Of course, by this point Vad was already super aroused, simply because he was a fucking asshole creep. So the humping that came next didn't hold any consideration that, y'know. Virgin butthole over here. Nope. Even though thoroughly enjoying himself, he'd still make sure to pay attention to surroundings, glancing first toward Drak when he spoke of some upcoming event, which only made him more excited, to Yus mimicking daddy. Which... honestly had him smiling. Huh... maybe it was actually a good thing he hadn't killed him. Maybe. Still yet to see how that'd all pan out in the future. But for now, he was actually having a decent time playing the role of father. Course, he was butcheringit horrendously, but with no form of proper guidance, how the hell was he to know? When he'd gotten his rocks off Vad would turn away from Zod, still connected to him of course for a while yet. "Yez, vot did 'appen anyvay?" Cause that had yet to be properly addressed. Why... had that huge fight erupted in the short time he'd been gone?
Cinnema did not hardly notice that the relocated child did not want to stay right where he was put among his siblings, because her gaze was drawn by movement and the fact that Drakov was speaking instead of eating Zodiak's face. Hm. What more did the male have in mind for the two who had already been beaten, and pretty damn bad at that? She wasn't sure she wanted to know, but she was curious as to what exactly they'd done to receive punishment in the first place. Cin turned her gaze to avoid watching Vad hump the destroyed yearling, instead looking to see her son mimicking him! What the hell? Eyes narrowed slightly, unsure what to think about this. Were all pups born and then, boom, they were morbid and liked to hump each other? WTF. At this point she was starting to think all kids were bloodthirsty little shits, it wasn't as if she knew any better honestly. The mother's gaze shifted to Drakov and his laughter, simply rolling her eyes at him. Oh great, they were all going to learn to hump each other at this rate, considering they had fathers' approval. Then turning to conversation. "Meat? Honestly, I don't know. Whenever they learn?" she said almost dismissively. Not to be confused with sarcasm, she just didn't know anything. Why did they think she knew anything about kids?? Was it because she was a woman?? Sexist. Cin took the liberty to sigh and drop herself down moment after Drak did, and if he barely shifted over she casually would put her head across his shoulders and look off in that direction, perhaps if only she didn't have to look at Vadimir and his toy. Even if he was the one who had thrown the kids into the river, she didn't know that and thus felt near perfect at ease as she usually did around him, for whatever reason she didn't guess. Of course, resting her head on him if he allowed. Not that she much cared either way. Then the question was raised. "He touched the kids." A perfectly simple answer, considering there probably didn't even need to be one. Eyes did drift in the general direction of the other pair, though she likely couldn't quite see them out of the corners of her eyes. Nope too lazy to move, threat eliminated so she didn't need to keep up burning so much energy in being angry momma. "I'm not sure what happened before I came along though.." Here Drak could fill in.
Zodiak relaxed slightly when the onslaught ceased. Chest heaved as he panted heavily, a light raspy gurgle bubbling in and out of his throat with every breath taken. He dared not move as the brothers were still in the vicinity so eyes strained to see where they were. He saw a glimpse of drak as he motioned to vad and seemed to leave. Zodi sighed heavily and closed his eyes, only to hear Drak's words. Forelimb was outstretched to grasp at the dirt in an attempt to lift himself, the movement causing more fluid to build in his throat forcing him to hack and cough once more before flopping head back in the dirt. He felt like he was dying, it seemed only moments ago he was in a full fury, ready to finally win one, and here he was again- in the dirt covered in his own fluids. Zodi growled as he felt teeth against his neck again. Eyes caught the image of vad being the culprit this time. Great time for round two, zodi was sure he'd die this time. He grasped at the dirt as he was moved onto his belly and prepared for the assault to his back he assumed. He felt paws hook around his hips and zodi let out a gurgled snarl and struggled to pull himself free, which obviously failed as the boy couldn't even sit his ass up. Bit by bit he felt himself pulled closer into vads embrace and when the moment finally happened the pup cried out, front end flailing and trying to pull away. None of his pain was equal to this. He'd struggle to reel his head around, weak snaps given in the males direction before it all ended and zodi was beyond broken. Wobbly legs struggled to stand to keep himself with vad, who unfortunately still had him. When it was over for good, he'd collapse, panting heavily in a limp pile in the dirt for several moments before forcing himself up again and slowly limping back toward the den.
Yusef humped his brother as his little jaws tilted up to lick and nip at his chin. He huffed lightly, tilting his own little head down to bury his face into Derm's neck fat as he mimicked his father, hooking his little paws around his siblings' waist and trying to do the same. Of course, this was waaaaaayy more tiring that they made it look, and so soon, he had to stop and yawn, wide. Little bleary eyes blinked as Zod limped, pathetic and broken, back into the den. ...He lost the fight. He would be very, very certain to not be that one. Wobbly little legs would carry him towards the brothers and mama, and he would waste little time in trying to mimic the harsh bark of laughter as well. Okay, the tiny squeaks were far more adorable than they were intimidating...but still, it was the thought that counted. He watched Zodi, before following him in and away, and waiting for him to collapse again...at which point he crawled ontop of his torn and bloodied face, and proceeded to hump his face. Yusef was sooo grateful for being tended to, obviously. Couldn't you tell? He growled and tried to reach his ear to chew on while he humped. He couldn't reach, so he settled for biting at him. YOU'RE A LOOSER, BROWN GUY. And I'M a winnerwinner chicken dinner!
Drakov: Gaze fluttered about, clearly unphased by the acts going on behind them. Glad brother was enjoying himself at long last! Tail thumped behind him again, though Cin's more heavy touched caused him to tense. More so out of instictive reaction that anything. Fur bristled and lip curled for all but two seconds, before he mellowed. Realization sinking in. Head craned to the side so that gaze could settle on the woman from the corner of his eyes, taking in her response with a smirk. Definately an easy response. Sounded good to him. Why poke further? "Nida, und Zod tried to intervene in mine... Lessons with zey children. So zey vere punished." Easy enough response as well, yes? Maw parted wide, tongue lulling out before snapping closed. Mm. He was actually exhausted? When was the last time that'd happend. For the longest all he knew was hunger and exhaustion. Feeling fully charged on a regular basis was wierd as fuck. Even more so, the sensation of BEIING exhausted feeling wierd, was even more awkward! Being exhausted wasn't meant to feel wierd!? Bah.. Head settled down on crossed paws for a momment, content to sleep right there.. Just .. Zzz.. But no, no. Settling at a river wasn't the wisest choice for sleeping. With a groan to himself, he shuffled in place. Coaxing Cin off so that he could stand. Eyes settled on the passed out forms on the floor, before he snagged one up ready to haul it home. Once there, he'd drop the lard inside the den and flop just outside of it lazily. HNNGG Sleep now yes?!
Vadimir sighed contently when the deed was done, dropping into the grass to roll about and spread his scent everywhere. Aaahh yes, he felt ten pounds lighter. Like all the frustrations had just melted away in a tide of ecstacy. Surely Zod felt the same way, right? After all, how couldn't he. All of Vad's encounters (save for Cin) had been met with mutual pleasure... unless they were one of his victims he planned to devour after the fun had ended. But he didn't count those! He'd turn to look at the youngster, curling into himself so that he might lick and groom the areas Drak had devastated. Honestly, Vad found him more attracted to the guy now that he wasn't such a pretty boy. When Zodiak rose and limped home, Vad would try to nudge him slightly on his way out. See? No ill will, no lingering resentment. Why, he was actually growing rather fond of the fellow. As long as he learned to actually make his bite as bad as his bark. Perhaps with this development, it'd be possible! Vadimir grinned when he beheld a tired brother. Awww, did Drakky need his Cinn blanky? Why yes, yes he did. Muted chuckle would leave lips before he rose to grab the last baby still present at the shore, lifting her aloft by the back and moving toward Cinn to rub the baby in her face. Why? Absolutely no fucking reason beyond that he just could. And maybe because in his own way, he was admitting that MAYBE it had been a good thing after all that she'd persuaded the brothers not to eat the children. That didn't hold for the future, as if the little shits decided to put one paw too far out of line... well. One only need to look at Zod and Yusef to see. Idle threats weren't a thing that happened in this bizarre family. Vad would then motion toward Nida, like 'yeah wtf to do about her'. Surely Cinn would know, wouldn't she? She was Nida's pal after all. Returning home was a pleasant, relaxing event. After dropping the little bundle within the den, he'd wander back out to locate his brother, whom he'd of course snuggle against and use as a pillow as the night settled in for a peaceful, relaxing afterglow. They all needed it, considering how positively bonkers the day's events had been. And it only promised to get even worse from here on out. YAY FAMILY OUTINGS!
Cinnema was fine with the answer she was given by Drak, yup seemed legit. I mean, he didn't give any detail, so how could she realize her mistakes? Hm. Tail thumped twice on ground at his smirk, then content to sit there till she was near politely asked to move. Strange how chill they were after all the fighting. She'd bristle slightly as he picked up a child, but forced herself to relax after a second-only for other kid to be swung in front of her nose. Again tensing, but, after a longer moment she'd shake her head slightly. Oh hell, whatever. Maybe Zodi she could keep away from the pups but not these two. SADLY. @not glance noticed about Nida because anyway what is Cin going to do?? Instead she'd follow them back home.. Note Yusef going at Zodiak's face.. And walk over with a slight growl and pluck the kid right off his face. Hopefully he didn't dare snap at the pup. With a swish of her tail she'd go and settle all 6 kids down for the night and give Yusef a bath before bedtime because ew child covered in everyone's fluids. Clean baby then could sleep and she could frikken rest. And SO HELP HER if Yusef tried humping her he was getting thrown out with the boys.
Zodiak whinned lightly and bore fangs as he was licked; reflex and pain combined. He was left a little confused to be honest--violated and given affections at the same time. What the hell? Heading back he'd feel the nudge and turn to look back, tilting his head in complete, utter confusion. Did he miss something? Was there a point between then and now that--ugh nevermind. Slowly but surely he made his way back to the den, finding himself an nice plot of dirt he'd collapse once again with a heavy sigh. He would have begun to relax if it weren't for the little shit that seemed to have followed him and was proceeding to hump his face. No man, today is seriously not the day. Lips peeled back and he'd snarl at the pup before hoisting himself back up into a standing position, stepping away from the little mimick and moving to a softer bed in the grass. He'd plop down once again with a heavy sigh that ended in a gurgling hack before laying head down to rest.
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Post by Drakov on May 4, 2015 3:02:51 GMT
(09:41:35) Drakov: Oh what a turn of events. He was almost, ALMOST regretful of his own actions. Had that happend before?! I certainly can't recall a situation! And even if there was, the likely hood of him remembering such a circumstance was slim! But no. Knocking up Cin, getting his kicks in .. Was it worth these little fucks? Typically the idea didn't matter, what with expecting there immediate death. Hohum, Cin why you gotta get in mai head. Pale behemoth groaned in his tucked away little nook amongst the rocks and shrubbery. Hiding away from the morning sun, and.. little shits if they so chose to show themselves throughout the night. One thing was for sure, he'd been liking it a lot more when they were secluded to the den and solely Cin's company. All he could do was hope it'd turn out worth it in the long run. Hope Cin was correct, and that the heathens could be morfed into beings of suitable means. Course.. In doing so he had to stop avoiding them like the plague. Honestly that would turn out[c]
(09:44:16) Drakov: to be the most difficult part of things. Getting over it, and 'trying'. UGH. Just think about it as your own personal gain. Yes.. That was how to go about it. This wasn't for THEM. This was for you Drak. Shape them, teach them, train them. All for your own means, not theres. Ok. He had this.. He could do it! GRUMBLE. Morning sun finally did him in, and the bastard crept from his shadowy corner with a stretch. Front end sliding down and rear end perking high as maw parted to yawn. Ughh Much better. First course of action.. Food. Remains of mangled carcass was saught out, a little breakfast consumed before excercise of his own could begin.[e]
(09:51:32) Katka: The world was changing for Katka. Just a few days ago, her existence had been solely about warmth, darkness, milk, and sleep. But now it was a whole lot more than that. Her first time out of the den had been an eventful one to be sure. Fun, at first! Until it took a turn for the horrifying. Katka was still trying to reconcile all of these emotions she wasn't old enough to make sense of, and she wasn't doing a terribly good job. Fortunately, youth had the emotional memory of a butterfly, and oftentimes it was easy to just forget that the thing had even happened, as long as her earless and tailless brother wasn't in immediate view. That morning, Katka was the first of her sibblings up, squirming over for a quick breakfast before warming up her sleepridden body by making the climb up into open air. [c]
(09:57:22) Katka: It was cold, and she shivered when the morning breeze hit her thin puppy fuzz. With a toothy yawn, she swept the now-familiar clearing with her baby blue eyes. And then she froze where she stood, because standing some ways off was one of the bad wolves, the one that was earless just like her brother was now. He was occupied with eating just then, but she knew that he could spot her at any moment. Was he still dangerous? Should she run back inside? Her mind was conflicted, and her little legs responded by remaining frozen, deaf to any sort of command her brain could have sent them at that moment. Only a quiet, pleading "Maaaa...?" escaped her lips as she watched Earless eat. [f]
(10:03:52) Drakov: Tongue rolled acrossed the ever dwindling carcass. Bones now protruded here and there, a lovely tooth pick for teeth to grind against. Cracking echoed out as if he were breaking his own teeth, though his zoned attention snapped to when sights caught motion at the den's entrance. He paused in place, staring and unmoving. With a lick of chops he craned back to cast a more focused look on the youngin. What was it you'd just told yourself Drak!? Make use of them. Don't think about it as there benefit, think about it as your own. Shape them into what you want. Right.. Stiff little fatty was regarded with a peeling of lips into a most unpleasant smirk, paws shufling to motion the monster close enough to clasp teeth around the pleading chew toy, before it went to flee.[c]
(10:08:03) Drakov: Teeth clasped around it's rear end not so comfortably, allowing her to dangle like a mangled carcass from his jaws. Let's see let'se see. Sights sifted about the courtyard, before settling on something off in the distance... The waterfall. Where he oh so enjoyed to excercise. Today he'd test the little shits limits. Poor choice in choosing to be the first one awake, HOHUM. With a shake, and a readjustment of teeth more securely into the plump dangling thing, he'd shuffle off to destination.[e]
(10:14:11) Vadimir had passed out after consuming all his rage and unleashing it onto a poor innocent babe who'd only wanted to play with daddy. Whoopsies, lovely bonding experience there. When he awoke it was to the sound of cracking bone, slicing of overly ripe flesh, and of putrid squeaks that belonged to a pup. At first Vad was want to ignore the distraction and continue dozing, but then he put two and two together and he shot up, drowsiness forgotten. Was Drakov eating the babies and not saving any for him?! Oohh he'd give his bro such a wallop. Though, as he whirled around, he saw that Drak was holding one of the drivel sacks of flesh in his jaws. No, he wasn't eating them. Perhaps duling out some parental punishment, as he'd done to his own son last night? Hmm. This got gears a-turning, and soon black lips peeled back in a sinister, twisted smile. Oh boy, time to have fun just like in the old days! [c]
(10:17:24) Vadimir bounded forward, ironically, like a joyful puppy himself. Jaws aimed for the tiny girl's shoulderblades as he intended to grasp a firm hold so that she'd be in no EXACT imminant danger. Grabbing her head or neck would definitely result in her getting ripped apart. This way there was a better chance she'd live! Albeit in agonizing pain, but. Look what a kind, considerate father he was being! Pfft.... Should he manage to grab hold Vadimir would shake the girls upper body, hoping to disengage her bum from Drakov's mouth. Should he succeed Vad would treat Kat much like any chew toy, shaking her about and wiggling her playfully in front of his brother, hoping to entice him to make a go for her so they could play some tug-o-war! (f)
(10:24:03) Katka: As it turned out, Katka wasn't going to have much of a choice in the question of whether or not to flee. The bad wolf made it for her. As she sat, still as a statue, she saw Earless turn to look at her. And then he began to run. She really only had time to squeak out a sound of alarm before she was snatched up, butt-first. The sudden jolt, and the sensation of teeth pressing into her pelt, tore a much shriller squeal from her throat. It HURT! Her wriggling was highly ineffective, and only served to aggravate the burning sensation of her skin being tugged. From her upside-down vantage point, the terrified pup could make little sense of what was going on, and didn't even notice the second bad wolf's approach until a matching pair of teeth found purchase near her shoulders. Eyes wide in a frantic sort of fear, the entrapped little girl scrabbled at the air with her paws. [c]
(10:29:33) Katka: Then the world began to shake through the grip holding her at her shoulders. With her head being tossed every which way, and the pain tearing at her back, she didn't notice that the hold at her bum was gone until the shaking multiplied as a result. Her brain throbbed at being knocked about such, and she squeezed her eyes closed as her stomach riled up within her. HELP! Anybody! She'd learned her lesson, the outside was a bad place to be, especially alone. She just really wanted this to stop, she felt like her body was coming apart at the seams, and it seemed like her heart was going to explode, with how fast it was going. Mamaaaaa! [f]
(10:43:29) Drakov: Vadimir's presence went unnoticed up until he came springing forth. Ear nubs twitched, head swiveling in reaction but before he knew it the little blob in his grasp was nabbed onto. Lip curled, a growl ushering out and he almost.. ALMOST Yanked away! SHEESH. But brain registered the idea just in time, and body was released. "BRAT!" Voice came out harsh and demanding at first, but it was mostly immediate reaction to having something taken when his mind was in SRS mode. PFFT. "Cut it out, you fuck." Though words were serious, his demeanor had lightened and forced front teeth to nip harshly at brothers hind quarters. Jaws agape, he'd clack them against Vad's skull and muzzle a bit. Oh the idea of playing with the little shits sounded like fun, but he'd gotten an idea in his head and it had to be done![c]
(10:45:55) Drakov: "Ve can play'later, da? Right now she iz going for zey swim!" Oh to excited was his tone at the end of his words. Going for a swimmm, yesss, because something so small can totally swim! Not yet, but. She would much sooner than most! Mouthing jaws would stop there act in favor of clasping around the fat form he was flinging about. Drop it Vad![e]
(10:56:04) Vadimir was having himself a damn good time! The pups squeals of dismay were absolutely hilarious, and just made Vad want to shake her ever more vigorously! SQUEAL LIKE A PIGGY FOR DADDY. But then Drak's sharp vocals caused younger brother to flinch, head lowering and shoulders bunching out of instinctual reaction. Then he'd lift his skull to stare incredulously at his sibling, like why did the fun stop whut happened. When he was told to cut it out, butt fell to the floor and earlier cheer morphed into sour-tempered pout, ears pinning to skull while he sat their like a gargoyle with the toy still held firmly in his jaws. A growling whine would leave his chops, muffled by the mound of puppy. His half pleading, half grumpy expression said it all; I DUN WANNAAAAAA. Vocalizations would only increase when Drakov went through the motions of getting Vadimir to release the child. GUH NO STAHP. Vad went to squirming and wiggling, groaning in obvious displeasure. Whyyyy did he always have to do [c]
(11:02:31) Vadimir what everyone else wanted? What about what he wanteeeed. Eyes would screw shut, before finally he'd try to spike the child onto the ground in defeat. "Fine." He mumbled, nubby tail slapping the ground in fine bad temper. He never got to have any funnnn! Dramatically Vad would fall to the ground, seeming, for the moment. Dead to the world. Until talk of drowning *COUGH* making the little heathen learn to swim was heard. Then he was up and dashing to the river like WOOP WOOP LET'S HAVE SOME SOGGY CHIPS BBY. (f)
(11:11:38) Katka: Everything was a blurr of motion and bruising jostling for what felt like forever to the pup, but was more like a few seconds in reality. At length, it stopped, and Katka was left to dangle as the brotherly disagreement played out. She curled into herself as best she could against gravity, tail tucking flush against her belly as she hung miserably, still vocalizing the occasional whimper as she shivered in Vad's jaws. All but deaf to the words that were being spoken, she only really roused when she was thrown to the ground, landing with a muted thump. Sweet release! Oh...but everything was hurting so badly. And she also kind of wanted to puke. Swallowing it down for now, she peeked upwards from the fetal position she'd landed in, watching as the one stranger ran off in some fit of excitement. With any luck, she could slip away without being noticed. (c)
(11:14:18) Katka: But as much as she wanted to run away as quickly as puppy paws could manage, she wanted even more to obey her aching body and just lie right there, trembling, and hope that everyone would just leave her alone for a bit. Yeah, that sounded even better. And that's exactly what she did, content with staying curled in her bruised little body and hoping for the best. Which was exactly what WASN'T going to happen, but whatever! (f)
(11:46:51) Dermo: Upon ears' detection of dearest siblings painful cries, the fattest of six siblings was almost immediately summoned towards the den entrance as he had been the day prior. Gaze scanned the scene for whom was recieving punishment for what, attention almost instantly locking onto the recently dropped form of his more colorful sister. Hmmf. Little did Dermo care for the other boys of his brood, oh.. but the girls, he felt that they required pampering and protection from his boisterous self. So long as they showed him similar feelings in return. And so, with the brat's fleecy backside fluffed and sporting an irritated sense, he stampered forwards into the clearing with the obvious intention to reach Katka's tattered and bruised proportion. If able, tongue would escape the moist confines of tyke's mouth, still layered in thick lines of vomit as belly seemed to always over fill. And a lick would be administered to the region that leaked troubled whines. Attention was not --
(11:47:38) Dermo:. -- extended to the adults thus far, feeling they had no importance as of yet. Little hellion just hadn't been personally shown any different.
(11:51:37) Hadlee. The woman had been gone for far too long. Though she wanted to get to know her sister more, it was a hard thing to do with the brothers there. While anxiety and fear sat on her mind, she knew that this was something that she couldn@t ignore forever. She couldn@t just leave without word. No. Hadlee had to go home to the clutches of the men that had forced her to mutilate her. While her steps were rather were rather slow, she knew that they would eventually lead back to the den where she knew that she needed to be at. Her stub of a tail remained still as she finally appeared where she was. When her dulled eyes found the sight of all those around, she almost fell into shock. Little children ran around the clearing and at once, Hadlee felt a fear for the little bundles. Who else could they have belonged to? The brothers. At least one of them claimed this lot and she knew it. Never the less, Hadlee took her steps so that she was a couple yards away from the group.<c>
(11:51:43) Hadlee. While she wasn@t tense, she wasn@t comfortable. There was a look in her eyes that showed the fear from the brother@s. Respect and loyalty is what they wanted and this was what Hadlee fled from. It was time to give them what they asked for and what she would have to pay for. A nod was given to each brother before her eyes fell onto the children before her. There were no words. There were none needed until she was given a reason. <d>
(12:00:27) Zodiak: sighed, looking down at the pup who he stayed by all night. He'd moved out of the sight of the child's abbusive parents, however, the day was new and he had to move back into sight. Reluctantly zodi rose and gently picked the pup up by his body. Man-instincts didn't call for scruffing. He slowly carried it back to the den entrance, intentions on leaving him in sight for his mother and being out of sight when she returns. God knows she'd try to blame this on him. As he turned the corner around the rather large rock that marked the den site, he paused in his step. Eyes observing the scene where drak sat next to two of the other pups, one of which seemed to be in pain. Ear pressed back and he lowered his gaze. God damnit. Slowly he moved toward the den entrance, eyes shifting over to hadlee. That was Cinns sister right? He tried to make eye contact with her, hoping she would see the pup that needed some kind of watch from the brothers, having been unconsious since yesterday. [c]
(12:00:36) Zodiak: He moved closer to the darkened opening and gently layed the pup on the ground. He knew better than to try and go in. Eyes shifted back to drak and a glare was given. You know why. He'd then give the other pups a side glance and turn to move out to the open 'courtyard' where he'd plop down in the dirt.[d]
(12:01:12) Drakov: OH POOR VAD! Bout the only one in existance to earn such a heartfelt response. GUILT. Im sorry brother I love you. Blob was dismissed for a momment, the sulking mass of white fluff focused on and given a growlful yup. Teeth nipping in a preening fashion at his face, as nub tail wiggled frantically. Shhh it's ok brudder. Tongue flicked across the males features, before plump toy was given his attention. Not that that was a good thing obviously.. KEKE. With a mild prance, enduced by Vad's attitude. Though.. The sudden arrival of another child had him pausing mid-motion to stare puzzled at the fat thing. Brow furroed, lip curling at the sight of it licking the other. Only the idea of him and Vad's relationship kept him from acting to harshly. Instead.. Nose swung into the plump thing, barreling it over. "It zeems you 'ave a water toy of'your own Vad." Gaze would linger over to brother, before jaws returned to scooping up the female of the two.[c]
(12:04:28) Drakov: So many faces to arrive so suddenly. Hadlee and Zod's presence were noted, but clearly his actions weren't deemed something peculiar or hasty worthy, considering he regarded Had with a returned nod and went about his business willy nilly! TRALALA! With a bounce he plunged towards the river bed, and toppled right in. Chest hit the surface and forced water to spray about. He only got in a paddle or two before his little water toy was released. Hind limbs kept him above the earths surface, while front paddled mildly. Enough to steady his balance, and keep him within range of the likely sinking child. POOR THINGS OI! When she'd finally gone under, he'd leave her for a second or two then bob his head in like a duck searching for fish and return her to the surface. Vad of course, was given a look. NO KILLING THEM. But apart from that he was freak to have fun with the things. [e]
(12:19:08) Katka: While Katka was lying there, she was approaching by none other than...he who was probably her strangest brother. Big and fat and vomity. Right then, though, she would have accepted comfort from ANYONE. With yet another high-pitched whimper, she nuzzled his shoulder, not much minding the gross smell he was getting on her fur with his licks. That "tender" little moment didn't last long, as Katka was soon snatched up again by the remaining male. And then they were moving? Katka had never been more than a few feet from the den, so this fact was terrifying all on its own. The matter of who was taking her only compounded things. She gave some cursory struggles, but already knew enough to understand that there was no escaping whatever was about to happen. It wasn't long before the river came into view, large and blue and mysterious to the pup. (c)
(12:26:35) Katka: Before she could even begin to puzzle out what exactly it was, her captor was already diving straight in, splashing icy water onto her as he waded. She peeped her fright, and in doing so, unfortunately wasted air that was about to become very precious. The jaws holding her above the water's surface released her, and she plummeted downwards into freezing liquid that threatened to engulf. Her momentum carried her under the surface instantly, and though she managed to bob back up, her little legs did very little in keeping her afloat for long. A sharp sound left her as, unavoidably, she dipped below again. On instinct, she tried to gulp a breath, and found water instead. If the shaking before had hurt, the chest-burning of not having air was far and beyond that. She writhed in her moment of near-drowning, and this time when jaws came to grip her and [c]
(12:27:31) Katka: catch her back up, she was relieved beyond expressing. Even as she hacked ineffectually, trying to get the aspirated water out of her cold-compressed lungs. [f]
(12:44:38) Dermo:. Comfort was willingly extended to his seemingly beloved sibling whom laid upon the ground, even if his licks were only meant to clense her fur and/or taste the crimson liquid that oozed from her battered features. Which tasted.. rather delectable, in all honesty. Perhaps he'd have to taste his other four siblings aswell. This new-found information was cast deep into permanent memory files however as said sibling was quickly whisked away for an untold of journey, and not long behind herself, Dermo was awarded the first-time experience of his own scruff being claimed. Speckled limbs curled instinctively into the young man's body to the best of their ability, his gaze able to venture 'cross the vast and lusciou slandscape wildly and with a heightening sense of curiousity, unlike the abused Katka. It became an instant wander though when Dermo was cast aside the river's edge instead of into its' lethal depths as was she, Vadimir running off to take a piss or who knows what. (c)
(12:48:05) Dermo:. -- Nostrils flinched in response to the tyke's confusion before fat proportions were rolled back onto all fours, a bit of pitter-patter produced upon his unbalanced stride closer towards the bank. Attention was kept on darling sister as she played a seemingly painful game with the earless brute, Dermo's tail made to wag in a fierce display of jealousy as vocals in turn began to whine and spit forth some obviously distressed tunes. WOW WAIT. Play?! I'm not included? Little did he know their game was one of pure suffering and torture. Under developed brain just couldn't seem to unpuzzle that normally obvious fact.
(12:50:35) Hadlee followed after the brothers despite their dismissive attitude torward her. The fear of what they would do to the cchildren brought her forward. They were still oung. They were still growing. What more could the girl do but watch of them as protectivly as she could. Hadlee wasn't looking for death herself. There was something that she had learned in her short time with the two brothers. Do not stop what they were doing. They made the decisions and there would be no chancing their mind once they set their mind to something. Today was no exception to this. As the children were dunked into the water and allowed to sink, a whine escaped her lips. Her body tensed at once as she fought back the urge to go and safe the children from their watery grave. There would be no forcing the children into the safety of the river's edge. No. They were up for the mercy of Drakov and Vadimir. <c>
(12:50:41) Hadlee. . The girl lucked out when one was left by the river's edge. While the boy was a few yards away, the girl kept him in her vision even if it was just in the sides. The other had to be brought to safety as well. It would take a lot more than just asking the men. Hadlee's dulled eyes turned back to the den in hopes that someone would come to the aid of the child before she would force herself to a certain death by going after them.<d>
(12:54:49) Zodiak: was trying to rest, trying to relax but it seemed since the pups were born the two brothers had lost their damn minds. Gaze followed the gray-toned brute as he snatched up one of the pups and trotted off toward the river. shit. No zodi no, They're not your kids thats not your problem. Their mother should be dealing with those two... Yeah thats how they got into this mess in the first place. SIGH. Zodi sat up and stretched his head toward the sky, muscles seizing up as he loosened muscles before standing and shaking. He stood there for a moment, breath exhaled through his nose as he gazed in the direction of the river, wondering what exactly the crazies were up to. Pup in mouth, drak jumped in. Hackles rose and zodi growled, gaze shifting to hadlee as if questioning silently if she was gonna do anything about it. Prob not considering her missing tale. He was the man not her, if anyone was to do something it should be him. Not...that it was really his business. Not his kids. [c]
(12:55:04) Zodiak: Battling himself he shook his head and slowly walked towards the water. The biggest obsticle he was facing right now was BOTH the nuts were over there, it wasn't just drak this time and zodi had no idea just how crazy his brother vad was. On top of it all, Where the hell was nida? Poor boy was missing her somethin fierce. His walk to the river wasn't completely obvious, he kept close to the brush, still not entirely sure what he was going to do. Sometimes he wondered who the hell he thought he was. He hadn't been a part of the pack for very long and now he was trying to protect pups from their deranged fathers? It was more so challanging them--not for rank, but for respect. It seemed the only one that really seemed to give him any sort of kindness was Nida. He didnt expect kindness from drak or vad but he was getting sick of tip-toeing around them like some scared whelp. [c]
(12:55:22) Zodiak: He needed to grow, and if that involved daily ass kickings until he would finally be able to get one over on them, so be it. He was still young and had a little bulking to do, not to mention his mild case of depression that caused him to lose a little weight. Dumbass. He paused and sat amongst the brush to observe the events taking place at the river; the one pup with drak in the water and seemingly sinking and the other at the bank wanting to join it. Gaze shifted to the side as a whine was heard, the lighter girl was there as well and looked as if she wanted to try and stop them. Zodi would hate to see her beat up or taken advantage of. He roused from his spot and moved toward her. He'd give her a light warning nip to the shoulder, nothing serious just to get her attention, "Don't..." he'd say quietly before taking a step forward and casting a sidways glance her way.[d]
(13:00:41) Nida dragged her sopping feet the whole way over toward the group. The kerfuffle was far too prominent to ignore, and baiting curiosity was the only to blame at this point. Her head rears, up high, staring beneath thinking-knit mode of brows wondering a flurry of things as she stood with unassuming posturing. She paid no mind to the dripping of excess water to sodden fur. The peculiar angles of her muzzle was wiped clean with a casual expel of her tongue, pulled straight back into its housing. Her sensory input took all there was to be had of the unfolding scene: four adults, two laid out a pathway to bedlam and the remaining doing what they could to rectify the wrong without harm inflicted, while the pups were mangled in every thought possible like some variety of sport. One of said adults wrangled her focus, as she never had the pleasure of olfactory senses getting acquainted with her. So she moves in toward the she-wolf using clunky paws pulling her away from the cover with (c)
(13:01:09) Nida (c) cat-like steps, and only stopping shy a foot. Her nose strained her scent while a circumspect glimpse was given toward Drak and Vad handling the children, supposedly Cinn's by the odor picked up with a thoughtful sniff. (d)
(13:03:35) Drakov: Oh how awful. How pleasantly awful. Harhar. He lacked understanding in terms of just how messed up all of this was. To him.. To them.. It was far more a service of kindness! They'd not been killed on the spot, torn apart and eaten. Dead or alive. No. Instead, the horrible fathers showed kindness, and allowed the children the opportunity to prove themselves. To grow, to fight. Drowning wasn't neccessarily something he was forced to endure as a pup but.. Damn close enough! If the brothers could handle such a feet without the luxury of.. Trying NOT to kill them, compared to the boys who quit literally had to be the only survives in order to live. Well, then these pups should be just fine, right? Right! Or so was Drak's mindset. This was nothing. The first couple weeks would be a living hell, like going through boot camp.[c]
(13:09:15) Drakov: Torn apart, destroyed, and reshaped. Forced to grow and adapt far beyond ones normal rate for the sole sake of surviving. That was the world Drakov and Vadimir lived in. And if these little shits were going to be allowed to stay, that was the world they would endure as well. Water toy was held up for but a minute, a momment to catch her breath and for the pale beast to shuffle to the shore line before she was dropped in again. As close to the edge as possible but still deep enough that even with those tiny paws touched the ground it was still JUST to deep to reach air. She was a couple feet from sanctuary, dry land. Air. Life. And he intended to leave her to find her own way out if she could. MOVING ON TO DERMO. Sights aimed to seek out the boy, and in doing so would finally take note of all those around gauking and staring as if the world had fallen into chaos. Head tilted a tad, a puzzled look plagueing his features. "Nida. Hadlee. 'Avn't seen eisser of you two for a time." [c]
(13:12:24) Drakov: Casual as ever. He'd smirk creepily at the gang of adults, before veering back to little Dermo. Head would crane to the side a bit, staring. Examining the boy, before teeth lashed out grabbed ahold of the fat boy. Swinging him up and out into the water as if he were a bobble toy.[e]
(13:26:31) Katka: It was agonizing, trying to get the water out of her lungs. Katka's inhales came as rasping gasps, and try as she might, it was hard to expell liquid when she was being dangled upright. Gravity was working against her here. And as bad luck would have it, her respite wasn't to be an exceptionally long one. Well before she'd fully recovered from nearly drowning the first time, she was surprised out of her wits when she felt the now-comforting grip release for a second time. Back into the water, back into the cold and the suffocating place she never EVER wanted to be in again. Heck, she'd take being shaken around again ahead of this, any day. The choice, alas, was not hers, and she was left to sink again. As water once again rushed into her nose and mouth, she noted dully that her paws were brushing against something hard at the bottom of the river. A surface. (c)
(13:30:38) Katka: While her body burned for lack of oxygen, she used her legs (stiff from the chill) to push against this newfound surface. Almost immediately, her head broke through into air. She gagged on it, pulling in a thin, crackling breath. It was a most minor of victories, but it staved off drowning for a moment. Her blurred vision cleared, and she saw solid ground resting just out of reach, so tantalizingly close! She angled herself towards it, and flailed her paws. Still not enough. She vanished undeneath the water once more. (f)
(13:39:17) Dermo:. Attention maintained its focus point all the while, multi-toned gaze stuck upon his sister's flailing protortions only to seek them wildly each time they were engulfed again by the river's unforgiving surface. It was like a game of whack-a-mole, but with the eyes only. Pleasure found in his attempts to guess where Katka would surface each time she made a re-appearence. This was not at all a sense of cruel nature from the bi-colored whelp, but only a simple misunderstanding. Too which he would be awarded some knowledge about.. in the coming seconds where the large, white monster began to advance in the boy's direction. Dermo's facial became lit with a satisfied expression on the immediate, jaws agape and snapping anxiously about the air afront them, his fleecy tail still whipping up a violent storm aloft plump hindquarters. And when grabbed, and ..tossed? A high-pitched SQUEAL was spit unhesitantly from between now flapping about lips. I BELIEVE I CAN FLYYYYY. It only --(c)
(13:42:48) Dermo:. took a matter of seconds to realise that the act of flight was not at all enjoyable, and limbs began to flail awkwardly as if attempting to right himself. But to no avail. With backside hitting the river's surface first, liquid was forced to rush either direction and form little waves, fat body sinking immediately. And it was then that Katka and Monster's game was found to be.. not at all pleasant either. Lungs burned with the initial inhale of water, nose poking up only once with the help of desperatly paddling limbs before weight became Dermo's ultimate downfall. Down.. down.. down he went.
(13:46:08) Hadlee watched in disbelief as the man continued to allow the children to fall under the water's cool surface. One was left while another was thrown into the water. Fear graced ehr eyes and whines continued as Drakov looked back to her. Still, she knew better. In truth, she had almost reached her breaking point as the young man took to her side. HIs words... his warning caused her eyes to flash to him in a harsh way. "You are going to get them die?" Her voice snapped against her lips in a harsh whisper. "Then it will be on your hands and not mine." With the last of her words, the woman turned away from the river. She could not watch the children die, but she also could not save them. Rather than torture herself, she was going to hide in hopes that the sounds of the desperate breaths for air would leave her.
(14:07:35) Zodiak Watched anxiously as the pup drew closer and closer to the waters edge. He wasn't sure exactly how to handle the situation, and where was vad. Zodi's luck the bastard would slip from wherever he was and ambush him if he tried to salvage the pup. Harsh whisper was received from had and zodi snarled, looking to her before another sight was caught in the corner of his eye. He perked up, gaze focusing on Nida. Where the hell did she come from? Half glance was casted to the river before he moved to her, nosing into her neck fur. "Hey how---" sniff sniff, she smelt different. Zodi pulled back and looked at her, head tilted before returning to investigate, shoulder brushing against hers as his nose trailed down towards tail end. If wolves could get high, he would be right now. He remained in his position for a moment before muzzle twisted 'round over his shoulder to rest on her back. Odd signals fired off in the boys loins and he stepped back, looking at her quite puzzled. [c]
(14:07:52) Zodiak: What the hell was wrong with him. A sudden splash caught his attention and he looked toward the river. Damnit the other pup was in the water. Zodi started off toward the water, stopping after a few steps to look back at nida, cross between helping the pup and god knows what with her. Nose wrinkled to reveal teeth and he reeled off toward the river, slowing not far from the bank with fangs bared as a hateful glare was sent in draks direction.[d]
(14:18:22) Nida began to question how this 'pack' of wolves was cohesive, if not a tad bit wobbly in its stability. She watched with neutrality and a touch of dry disappointment absorbing into her facial features, pointedly aimed in the direction of Drakov's constantly dubious acts; plunking a child that knows no better than one of its fatherly figures was atrocious, unorthodox, and cruel and unusual punishment. Marshmellow's words fell on deaf ears. Then another fell victim to Drak's clutches. Where was Cinn? This registered in her mind belatedly as the nigh stark white wolf spoke up and gave her words, in reproach, before parting. Nida's body tense and her teeth bared, snarling soundlessly, at the proximity Zod held himself -- she was noticed. The woman remained this way until he became distracted with other affairs, like the drowning kids. Oh .. With her tail tucked, and picking momentum in her steps, later turned to a loping stride, she sprang into the water after the sinking fatty. (c)
(14:22:36) Nida's head submerge into the river's babble so as to gingerly wrap her teeth around the child's leg, tail, scruff -- anything really, and heave from the water's (for a child) depth. Hopefully, while executing this thought into action, Zod kept his eyes peeled on Drak should he decide to divert his attention elsewhere. Arriving ashore, saturated, Nida placed the terribly young child on the ground. Next, she'd turn, facing Drak and the child close by him. Snort. (d)
(14:28:37) Bable stumbled out of the den to the sound of splashing. Gaze wandered over to the place in the water where the splash occured, and then to the woman who jumped in after it. Were they all playing in the big puddle without her? Pouting like the weird kid who didn't get and invitation to the sleepover, Bab's let out a displeased puppy whine and charged towards the water. By the time her little puppy feet could carry her there, however, the woman -and her soaking wet bubba- had already made their way out. Skidding to a halt, and hopefully spraying up a little dirt at him, she pouted in her brothers face. Little grumbles and growls were made at him as she attempted to vocalize her intense displeasure at this situation. Why did everyone else get to have all the fun?
(14:30:00) Drakov: Attention veered back to the pathetic little thing on the shoreline. Disregarding all foul looks thrown his way. Though they were dully noted, none more so than Nida. However.. That was simply because of the way she held herself. A side of her he wasn't accustomed to. Likely braught on by her heat, but he hadn't a good wiff yet to notice. All he saw was her posture and that was enough of a huge change for NIDA of all beings for him to take notice. Battered and bruised was looked apon for but a second before a paw stretched down and clawed backwards. Effectively rolling her right onto dry land. As harsh and horrible as all this was, it was only there first time out! He wasn't expecting them to manage such a thing so quickly. They'd be offered a few round to get the hang of things, before he planned to toss them right into the middle of it all and leave them to saving there owns lives! But for now that wasn't the case. Today was about the nothing more than the realization that life [c]
(14:36:39) Drakov: was a brutal bitchy thing, it wasn't all fun games. Atleast.. Not until you were capable enough that such dangers were not a threat any longer. Ear tufts twitched as mid-motion, paws preparing to bound him in after the sinking lad, but instead Zod's growl and the foot steps that followed stopped him in his tracks. Gaze caught sight of Nida's 'rescueing' attempt as he veered attention back towards the young male. Attitude there much? He was puzzled for a momment. Confused as to why the lessons were being interupted, trying to decipher reason behind it. But he found nothing, and it caused frustration to brew within the pale monstrocity. Afterall.. Reasoning or not, who were they to correct, or dismiss his actions? UM! Don't think so! Nida's return to shore was met with a crack of fangs. Swiveling in place and likely spraying up water in the process. Jaws aimed to snap down across her scruff as pup was released. Teeth clasping without a shred of gentle means.[c]
(14:37:32) Drakov: Fangs would sink in to the loose flesh and fur, hooking them in like catching a fish to secure a hold. [e]
(14:43:34) Katka: Her legs were starting to feel more like dead weights than a means of escape. They paddled with growing lethargy as Katka's time underwater stretched into seconds. Her vision was starting to rim with darkness. And had the water always been this cold? Because she was absolutely freezing. She was doing her best to reach air again, she really was! She just wasn't strong enough. It was almost beginning to look like she wasn't EVER going to reach air again. What would happen if she just stayed down here? It didn't seem too welcoming, what with the torture searing itself through every bit of her, but she didn't see any alternatives. Katka was beginning to consider this as a legitimate option when something suddenly slammed into her side, pushing her. Onto land! She felt the river's bottom scrape against her, and then suddenly there was sky. (c)
(14:50:01) Katka: There she was, plopped back on dry ground. For a swift moment she just stayed there, riverwater streaming passively from her nose and mouth. Finally, the instinct to live kicked back in. Hunching, she coughed, choked, vomited, and overall made quite a gross, blubbering display for all to see. It seemed to take minutes, but she eventually managed to get to breathing normally again, even if it still hurt like nothing else. Her abused reperatory tract also made a sound suspiciously similar to one sci-fi antagonist, but hey. She was alive! Besides taking those immediate self-saving actions, Katka was afterwards content to lie there like something genuinely drowned and pretend like everything around her didn't exist. That tactic hasn't worked well last time, but y'know. (f)
(15:11:18) Zodiak was hung up at the bank eyes focused on drak and muscles tensed, prepared for anything. He was amped, a newly found energy surged through him that was strangely apparent after he was reunited with nida. Her arrival always made him feel better but this was new and he liked it. A step forward was taken before something blurred in the corner of his eye and Nida was diving into the water. God damn woman what the hell?! He paced at the shores edge, eyes shifting between her and drak. One pup was removed from the water, he'd sniff at it to make sure it was alive before attention was directed to nida. He was gonna have to save her, that was for certain. Teeth remained bared and he moved closer to where she was to emerge from the water, about the same time as Drak was noticed heading for her. Loud snorting growl was given as he snatched her by the scruff. HELL NAH! She was no pup to throw around like he did his own children. [c]
(15:11:34) Zodiak: Zodi quickly moved toward the brutes vulnerable backside, Throwing himself toward the intersection of shoulderblades. If things went as planned he would latch onto loose fur like some rabid beast and thrash his head side to side, surly causing some sort of puncture or tear to the brute. It was on, here and now, he was ready.[d]
(15:18:22) Nida's tail remained tucked when she felt a spray of water flung from the river and in her direction. Instinctively the woman tensed, and her hackles bristle, and lips curling back over long-yellowed fangs at the incoming fluffy marshmellow. When he came, she lowered her head for him to take the loose, flexible skin on top of her scruff before adjusting with nimble steps. The refinement helped the darkly furred she-wolf to woodenly stand adjacent to Drak so that she was able to purposely sling a foreleg over his neck and hook snug on to the opposing side of his person. Thankfully, Zod took part of the scuffle to get a piece of the action because most likely Nida would have remained in the position and endured the beating until the Drak's fuss was done and over with.
(15:26:16) Bable-- It was then that all hell broke loose. Her siblings started throwing up and passing out- which she wanted no part in. They must have been playing with sickboy or something. Not-ERRS latched on the the swimmer-woman and sickboy went for Not-ERRS. Why, everyone was having a giant play fight weren't they?? Feeling once again uninvited and left out of the madness, Babs made her move. "ERRS!" The puppy squeal came out like a war cry before she jumped up to straddle the length of one of Not-ERRS back legs, milk teeth moving to gnaw on the boniest part she could find. Not like it would hurt or anything, hell, he might not even feel it. Tiny puppy arms wrapped around his leg like a bear hug, all the while trying to duplicate the fearsome noises her adult counterparts were making.
(15:42:40) Cinnema had obviously missed the events that had gone on yesterday, let's say she was off hunting for the first time in what seemed like forever. She'd thought that her children would be fine and well! Well, not really, it was pretty much a given that /something/ was going to happen. You couldn't live with crazy and not expect crap to go down. But she was getting so restless staying inside the den and guarding her children and she couldn't take it anymore. So nice short swim would have been taken before going off to find an unfortunate prey animal to stalk. What a great mommy. Time was spent following from a distance, waiting, stalking, as she seemed to do so well. In the end she'd spent time chasing and trying to separate a cow elk from the herd, only to have to turn tail and run when the big male came to his woman's rescue. WELL. Rude much. Skip to current time and Cinnema was walking up all calm-like to the den from opposite side of the river, inhaling deeply as she walked up. Wait, (c)
(15:48:44) Cinnema- hang on a second. Something's off. Dried blood scattered around, and it seemed some scents were leading away from the densite. Instantly she was fluffed up and there came the angered mother mode as she ducked into the den to check kids. Which she didn't need to do for long because there were missing ones! She licked and nuzzled the safe children briefly, intending to set out and find out what the hell was going on. Except-- Cin paused, sniffing one of them (Yusef). Brutal anger uncurled in her stomach. Someone had better explain to her QUICK why Zodiak's scent was all over her child, and he was missing his ears and tail. If things were really going down at the river all hell was about to be rained upon them in a minute. Pale woman would rage out, muscles charged and tail waving in the air, head up and lips curled as she followed the sounds of battle echoing from the river. In moments she was looking at Nida, Drak, and Zodi, seeming to be in a fight, bright eyes catching (c)
(15:52:50) Cinnema- little Bable throwing herself into the fray as she was walking up. Oh hell. Momentary pause as she noticed the soaked, battered children laying to the side. LAST STRAW. Two abused kids plus one at home that smelled very much of the brown male who was now going at Drakov? With little thought Cin would lunge in and grab Bable by the scruff, tossing her aside toward land-side and not river, and probably none to gently either if only to get her the hell away. A second later she was attempting to grab Zodiak's scruff with merciless jaws and yank him the hell off, if only to readjust her grip and get it closer to his face and throat. Strong line of growls and roars of a horrible nature were ripping their way from her throat after her one child was thrown aside. Forget thinking about who had actually touched her kids, she knew what she saw and she was acting on it. It probably didn't help that she wasn't fond of Zodi either. (e)
(15:58:58) Yusef had spent the majority of the evening in a black haze. But he smelled mommy! The soft snuffling of her breath against his aching body woke him. Slowly, those pale violet eyes blinked open and he came to. And just as slowly, his sore little body rose, trembling, to his feet. He sniffed at the air, and gave a soft whining whimper as Cinnema strode back out. Wthout hesitation, he followed. He limped along, hobbling on stubby legs. He trembled, the air hitting those open wounds and causing him to quiver as pain shot through him. But the real pain had been introduced early in life-- so now? Now he could handle this. He huffed lightly as he followed Cin all teh way to the river, only to see a battle! His sister was thrown over him, landing in a poofy pile behind him, but she was not his concern. This..this hulking mass of battles were! He watched. He was silent, and his stare seemed far too intense for a babe of his age. [c]
(16:03:19) Yusef watched as mama's jaws sank into flesh, as muscles tensed and clenched. Spittle flew, legs shuffled, limbs tangled, snarls tore through the air. And yet...he watched. Why did he watch so intently? Because mountain-beast had told him not to fight unless he could win. He had been unconscious when Zod had tended to him, so he didn't know who he was, or why he smelled like him. Not that it really mattered--he wanted to see who would emerge victorious, and who would lose. Every action, every move was taken note of. His tiny brain was malleable right now, abosrbing everything. He spoke no words yet....but he watched, and he learned. [d]
(16:12:50) Drakov: Teeth clasped oh so easily into target, though body did not hault. Even as Nida aimed to reared, legs played and barrelled him through. Taking advantage of her now lack of balance mixed with his grip forcing her head to twist uncomfortabley to the side. Making it that much easier for chest and shoulders to to bowl her right to the ground, backwards. Zod's assault was expected, yet he paid little to no mind. Infact, the added weight of Zod's attack ontop of Drak's own body weight likely made the slam hellward that much worse for Nida. Bashing her head to the ground. Splayed paws would hold him firm, gutteral growls echoing out of his full mouth in response to pain surging from the leech on his shoulder blades. But did it stop him? No not in the slightest! The momment Nida's head had hit ground, jaws released, taking advantage of the momment of disorientation she'd endure, to relocate and clasp around her throat. Teeth clamped tight, tight tighter. Aiming to suffocate the life out [c]
(16:16:02) Drakov: of her in as quick but drolled out a way as possible. He wanted her gasping for air, choking between his teeth. Cin's arrival and assault on Zod was... well.. Not at all expected to be honest. Eyes widened, attempting to follow the woman as she moved, but instead was left in the dark. Knowing only the sensation of Zod's teeth pulling harder at his flesh from Cin trying to remove him. FUCKING LEECH. Claws curled, digging into the earth before head craned up and slammed back down. Aiming to knock Nida unconcious by bashing her skull into the ground. Something that usually only took one good blow.. But.. He didn't quit have the same stability what with ZOD ON HIS BACK. Once she finally lay limp, whether Zod had released or not, Drak would turn on a dime to assess the situation.[c]
(16:18:31) Drakov: Clearly little Bable had gone unnoticed. Not even so much because of his little teeth, but because there were worse pains blocking out something so small. Which.. Even then.. Was far from the worst he'd ever endured. Given Zod was still latched on, Drak's twist would turn into a roll. Aimming to drop weight onto Zod's head to break him off. If he had let go? He'd be on him worse than white on rice! Oh how humorous it was... That Cin was attacking him, when really it was asshole here who had caused it all. [e]
(16:41:46) Zodiak thrashed; all the anger, all the pain that Drak had ever caused him--the insults, His motherfuckin ear! All of it was the fuel to his assault, That and Nida, the reason he was here. He'd made a promise to her and she was counting on him right here in this moment. Grip would re-adjust itself as teeth slipped from taught flesh. Rippling growl being released as both he and drak toppled over the girl. He'd give one more good shake before teeth were felt on his own scruff and he was being tugged back. Shit vad returned. Zodi was forced to release grip and responded to the other by reeling his head to snap at legs--the legs of which belonged to Cin and not vad. Oh, well ... shit. Zodi snarled and aimed a quick chomp to the point of the girls shoulder. If it landed, hopefully it'd be enough to snap her out of whatever kept her latched to him. He fought for words in his fury to get away from her "I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU!" he snapped, Pulling his frame away from her with all his might.[c]
(16:42:04) Zodiak: If she let go, he'd rush back to drak and freeze for half a second at the sight of him around nida's throat. Damnit! Lips were curled to their highest point and jaw parted to release a cackling growl, he rushed at drak who seemed to have let nida go in that moment. He lunged, aiming to knock the front of his shoulder against the front of draks--head on collision, teeth searching for the vulnerable spot where jaw met neck, the same spot where drak had held him hostage in their first battle.[d]
(16:48:19) Nida's arm latch helped to steady her for a moment longer, as the other three stout ones kept her stable. Unfortunately, Nida did not foresee what direction Zod came from, only sensed, and was easily knocked over as the traction of paws served little in its purpose. And so, she scrambled about carelessly after a nice head collision, drowsily kicking, all the while flopping onto her stomach, to roll clear. But Drak got a hold of the woman's neck, or part of it due to her constant movement, and sent her head home to the ground. More than once. Pain struck like a blow with every exertion made on Drak's behalf -- but still, she kept the frail snarls, eventually mingling with whines, going. The noises reverberating from the woman's throat ended as her eyes, like the rest of her, grew heavy and challenging to manage. All the nonsense in the background was muffled as she fell in a range of half-sleep. < IDK. gotta brb.>
(17:00:25) Bable was enjoying her part in the tussle, nomming and taking in the taste of Not-ERRS leg. It was a wonder she avoided being trampled in the mix of the madness. She was ERRS and she all powerfu- what the fuck no! She was sent flying as mommy swooped into the midst and was left rolling and tumbling off to the side. Landing next to her brother, she took a moment to let her now spinning head recooperate before letting out an ear-splitting whine. Why did mommy get to have all the fun? Babs was winning after all!! Or atleast she thought she was... Her gaze finally turned towards her brother, taking notice of his new... look. She felt a sudden surge of dominance and power as she compared him and her to their fathers, Not-ERRS and ERRS. "NANNERRS" She spat his name as if it were an insult. While her pronunciation sucked shit, she had this whole vocalization thing down. Babs began a slow circle around the form of her deformed sibling, lips curling as she attempted to mock the adult's aggression.(c)
(17:01:07) Bable... She was impressionable, to say the least. She loved the way mocking the adults made her feel like hot shit. (f)
(17:09:51) Yusef was being..circled? His large violet gaze trailed over her. Stupid girl sister. Her little lips curled as she attempted to mock them, but he could play that game too. He could mock. But he was not going to simply sit and snarl. Snarling, it seemed, gave a warning. White-mountain daddy didn't give a warning. Rather than waiting to give her a moment, he simply launched his little body forward, aiming to barrell his larger form into her to bowl her over, sinking those tiny little milk teeth into whatever he could reach, which just so happened to be the side of her skull. He didn't snarl, didn't growl, didn't bare his little teeth. No, he simply sank them into flesh. His aim was actually to sink those tiny teeth into her eye or somewhere near it--he didn't like the way she STARED at him! STOP STARING. [c]
(17:15:15) Yusef's little paws moved to mock what he watched the adults doing, and he dug them into the dirt to pull back and shake his head wildly, trying to worry her flesh. YOU WON'T STARE ANYMORE. He finally made a sound. A gurgling, deep, chesty little snarl as he raised those little paws and tried to slam them into her head. Nida's head was slammed into the ground..he could do it too, right? Sure he wasn't actually strong enough to just yet, but he had the will. He moved his little jaws to try to grip at her ear--she wanted to stare? How would she feel if she matched?! He tried to grasp at it, with every intention of pulling it off. Not that he actually had the strength to, but it was obvious he was trying. GOOD JOB DADDY LOOK WHAT YOU TAUGHT HIM.
(17:32:25) Drakov: Body barreled over the woman. All four paws firmly planted and thrusting into Nida's frame, his grasp on Nida's scruff keeping her head twisted unpleasantly the entire time. Until of course, his bite had repositioned into one far more deadly. A wave of relief soon enough washed over him, due to the added weight of Zod being pulled off. Alittle sooner than expected, he took advantage of such. Limbs bent, thrusting him up so that he could drop straight down and ram Nida one good time. Knocking her unconcious and able to focus on more pressing matters. Zod. Whome which seemed quick to recoil. Gaze flicked to the corner of his eyes, the males hollers registered, and his flutter of motion noted. Low stance allowed for jaws to take advantage of his assault. Shouldered collision unavoidable, but he didn't mind! For as the brown yearling closed in for impact,[c]
(17:34:36) Drakov: Drak's jaws parted and took hold of Zod's throat. A quick upward strike of teeth onto a vulnerable area so courteously thrown right in his face. If he managed, teeth would clamp down around the sensative location at the same instance shoulder met shoulder in a slam. Front end would glide a tad from the impact, but he simply twisted his head in the same direction. Aiming to yank Zod straight to the ground through a mix of forward momentum, and pain spiking into his windpipe.[e]
(17:49:31) Vadimir had been oh so excited to go to the river and have some good ol' fashioned fun with the kiddies! But Vad couldn't help remembering that he'd engorged in a shit ton of elk the previous day. And that crap striked with a vengeance! So he'd excuse himself, dashing back to the den, where he'd go behind to take the mother of all shits. Suitably relieved Vad rushed back down the mountain. Dangit, the gang were probably having a blast without him! He couldn't have that. No sir, not at all. So he marched to the river with all possible haste, only to find.... oh what the holy fuck. Brows knitted and muzzle scrunched. How had taking the pups out to practice swimming turn into a battle orgy? And what's more, the children seemed in on the action as much as the adults! Well... couldn't say he wasn't. Maybe. A tiny bit proud. Maybe. But most pressing matters of course was that there was a brown dickmunch and a white/gray/red vaginamunch attacking his brother! [c]
(18:01:21) Vadimir's paws kicked off the ground and took off at a bound, sailing over the dueling children as he flew toward the warring trio. Snarling roar left Vad's throat, more so a message than out of anger. Yo if you don't want your face fucked then MOVE BITCH GET OUT D'WAY. Should either one not heed them, likely he'd give Cinn a warning snap at her face on his way, not even pausing to assess whether she heeded him or, damn, decided to take a bite out of him too! Vad's sole care was ensuring Drak's safety. Which... anyone knew wasn't really that necessary. But obsessive brother was obsessive, durp. Keeping jaws nice and wide fighting snow demon plowed ahead, unless given reason not to, with the full intention to snap right down on Zod's testicles and give him a not so friendly squeeze. (f)
(18:07:47) Cinnema was all motherly rage narrowed in on the point of Zodiak, and quite honestly she was half going for a throat hold if she could. But Drak rolled forward, pushing all weight onto Nida- yet Cin didn't let her grip go, until a bite was received and it prompted her to let go and reassess for a better hold. Even with the words being yelled at her; she snarled in response as Zod backed away and went toward Drakov. Obviously her evidence was much better than his words! A single glance was spared to the unconscious Nida, and she wondered briefly what she'd done this time, but went right back in to attack Zodiak again. Only, it seemed Drak beat her to the punch, or, at least, throat. Before she could throw herself back in to assist him in throwing down the yearling, another voice was thrown in to announce Vadim's arrival! Turning slightly to look at him, she'd narrowly avoid his snap to the face and return by biting the air behind him with a short growl in warning. But at least he wasn't (c)
(18:08:31) Cinnema- touching her. Eyes tracked him as he went-oh shit, straight for Zodiak's balls. WOW. Cin would very briefly glance at her noisy kids, to see that they were fighting each other and not some other adult she didn't know, before figuring hey that's fine, and looking back at the scene unfolding before her, ears pressed forward and teeth still barred but not trying to get in the way at this point, just observing. (e)
(19:12:56) Zodiak in mid launch saw his plan wouldnt unfold as well as he'd hoped. Zodi crashed into drak like a truck, and before jaws could grasp at anything, he felt fangs close around his throat. A gurgled snarl was released as paws thrashed out. There was a shift in weight and zodi felt his balance failing, fangs clamped on his windpipe didn't help. He flailed as body came crashing to the dirt, free limbs straining to push at draks throat, using the leverage to press pads against where his pipes should be. Obviously not the same as what drak had but hopefully he'd tire of it and release him for even just a moment. Teeth remained bared and jaws were parted slightly as he strained to take breath--every fragment counted but he could feel his head whirling. It seemed for a moment they were in a stand-still; frozen in time but zodi could feel his strength waning. [c]
(19:13:05) Zodiak: The roar of the other brother had him straining eyesight to see what was happening and then the unthinkable. The bastard had clamped onto... onto his manhood. Muffled whine was cut short by lack of airflow. His body writhed again and hind legs were pulled in and kicked out repeatedly in attempts to sock the bitch right in his face. Chest compressed as he gasped, a strained snarl gurgling in his throat, tail would seem to wag like the happiest dog on earth but the movement was involuntary, zodi was fighting against the inevitable. [d]
(19:35:31) Yusef huffed as he watched his sister scramble, yelping, crying and slightly bloodied back into the den. DAMN RIGHT. Keep fucking staring. "Uff uff uff!" he barked after her, lungiong forward and snapping at her retreating little butt. Victorious, he stood proud and puffed out his little chest. Coagulated blood matted the sides of his head and his little rear, but that didn't at all seem to matter. He'd won. He exhaled in a little snort. PRIDE. He turned back to watch the adults then, his original activity. Hmm. He took notes on their actions, squinting, memorizing every move he possibly could, though they often moved too fast for his little brain to comprehend. But he saw that one was unconscious now..and Mama took a step back. Oh, maybe he could grab dangly bits too! He was too small to reach anything but mama's nips now, but when he got older... [SHORT POST.]
(19:48:21) Drakov: As Zod's form hit ground, the twisting motion of his own action forced front end to shift downward with him for the sake of catching himself. Shoulder pressed into males chest. It allowed head to crane enough so that skull faced assaulting paws. Making the blows land more along the side of his neck than anything else. Teeth only tightened as a result, far far less concerned with preserved with conserving his life than Nida's. Vadimir's presence would have gone entirely unnoticed, had his war cry not sounded out across the trees. His presence at the boys genitals however.. Well.. That was currently unknown! He was to focused on his face! Body ever pressed into his, Drak would thrash his head left and right. Sufficating and bruising, possibly even damaging his vocals in the long run. He'd jerk about with hooked teeth, only to release and land a trail of vicious lashes onto his face. Snapping down first across his cheek, the closest easiest location.[c]
(19:49:38) Drakov: And with each bite, he shook like a maddog before continueing on to his next. From cheek, to eye. He held no mercy for it. One bad movement, or slide of fang would have him puncturing it right out. As if Zod wasn't lopsided enough with his one ear, could we make it any worse? Why yes yes we could.[e]
(22:10:17) Vadimir was mostly holding onto Zodi's crown jewels for the sake of keeping him helpless to his brother's machinations. Once Zod fell Vadimir was fairly certain he could have disengaged and Drak would have had the situation just fine on his own, but now that he'd had actual time (aka seconds) to understand the situation better, he was of the opinion the asshole could suffer a while longer. He didn't know how or why Zod had decidedly gotten a burr up his ass, but Vad wasn't about to let him go until he was sure Drakov had set his message, and the youth had gotten his just desserts. Only when Drak released, would Vad. Vad temporarily considered taking his frustration out on Zodi, namely in the form of some sexual entertainment. When was the last time he'd gotten laid? Oh right Cinn. AND WHAT A LOVELY OUTCOME THAT HAD BEEN. Cough. At least with dudes there was no worry of such a thing, yeesh. But he'd first look to Drakov for the go ahead before he'd proceed with such an action. After all, [c]
(22:11:25) Vadimir the kids were about, and he didn't want to expose them to a bad thing!..... yeah no, he couldn't give two shits what the kids saw him doing. If anything he'd figure he was acting the part of a proper parent by introducing them to the wonders of sex early. It was such a great and wonderous thing, after all. So why not? (f)
(22:26:08) Cinnema felt the tiniest bit bad for Zodiak being subject to the fact that his boys were being held by Vadimir while Drakov took his sweet pleasure ripping up the boy's face. But honestly? ..She didn't feel that bad, not enough to step in or say anything, but obviously he wasn't going to need anything else happening to him after this mess, so Cin's body relaxed by a fraction. Lip covered up teeth and tail lowered to rest slightly lower than her spine. Her head turned to look over at Yusef who looked all bloody and confident. Geez, the kids were going to turn out just like their fathers. Almost chill she would step over to her confident little boy and give the focused onlooker a lick upon his skull, then turning to check on her other kids who had been thrown into the river. Unknown to her, by Drakov. Oi. Several worried licks and nudges would be applied to them, but as far as she could tell, they were breathing, and so..well, she wasn't sure if they were fine or not. A bit banged up, (c)
(22:26:15) Cinnema- obviously, but there was no telling what damage had been done to them for now. Cin would turn to look again to the struggle that was going on. Or, more specifically, Zodi getting fucked over so many ways. What lovely scars. Pfft. As Vadim presumably started humping away at the yearling, she'd roll her eyes and wander back over to Yusef and attempt to pick him up by the scruff and carry him over to the other kids present to keep him close, and perhaps block the scene a little, even briefly. Tending to the children to avoid getting in the way of what was going on because maybe this was enough punishment for Zodi. Of course that depends on what Drak and Vad decide, but. (e)
(22:45:44) Zodiak's own heartbeat was all he could hear, pounding in his head as the vision of the white wolf grew feint. The pain that shot from his nether-regions was intense but without oxygen he had no means to move. Body slowly fell limp, and he felt the pressure of Drak pressing into him. He'd almost gone out when suddenly the brute was thrashing, still clung to his throat. Zodi hacked and front legs stiffened again trying to get him to stop. When he was finally released, zodi Gasped and gurgled as blood bubbled in his throat. Another nasty hack was on its way out when drak was coming back down on him, tearing up the side of his face. Jaw hung open as he snarled through the pain, unable to really fight back as the other wolf still had him. one wrong move and he'd be done. Zodi was experiencing something he'd never expect from drak. Sure the brute ripped off his ear and beat him up pretty bad, but this was the worse he'd ever done. [c]
(22:46:18) Zodiak had been a fraction away from death, and his life was still hanging in the balance between the brothers. He still wanted to prove himself, show them he could defend himself, but how in this position? Any wolf would have dificulty in this situation. He thought back to every member of this crazed pack; Cin and her sister, Nida, the pups--all had fallen to the rage of these two, the only difference is they'd all been smart enough to learn from it and stay in line. Zodi kept pushing, kept fighting. He knew he'd never give up fully, never be the submissive bitch they wanted him to be, but he had to learn to admit his losses. Teeth remained bared, mostly out of pain but also in defense. Each time drak lashed out, his body would tense--legs would twitch and he'd growl but nothing more. Zodi lay there in his own blood, manhood in the fate of another, praying it would all be over soon.[d]
(23:23:48) Yusef blinked as his head was licked before he was unceremoniously pickled up and then plopped into the pile of his siblings. His little brows furrowed. Did he want to be here? Did he? Hmm...Maybe not. He stepped over the pile of siblings, peering over at his dadd..ies? Hnng. What were they doing? Could he do it too? He blinked down at his sibolings before picking a random one to try to mimic the hip thrusting action. Ahh, they were so impressionable at this age. [TINY POST. SORRY.]
(00:00:54) Drakov: Once punishment was served, and boy was released, he'd finally take note of Vad's puppy-looking antics. Oh. Hi brat! Tail wagged pleasantly behind him as tongue flicked out to lick brother dearest across the head. With a toothy smirk, he'd slowly glide his eyes over to Cin, a clear Have at it, given to Vad. Enjoy yourself there bro. "I 'ave somesing special I vish to do to 'im und Nida when zey are both concious.. I'll need you for it." Ohyes.. Surprising as it was, there beaten and bruised bodies were not at all there punishemnt for intervening. It was all punishment for Zod's attack. For disrespecting. No, he had something VERY specific in mind for sticking there noses into his 'lessons'. Snort ushered forth as male motioned toward Cin's being, though.. He was cut short at the sight of Yusef humping his siblings.[c]
(00:06:09) Drakov: Oh as much as he hated them he couldn't deny a laugh brewing. It erupted, and likely came off creepish as fuck from someone who never GENUINELY laughed. Well.. He wasn't sure about all these little shits, but this one? This one had him intrigued. Infact.. It braught ideas to mind, the next step in lessons mayhapes? "Vhen do zey eat meat?" Question was clearly offered to Cin, even though his eyes were still stuck on the fat boy. And obviously enough, he still didn't register the idea that what he'd done was a bad thing. Cin attacking Zod isntead only made it more so. She hadn't fussed?! So why had they?? Even more a reason to be punished! With a thud, male flopped at Cin's side, weight leaning her way just enough for contact to be made. "I can't say you vere right about all of zem, but zis boi might 'ave somesing in him." Staring gaze would finally shift to Cin's form, before trailing to the hump fest not far off. "Vhat did you attack Zod for?" Not that he honestly cared, she [c]
(00:06:17) Drakov: didn't even NEED a reason in his opinion. But, curiosity! [e]
(00:17:06) Vadimir whooped to himself when he was given the A-okay. FINALLY HE COULD HAVE FUNNN. Sure it was to someone elses detriment, but pffft. As far as he was concerned that was just a bonding form! Vadimir would smother sibling in buckets of thank-you kisses, stump tail wiggling about freely before he turned to Zod, tongue flicking out to run across his lips. Ooohhhh yeah, this was going to be so fucking amazing. Wasting no time at all Vad would reach forward to grab hold of Zod's scruff, dragging him up so he was at least on his stomach. Couldn't make love to him with him on his side like that! Well, okay, technically he could. But it would be mad awkward trying to position himself. When he had Zod right where he wanted him, presuming the younger male didn't fight back. He'd then grapple arms around Zod's lower end, keeping him firmly in place. Of course, by this point Vad was already super aroused, simply because he was a fucking asshole creep. So the humping that came next didn't hold any [c]
(00:21:01) Vadimir consideration that, y'know. Virgin butthole over here. Nope. Even though thoroughly enjoying himself, he'd still make sure to pay attention to surroundings, glancing first toward Drak when he spoke of some upcoming event, which only made him more excited, to Yus mimicking daddy. Which... honestly had him smiling. Huh... maybe it was actually a good thing he hadn't killed him. Maybe. Still yet to see how that'd all pan out in the future. But for now, he was actually having a decent time playing the role of father. Course, he was butcheringit horrendously, but with no form of proper guidance, how the hell was he to know? When he'd gotten his rocks off Vad would turn away from Zod, still connected to him of course for a while yet. "Yez, vot did 'appen anyvay?" Cause that had yet to be properly addressed. Why... had that huge fight erupted in the short time he'd been gone? (f)
(00:38:02) Cinnema did not hardly notice that the relocated child did not want to stay right where he was put among his siblings, because her gaze was drawn by movement and the fact that Drakov was speaking instead of eating Zodiak's face. Hm. What more did the male have in mind for the two who had already been beaten, and pretty damn bad at that? She wasn't sure she wanted to know, but she was curious as to what exactly they'd done to receive punishment in the first place. Cin turned her gaze to avoid watching Vad hump the destroyed yearling, instead looking to see her son mimicking him! What the hell? Eyes narrowed slightly, unsure what to think about this. Were all pups born and then, boom, they were morbid and liked to hump each other? WTF. At this point she was starting to think all kids were bloodthirsty little shits, it wasn't as if she knew any better honestly. The mother's gaze shifted to Drakov and his laughter, simply rolling her eyes at him. Oh great, they were all going to learn to (c)
(00:38:32) Cinnema- hump each other at this rate, considering they had fathers' approval. Then turning to conversation. "Meat? Honestly, I don't know. Whenever they learn?" she said almost dismissively. Not to be confused with sarcasm, she just didn't know anything. Why did they think she knew anything about kids?? Was it because she was a woman?? Sexist. Cin took the liberty to sigh and drop herself down moment after Drak did, and if he barely shifted over she casually would put her head across his shoulders and look off in that direction, perhaps if only she didn't have to look at Vadimir and his toy. Even if he was the one who had thrown the kids into the river, she didn't know that and thus felt near perfect at ease as she usually did around him, for whatever reason she didn't guess. Of course, resting her head on him if he allowed. Not that she much cared either way. Then the question was raised. "He touched the kids." A perfectly simple answer, considering there probably didn't even need to (c)
(00:38:44) Cinnema- be one. Eyes did drift in the general direction of the other pair, though she likely couldn't quite see them out of the corners of her eyes. Nope too lazy to move, threat eliminated so she didn't need to keep up burning so much energy in being angry momma. "I'm not sure what happened before I came along though.." Here Drak could fill in. (e)
(00:56:03) Yusef humped his brother as his little jaws tilted up to lick and nip at his chin. He huffed lightly, tilting his own little head down to bury his face into Derm's neck fat as he mimicked his father, hooking his little paws around his siblings' waist and trying to do the same. Of course, this was waaaaaayy more tiring that they made it look, and so soon, he had to stop and yawn, wide. Little bleary eyes blinked as Zod limped, pathetic and broken, back into the den. ...He lost the fight. He would be very, very certain to not be that one. Wobbly little legs would carry him towards the brothers and mama, and he would waste little time in trying to mimic the harsh bark of laughter as well. Okay, the tiny squeaks were far more adorable than they were intimidating...but still, it was the thought that counted. He watched Zodi, before following him in and away, and waiting for him to collapse again...at which point he crawled ontop of his torn and bloodied face, and proceeded to hump his face. [c]
(00:57:55) Yusef was sooo grateful for being tended to, obviously. Couldn't you tell? He growled and tried to reach his ear to chew on while he humped. He couldn't reach, so he settled for biting at him. YOU'RE A LOOSER, BROWN GUY. And I'M a winnerwinner chicken dinner!
(01:08:18) Drakov: Gaze fluttered about, clearly unphased by the acts going on behind them. Glad brother was enjoying himself at long last! Tail thumped behind him again, though Cin's more heavy touched caused him to tense. More so out of instictive reaction that anything. Fur bristled and lip curled for all but two seconds, before he mellowed. Realization sinking in. Head craned to the side so that gaze could settle on the woman from the corner of his eyes, taking in her response with a smirk. Definately an easy response. Sounded good to him. Why poke further? "Nida, und Zod tried to intervene in mine... Lessons with zey children. So zey vere punished." Easy enough response as well, yes? Maw parted wide, tongue lulling out before snapping closed. Mm. He was actually exhausted? When was the last time that'd happend. For the longest all he knew was hunger and exhaustion. Feeling fully charged on a regular basis was wierd as fuck. Even more so, the sensation of BEIING exhausted feeling wierd, was even[c]
(01:11:12) Drakov: more awkward! Being exhausted wasn't meant to feel wierd!? Bah.. Head settled down on crossed paws for a momment, content to sleep right there.. Just .. Zzz.. But no, no. Settling at a river wasn't the wisest choice for sleeping. With a groan to himself, he shuffled in place. Coaxing Cin off so that he could stand. Eyes settled on the passed out forms on the floor, before he snagged one up ready to haul it home. Once there, he'd drop the lard inside the den and flop just outside of it lazily. HNNGG Sleep now yes?![e]
(01:19:59) Vadimir sighed contently when the deed was done, dropping into the grass to roll about and spread his scent everywhere. Aaahh yes, he felt ten pounds lighter. Like all the frustrations had just melted away in a tide of ecstacy. Surely Zod felt the same way, right? After all, how couldn't he. All of Vad's encounters (save for Cin) had been met with mutual pleasure... unless they were one of his victims he planned to devour after the fun had ended. But he didn't count those! He'd turn to look at the youngster, curling into himself so that he might lick and groom the areas Drak had devastated. Honestly, Vad found him more attracted to the guy now that he wasn't such a pretty boy. When Zodiak rose and limped home, Vad would try to nudge him slightly on his way out. See? No ill will, no lingering resentment. Why, he was actually growing rather fond of the fellow. As long as he learned to actually make his bite as bad as his bark. Perhaps with this development, it'd be possible! [c]
(01:25:51) Vadimir grinned when he beheld a tired brother. Awww, did Drakky need his Cinn blanky? Why yes, yes he did. Muted chuckle would leave lips before he rose to grab the last baby still present at the shore, lifting her aloft by the back and moving toward Cinn to rub the baby in her face. Why? Absolutely no fucking reason beyond that he just could. And maybe because in his own way, he was admitting that MAYBE it had been a good thing after all that she'd persuaded the brothers not to eat the children. That didn't hold for the future, as if the little shits decided to put one paw too far out of line... well. One only need to look at Zod and Yusef to see. Idle threats weren't a thing that happened in this bizarre family. Vad would then motion toward Nida, like 'yeah wtf to do about her'. Surely Cinn would know, wouldn't she? She was Nida's pal after all. Returning home was a pleasant, relaxing event. After dropping the little bundle within the den, he'd wander back out to locate his brother, [c]
(01:27:01) Vadimir whom he'd of course snuggle against and use as a pillow as the night settled in for a peaceful, relaxing afterglow. They all needed it, considering how positively bonkers the day's events had been. And it only promised to get even worse from here on out. YAY FAMILY OUTINGS! (f)
(01:32:45) Cinnema was fine with the answer she was given by Drak, yup seemed legit. I mean, he didn't give any detail, so how could she realize her mistakes? Hm. Tail thumped twice on ground at his smirk, then content to sit there till she was near politely asked to move. Strange how chill they were after all the fighting. She'd bristle slightly as he picked up a child, but forced herself to relax after a second-only for other kid to be swung in front of her nose. Again tensing, but, after a longer moment she'd shake her head slightly. Oh hell, whatever. Maybe Zodi she could keep away from the pups but not these two. SADLY. @not glance noticed about Nida because anyway what is Cin going to do?? Instead she'd follow them back home.. Note Yusef going at Zodiak's face.. And walk over with a slight growl and pluck the kid right off his face. Hopefully he didn't dare snap at the pup. With a swish of her tail she'd go and settle all 6 kids down for the night and give Yusef a bath before bedtime because (c)
(01:32:53) Cinnema- ew child covered in everyone's fluids. Clean baby then could sleep and she could frikken rest. And SO HELP HER if Yusef tried humping her he was getting thrown out with the boys. (e)
(01:35:01) Zodiak whinned lightly and bore fangs as he was licked; reflex and pain combined. He was left a little confused to be honest--violated and given affections at the same time. What the hell? Heading back he'd feel the nudge and turn to look back, tilting his head in complete, utter confusion. Did he miss something? Was there a point between then and now that--ugh nevermind. Slowly but surely he made his way back to the den, finding himself an nice plot of dirt he'd collapse once again with a heavy sigh. He would have begun to relax if it weren't for the little shit that seemed to have followed him and was proceeding to hump his face. No man, today is seriously not the day. Lips peeled back and he'd snarl at the pup before hoisting himself back up into a standing position, stepping away from the little mimick and moving to a softer bed in the grass. He'd plop down once again with a heavy sigh that ended in a gurgling hack before laying head down to rest.
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