Smug rolls 1d20 for medium task & gets 18. - Success
Smug had slept through the evening and night like a sunken log. Vadimir's training from the day before had taken its toll on her body. That's what one gets for being stubborn. She had probably pushed a little too hard, but she had wanted to. There were no regrets. She hadn't really had anything to actually prove since her other actions within the pack and her fighting past spoke volumes, yet woman wanted to show Vadimir her true strength. Not only that, she needed to show herself as well. Woman had been feeling unstable and anxious as of late so it was therapeutic to work herself hard and thorough with no reservations to alleviate those internal and external stresses. And Vadimir... well, not like she would admit it but it made her happy that he had admired her strength and endurance. She had no idea why that mattered, but it did. Part of the reason was because he was her mentor on her way to Voin, but that wasn't all of it. She actually wanted to impress him. Oh, and show him that she deserved respect. Of course.
As brain began to near consciousness, confusing snippets of dreams could be made out involving various individuals. Flashes of the last fight she had won in the pit were intermingled with the replaying of intruders she had defeated while in Vechnyy. A jawbone. The avalanche. Almost drowning in water. So much water. Blood. Fragments of the bear fight where interjected here and there as well like when Vad was holding it up before she rushed in and Zod dangling from its throat. Her first encounter with Crony and the rush of desire and emotions. Being claimed by Vadimir and the carnal feelings that accompanied that. His announcement of her promotion and offer to train her. Hunting with Monro. Playing with Nida. First meeting with Drakovski. Her stolen pups. Various shots and scenes from her training, punishments, abuse, and so on. All of this and more were played and paused and fast forwarded in quick succession without any real order to the events. Eyes flickered back and forth behind eyelids while limbs twitched in her sleep.
Finally Smug breached the gap of consciousness and lids flew open to reveal frenzied gaze and teeth had been parted in a snarling pant. Once heartbeat began to slow and woman realized where she was, lips lowered over dentition and eyelids fluttered closed once more. A groan escaped between clenched jaw as the soreness finally registered in her brain. Everything was stiff. Damn. Gingerly paws were stretched outward one after the other until all were reached as far as they could go. Toes separated and neck craned back while joints popped and muscles burned. "Ahhh..." That felt damn good. Body slumped as it relaxed, dropping back into the ground. After a few minutes of laying there in silence, head lifted and front end rolled to switch shoulder to chest that pressed into the grass. How long had she been out? The first rays of dawn had yet to finally break over the horizon but the sky to the East had begun to lighten and turn pink. With a grunt, body was pushed up into a stand. It was an effort, but once standing she felt much better already. Smug was not one to like sleeping or laying in the same spot for too long as it caused stiffness in her scarred shoulder anyways. Legs spread to widen stance while fur was shaken out to rid herself of the dirt and mud and grass that clung to it followed by a sneeze. With a small limp in her front leg from the stiffness, earthen-toned woman started trotting to work the sleep from her extremities. Eyes were cast about to the trees as she passed them, searching for one with a sturdy branch low enough for her to reach. No better way to warm up the body than a little bit of training!
Olive gaze finally settled on one that would do the trick and pace quickened as she neared it. Muscles coiled before back legs pushed off and she leaped at the thing. Jaws parted and teeth found their mark, clamping around the bough while body swung below. Taste of wood filled her mouth and shards of bark pattered across muzzle to fall to the floor. Ten sit ups, here we go. The motions brought back memories of completing the same tasks with the humans goading her and whipping body. It was much easier to do without the added stress to her body, but it still took a while because of the beating from the current it had received the day before. With her ten done, she went the extra mile and completed two more before jaws screamed at her to release. Paws came up and body twisted as she complied and relinquished her hold, dropping to paws with a slight oomph. Smug opened and closed her jaw, flexing and relaxing it to make sure it didn't grow stiff as well before she made her way back to the river. Boulder time. Head lowered and muscles clenched in preparation. It was as if an invisible gunshot started the race when the woman pushed off in a sprint. Lungs and legs burned with the effort but she refused to slow until paws launched her off the bank and into the refreshing embrace of frigid waters. The chilly river spiked her vitality and she paddled into the shallows. Determined sights set on the boulder while ragged breaths were drawn to steady her heart rate and body shook to send rivulets of water flying everywhere to dry her pelt. Approaching the rock, Smug widened her stance to allow paws to find their purchase on the slippery rockbed so she wouldn't be slipping all over the place. Head lowered and shoulder was placed against its lower third. She tensed her muscles and after the release of a deep breath, strong woman pushed. Aching muscles begged her to stop but instead of caving in to the whims of her body, Smug continued to throw her weight into it with clenched teeth. She reminded herself to breathe in even breaths to retain her endurance until finally the boulder moved with a sound of suction being broken. She was going against the current and the muddy riverbed was like a vacuum trying to drag it back into place but the woman refused to let it fall back towards her until she had pushed it almost the same amount as yesterday.
Clambering out of the water, body flopped to the grass in a huff while laborious breathing was attempted to be evened out. Man that felt gooooood. Smug definitely wouldn't mind doing that every morning. Before he body could convince her to just lie there forever, woman pushed herself back up on shaky limbs and allowed them to steady before slowly heading back to the courtyard. Time for some breakfast!
Nida was dead exhausted! All parts of her body ache, primarily the girth between her shoulders and teats, from the surprise exercise. However, she persevere and made a name for herself here. How delightful! Oh .. can't forget the celebration either -- that was amaze. As usual, Nida curled around her children defensively though not where she'd smother or foist bodily harm upon the precious things. Behind those brooding eyes staring blankly at the den's entrance the gears were turning. The pink muscle in her mouth snuck out and brush along the angles of blunt muzzle before returning to its housing. Her stomach made its protest.
Patriarch had been sleeping, as per usual. A growing boy did need his sleep after all! Still, at the thundering of a huge being, as well as the thud that came along with it, he awoke in a start. What the hecky?? His eyes popped open, tiny little eyeballs running around to look upon the being. MOMMY. He made a low growl, which in actuality, was a squeal like whine. How dare you wake me up mawm. Gah. He frowned and tried to stand up. Ears flopped about as he did so, and his pompous self wobbiled as he took to his footing. When he was standing, he moved from the pile, though tripped on a sibling's outstretched body. Oof! He face planted into the dirt, little butt, tail and legs flailing behind him in panic. He let out another whine, and slid unto the ground. grrr. Everything's so hard!! He huffed and tried to right himself. As he did though, he'd give a little poot, farting as kids usually did. oops.
Nida's head stood erect at the whine, with ears pushing forward and eyes steady on the culprit. Why, it was only Patty the fatty. She nosed into his rear end as he stumbled over one of his still sleeping siblings. Her tongue slipped out and brushed across his kiester to clean of any manure or urine that passed during her absence; it was not a lot, and therefore mama Nida was most certainly pleased. However, she pulled away, the stench of cutting the cheese having her cough and hack and shake her head pointedly. Yuck. That is strong, too strong! The woman slowly arises to her fours and she gently encourages him with several coarse shoves.
Patriarch felt a wet nose all up on his booty, and it jolted him from his flailing position. He literally jumped, and aided by her encouragements, felt himself stand once more to walk. His steps were fumbly and not at all graceful. If anything, he probably resembled a drunkard. He swiveled to and fro, eyes taking everything he could. In fact, he saw the outside world. It was so bright compared to the den in which he resided. What was out there? Surely something awesome! He moved with purpose then, his eyes narrowing and focus consuming him. He trotted out, until he made it to his half way point, if there was no interference, and would pause. He was almost there! He moved again, stumbling a bit while inhaling the crazy scents of outside. What was that? What was this? Who was there?! He grew so excited that his little tail thrash behind him with such speed, he was surprised it didn't fall off!
Patriarch hadn't been stopped, and so he moved even more until he was at the edge of den. He tetered by the entryway, his eyes squinting as the brightness of the sun bombared him. He blinked some more until he could see better, and when he did, he almost gasped in excitement. It was all so pretty! The greens, blues, and browns...Everything was so vivid. He took one big inhale of air, and then burst into movement, running like the dickens every which way. He attempted to run past the den, toward the courtyard, and even further still. However due to his shorty short legs, he barely made it past the den, and would trip over his own legs, fumbling and rolling about until he was face first into the dirt. Pft. He would push himself up, shaking his skull a bit. Ouchie. He licked at his nose, tasting the dirt and grime that ran along his face. He flicked out his tongue some more and then shoved himself to stand once more. With a victory howl, he would run some more. What's that? OHH whats over there!? Ahh, I want to play with that!! He nearly flipped out when he saw a small insect. Can I play with it?! He chased after it, then got distracted with another insect, this one in vivid color that was much different than the first. Also, this one can fly! He turned tail, his feet working over time to get at the creature, even trying to jump! However due to his lack of attention, he rammed head first right into a rock. Oh...This didn't feel nice... He whimpered, a whine coming out first...than a full blown cry.
Nida was not necessarily as excited as he was, and therefore there was little aesthetic appreciation to be had of the world beyond the dank and dark wall of the den. Her nose wiggled as she strained for any scents. None to be anxious or bothered by from the looks of things. Her eye angled down harshly to when Patty face planted into the dirt, the balance in his feet off-kilter and still adjusting. Nida does not sit, but continue to stand, her eyes peeled for the bodies making the tally of Vechnyy as her son began to expand the world which suddenly became bigger and more fascinating. They needed as much time on their feet as they possibly could .. Her head rose up and a quiet, barely projected howl sounded out; oh, sahweet victory.
Flayer, the darkest squidgeball, was roused by commotion nearby the puppy slumber pile. Slow and dramatic the whelp opened his still yet bluegloss eyes, rising to a sit and spreading reddening gums in a magnificent yet silent yawn. Well, as magnificent as a gummy set of jaws could be... which wasn't, really. Just cute. No, dammit, he was glorious, and how dare they wake the little dark lord! Ramsay - the name he was yet to know was his - peered about to find the nearby somewhat blurred figures. The smell of milk was strong, and Ramsay was hungry. Without a noise the boy stood up onto wobbly limbs and made a u-turn on a... very wide turning circle, then made a rather brisk, high-stepping fat puppywaddle - including wiggling tail - towards the smell of sustenance. As soon as mother's body was found head instantly went searching and probing abdomen for the best nipples that sat just between her warm thighs.
Thrift the little noodle shifted from sleep, ears perking to the noise of something going on around her. She'd adjusted to her new senses slowly, with wonder, and it had become possible further to observe the things around her. Bleary eyes opened and nose instantly started wiggling to assist her in figuring out what was going on. Only, a moment later, the brother at her side hopped up and began wobbling over to mother! And where was Pat? Leaving the other sibling to do whatever it was it did, Thrift wriggled, and copied the others. Pulling little stub legs under her and pushing up, attempting to balance.. Slight stumbling to the side and her ass plopping to the ground soon followed. She stared at her feet for a moment, before looking up to where she could almost make out Nida's form. Oh heck naw, she wanted to be there too! A little puppy roar emitting itself from her jaws, she got back up and took tumbling steps over to her, all but landing on her face as she ran into the large woman's leg. HMPH. See, she could do it too! Nose wiggled as she searched further for Pat, only to notice the immense light coming in the door. Her gaze widened and her face took on a look of wonder at that. What was that? What's out there? Nose went a-wiggling furiously.
Patriarch had kept on wailing, but unfortunately, Momma' never came. Immediately that caused him to stop his tears, and blink. A frown came over him, and his little brain took that information. Crying didn't get what you wanted, even if you were hurt. The pain though, made him whine slightly, blood trickled down from a cut above his eye. A jutted edge must have punctured the area. Still, he shook his head and tried to stand once more. Oh he was angry at momma' alright. It was her fault somehow! He moved, spying his siblings, and momma' right there. He huffed, and turned his back to all of them, tail in air like IM MAD. He would then wander toward the water, curiousity befalling him once more. He never got an opportunity like this, and he sure as heck wasn't going to let it go! However the water was pretty far away, he didn't know if his little legs could carry him that far. Still, he kept moving, hoppin' around until he was near.
Nida belated notice of Patty's whimpers finally reached her ears. Like a confused and lost mother losing sight of a child for a jiffy, she moves forward to goad her ruddy nose into the side of his plush form. WHOOPS. No more crying -- what a relief! -- just weeping cut above his eye. She licked at it a succession of times until deemed better. She saw the 'tude, and a snorted a miff. Before much thought could be processed or executed, she felt one of her teets between her thunder tighs tugged, and a back of her leg lightly bumped into. Her eyes raked over the two children tagging along. However, a pointed frown was aimed at the only one still asleep. She half wondered if it had fallen ill, or was just a couch potato. No matter .. three took precedence over one and she pushed forward, out into the open. She outstretched her neck to gingerly get her teeth around Patty's teeny poof for a scruff. Man, he was heavier than she initially thought! Holy shit.
Flayer had managed to capture himself one of the good tatas, and managed just a drop of the sweet juice before the teat was pulled from his suckling lips with a kinda gross, wet 'shpop' noise when mother moved away. Ramsay wasn't pleased. With a low, guttural, almost inaudible growl he followed his food hungrily and with a determined waddle. A couple of stumbles were had but he managed to remain upright, and as soon as mother stopped for even only a moment he was in there and latched securely, sucking eagerly and likely painfully as the little needle teeth had pegun to only just poke their very tips from his reddened gums. They were painful too, and suckling relieved that teething pain - especially if they were sucked hard. Only when he began to be satisfied he slowed and the pressure became more gentle, but the little dark babe was all too tempted to chew by instinct to try and futher relieve the constant, dull ache that was puppy teething pain.
Thrift was brought from her daydream about what she was looking at by mother movign away from her, and her dark brother following after. Oh! We get to go out there?? Following with wiggling steps on yet unsteady paws, she took in all the scents and tried to figure out what all was out here. The den was so big, but this was HUGE! What was that blue surface in the distance? And that tall thing that looked scratchy, with the green on the top! What was that? Little pink tongue flicked out to swipe across her nose, folded ears perking toward where Nida was picking up one of them and the other was attacking the food station. She frowned. Why were they getting attention? FINE. Her eyes flicked again to the blue surface in the distance and she went bounding off toward it!
Patriarch was almost there. So so close!! But then, a giant loomed over him, grabbing hold of him and plucking him straight from the ground. He wailed angrily, his body thrashing as much as it could. What the heck, mom! However just as he first thrashed, a calm settled over him. He went limb, as all pups do when grabbed by the scruff. He let out a low sigh, the air seeping between his lips. So not fair. He arched slightly, and twitched his nose as he felt blood once again drip onto his cheek. What was that stuff? He tried to shake his skull, but unfortunately he was pinned until placed down. His eyes rolled over the crew though, his siblings...though one was missing. Huh... The fk was that other one at? He wondered thoughtfully, but in the end, decided he didn't care. Though when he saw the siblings he had in front of him, his body would be ready to pounce. If his mom let go at just the right time, he'd land atop of one, and start nommin on whichever one was beneath him.
; muffled a huff around the tyke's scruff as she felt urgency beneath her, the teat taken possession of in order to be tugged, teethed into, and abused. And the other in her mouth was flailing and complaining in her ear! Her lip curled to show a fang and obvious displeasure, and a wrathful snarl rumbled from out her chest and throat. Not as fierce as she'd like it to be .. buuuut it was there- her patience becoming fragile. Patty ceased his struggles. Her mind began to drift for a moment where in the world her counterpart may be to take so long to help care for the little troublesome shits.. That was when one of them conjured the thought to flee off somewhere, and she dropped Patty and let him loose to go for-- oh, nevermind, he had it in the bag. " Noodle," she called, if she were pinned, and she'd nose and lick at her rear end too. Nida wanted to ensure they were cleaned and nothing stuck to them. Now, for Nibbler, whom got a back paw pushed gently against his person so that the woman can turn and scoop him up. If all went well she'd take her children to the waters. La de da.
Flayer's chewing was promptly met with a foot in his face, which pushed him down and pinned him to the dirt. It took the growing pup a blink and a moment to realise what had happened, but when he did all hell let loose! Ramsay was definitely not happy! Vicious, curdling little snarls began bubbling through the milk-congealed saliva at the back of his throat as little snub-nose wrinkled in a toothless grimace. How dare you do this?! Child released his wrath upon the foot holding him down, body wriggling and squirming to be free, and as soon as it was removed when Nida was to turn and scruff him Ramsay was unusually quick to roll and hoist himself to his stubby legs before puppy snapping and snarling after the foot. Yeah, that's right! Fucking run you bitch! Just then he felt teeth firmly clasp a mouthful of nape fur, and the little shit instantly grew silent and limp; all ferocity leaving him just as life left a body in death.
Thrift was free to go! That's what you get for paying attention to all of them and not me, haha! Jaws parted and tongue started to loll with free abandon. Even mother's call to her was ignored-- was she Noodle?-- until she was trapped to the ground by something falling upon her! Tongue was quick to retreat and utter a shocked yelp, body flattened upon the ground. But what was that which had fallen on her? Feeling that she was being nommed she twisted and tried to roll over, paws flailing to fight Patty off. HOW DARE YOU?! She kept on squeaking and growling, just trying to get out from underneath him. This was an outrage! NOO!! Momentarily distracted by the fact that the others were moving off. WAIT, NO COME BACK! She'd struggle and wriggle to try to get away and run after them.
Nida noticed Nibbler has a terrible temper on him. Welp, the boys will be boys, she suppose! Her eyes meander the immediate - and rather quiet- area, before her attention was snagged by a whelp. She glances down. Honestly .. these children, what a handful! Instead of pandering and nurse them indulgently like a typical and loving mother, she simply ignores their cries and wobbly, not yet developed snarls; she walks over the two wrestling in the dirt, one in her mouth, for the nearby water source. Little Nibbler was dropped on the shore as she lapped to quench her parched throat, and then settle down on her pouch, visibly exhausted. Her body still ached. She kept watch.
Thrift had managed to get away with her brother, and letting out a cry, she hobbled off toward where Mum lingered near the water. Little yips begged for attention and tail wobbled, though this put her off balance and she tumbled over onto her side. Ack! She was working on it. She rolled over onto her back for a moment, legs wiggling in the air and looking up at Nida. Not registering the look of exhaustion about her. Nah she wasn't that bright. Little noodle would wiggle for a few moments before her attention flew elsewhere, namely to the smell of the water. Huh, wha's that? It took a moment to get back up on her paws but she hobbled quietly over to the edge. Wide eyes stared at it and she sniffed, but she wasn't quite sure what to make of it.
Patriarch had nommed thoroughly on his kin, but then grew bored. Pft. He climbed off the other and shot toward his mom, who was moving away. Hey, IM MAD AT U COME BACK. He let out a small growl and shoved off, but then grew distracted at his sister, who managed to get to the water before he. No fair at all, how come she got by the water and he didn't?! He wasn't having it. Fine, she wanted the water, she would get it! He grew even more angry and ran...or hobbled, his way toward his sibling. If he was lucky enough, he'd flop right into his sister's behind, and bump her right into the river. Would serve her right too! He'd beam if he was successful, floppy ear wiggling as he looked toward his mom. Cue praise please!
Nida was glad one of the children decided to be calm - and .. ahm, sulk - close by her. The other two .. they kept going and going like an energizer bunny, the whites in her eyes begin to show. She may as well start to pluck the grays from her chin and hackles while she's out basking in the sun and keeping an eye on her children. Nida, after checking the surroundings, noticed Patty was showcasing quite the giddy smile .. gum and all, and she glanced aroun-- oh my gawd. Not a second can be spared to these heathens. Up the mother does, and she makes her approach to where a small pond was disturbed. The woman licks her son. WELP .. he was picking fights- the more the better chance of survival! Nida stares pointedly at the waters, searching. " Noodle?"
Thrift stared into the depths, which seemed so very far down there.. what was the substance though? Could she touch it, without dying? She hadn't a clue! It was probably too far to sit in anyway. In reality, she was just looking at the very edge and it likely wouldn't go up past her little legs at all. Not that she had to wonder for too long-- moments later she felt pressure upon her ass, and while jaws opened to utter a complaint her paws were pushed out from underneath her. Rage-filled screech uttered through her little lips even as she flopped forward face-first into the water. Few bubbles escaped before she instinctively closed her mouth, legs struggling to right her from the water. WAT. YOU WAT M8? She curled her lip and snapped at it, throwing an absolute tantrum, spitting out the liquid before her eyes flashed to her sibling upon the shore. He-- he was getting PRAISED? NO. Dripping wet and flailing like a gremlin she hobbled forward to knock him over and get him wet too!
Patriarch was given a lick. Such praise! He beamed, his tail wagging. I'm not mad at you mom. Love you smoochies. He moved to attempt to nuzzle his mother's foot, offering playful nips if possible. Though the bites of course, wouldn't hurt. His teeth were barely coming in. Either way, he'd nom on his mom, if possible, totally oblivious to the fact that his sister was clamering out of the water, and heading straight for him. He squealed when and if she managed to get to him, feeling droplits fall upon his body as she collided with him. He would lift a paw to nudge his sister's face, his mouth quickly trying to get ahold of her fluff or face. He'd gum at her, nomming crazily and trailing a long line of saliva. Smooch smooch sister.
Zodiak had taken an early morning, strolling through the surrounding territory with new-found pride in himself. Voin... The name meant mostly a higher rank for the time being, it would take him some time to adjust to the full aspect of his new title. Heading back to the densite, he'd pause at the border, eyes gazing through the trees at all the slumbering bodies he was to rouse to the moment. Vechnyy had taken on the title of imortals and was supposed to strike fear in anyone daring to enter, but lately it seemed more like a giant sex-orgy slumber party. Head shook with a snort, this would change, and there were a select few he already knew he'd include in his efforts; those few that had thoroughly proved themselves and could be useful opponents for sparring students. Taking a breath, he'd stride forward with confidence, head high and tail level with his spine. Before he could make a decision to act, sights caught movement not far off near the pond. Oh? Nida was over there... with the pups. Were they already that old? It seemed just the other day he was playing with a helpless ball of fluff. Motion set off in a trot towards the group, a light gruff to his mate given upon his arrival. He'd move to her first, leaning against her and gracing cheek with a lick before gazing down at the brawling pups. He couldn't help but chuckle, they were doing it all on their own. Nose lowered to sniff at them, head tilting. He was amazed they were growing so quickly; now walking and even fighting amonst themselves. Tail swayed happily before rump found the dirt "I see you got your hands full huh?" he grinned, nose nudging towards nida.
Thrift. For the moment it seemed that mum was distracted! So she wasn't stopped in her attempts to get at her lil bro. Happy grunt came from her throat as she ran into him and managed to spray water all over him, oh so successful! Now they were both wet, hahahaa! As she tumbled on top of him, her face was pushed away from him by his paw, and she let out bubbling noises from between pink gums. He managed to get a hold of her fluff but she shook him off with her own mouth going to nom on his ear or face or whatev. All the saliva all over! But after a moment, she realized. Hey look it's Daddy!! Her tail started wiggling furiously and she fell from playing with her brother, little legs pushing to get herself over to him with high pitched barks. She wanted attention! Daddy love me!
Zodiak's attention drifted from nida back to the pups as they had some sort of slobber fight. hmm... Cogs were turning as future plans were being laid out. Today he'd let them have their fun in enjoying the outdoor world, but soon he'd be training with them as well as the others. Favored child came at him with squeeky barks. Nose lowered to meet her with the same gruff he'd given before, only this time he had a feeling she could hear him. He'd rub his muzzle against her and use jaws to grab her head for a half second before replacing tooth with tongue to lick over her face. Head was drawn back and with a huff he'd flopp over to one side next to her. Groaning wolf talk escaped parted muzzle as a paw reached out to flop overtop of her. Nyaaa got you!
Thrift could hear Daddy's noises!! He made noise too? Cool! She wriggled as he nommed her face for a mere moment before licking over her wet form with his tongue. She was already fluffed up and wet otherwise she'd likely protest, but fortunately she was also distracted by seeing him. She would let out a little gasp as he flopped to the side, eyes peering at him, before his paw trapped her. Oh no! She squealed and squirmed, mouth flashing to biting at his toes with tongue flicking out to taste them. MMM wait no ew. Little limbs would aide the noodle in trying to escape, and should she succeed, she'd immediately bounding clumsily toward him, font paws splayed out in front of her and reaching toward his face/neck with tongue lolled out.
Zodiak half wondered why his child was wet. hmm did nida decide to give them swimming lessons? -snort- He was still working out the detials of how the pups were going to be trained. Things seemed to be getting overlooked as far as the pups were concerned. he remembered when cins pups were this age, drak was already issuing command to starve and stress them. oh... drak... sigh. Zod really hoped he'd be back soon, it'd been so long the lingering thought of his death was hard to avoid. Thoughts were shook from him for the time being, focusing on the little pupplett as he flopped to the dirt. He grinned as she was trapped beneath his paw, pulling it back and nipping gently at her when she went for his toes. Heyy! stahhpp! Amidst her squirming he'd lift up slightly on his paw. Let her think she did it heehee. Noodle pup came charging at him, landing on his neck. He put on his best submissive display, Giving in to the all Powerful Noodle! Spare me oh great one!!!
Thrift had stuck it to Patty for pushing her in the water, that was for sure! Not really though, since they'd slobbered on each other quite equally and she was still more wet. Oh well, she wasn't up to the concept of figuring out who was winning these battles yet, for they'd just begun! Teeny paws landed upon her father's neck, and she stared at him as he shifted. Wide-eyed, she wondered what he was doing. Was he hurt? Was he unhappy? He didn't look very happy! She whimpered and pulled paws away, curling up and pushing herself to the ground, as if shrinking. Muzzle to the ground as she looked at him. She hadn't meant to hurt Daddy, oh no no no! Tail tucked and she whined at him, fearful and guilty and the like. Poor babe.
Zodiak was defeated Oh such a big mean ol wolfy noodle was. Oh...wait... He paused, when she removed herself and backed away like a sad ...well puppy. Zod rolled to an upright position, extending his nose toward her. "hey...whats wrong?" his head tilted, could she even understand him?! Did babies speak? hrm...-shrug- Front legs stretched out to either of her sides, chin pressing to the dirt as his single eye gazed up at her (well at her since she's not very big). He'd whine at the pup, tail swaying behind him before giving the classic gruff in hopes of cheering her up. SEE Daddy was fine!!
Thrift was simply cowering upon the ground, hoping he was okay and she hadn't done anything wrong! She hadn't liked when he'd been all submissive on her. Usually he was up and play, it had freaked her out! When he rolled over to nose her and then she was in his 'embrace' again she quit the noises and slowly moved forward, nose twiching at him, before lil pink tongue would flick out at his muzzle. Daddy okay? His noises she'd began to think of as good noises had her perking up a little bit, and should his head still be on the ground, little Noodle would stand to put her chin atop his big nose. Okay, guess Daddy's okay. Still, she whimpered once and would raise a leg to gently paw at his face while still licking his nose. How was that thing so big? He was so big! But apparently she'd hurt him! Ohsigh.
Zodiak felt guilty watching the pup cower as she did, but as she moved closer he'd return small licks to her, tail thumping in the dirt behind him. Somehow he'd have to show her he was only playing, or maybe teach her to be more... aggressive? no thats not the word....hrm... nose twitched, taking in her scent as she rested her chin on his nose and as she pawed at it there was a tingling before unavoidable sneeze ushered out. Ohshit whered that come from?! He'd lifted his head in the process, trying his best to avoid her but the small cloud of dirt had him skeptical. Hoping he hadn't scared her even more, he rose with a half bark, tail wagging as he dipped his muzzle to lick over her head. Zod would shift to the water for a drink, more ideas flooding him that had to deal with his newfound tolerance of the forsaken fluid.
Thrift resumed her wiggling slowly as she sniffed at him, and he puffed air at her, and she was figuring out that he was alright. She was content to sit there and learn that for a moment, while Daddy kept making air. How did he do that, make so much air?? Did it make him tired?? Did it heal him? Until Zod sneezed, unfortunately upon the child, and she flinched backward in that instant. Shaking for a moment, she was shocked, and stared at him with wide eyes. WHAT WAS THAT? WHY'D HE DO THAT? SO MUCH AIR! She wasn't sure what to make of it, tail straight out from her ass and fluffed out. She was mildly startled but otherwise didn't know how to react! Until, her nose started feeling weird too, and she sneezed in return. WOAH. She can do that too? Still wide-eyed, she looked over to Zod where he was wandering from the water, and again she'd go to stand by it and peer in at the edge. What was he doing?? She was so curious, but at least not scared or anything anymore.
Zodiak's big monster sneeze had done exactly what he hoped it wouldn't. The pup looked rather stunned and then she sneezed. He couldn't help but laugh as he made his way to the water, shaking his head. Silly pup. While tongue lapped at the water, he caught sight of her curiously staring at not only him but the water as well. He smirked and lowered the tip of his muzzle below the surface, slowly shaking his head side to side to make the water ripple and bounce. He'd lift his head and look to her, taking his foot to paw at the water; splashing. See Its ok. He'd nudge her with his nose then paw again. Do like this-splash splash-
Thrift shook off other feelings as her mind moved on from them. It was a bit slower at doing that now than it had been the other day! But she was still losing interest quickly. Oh well. Now she would investigate the water like before, though she was more mad at it now than anything. How dare you swallow me when Patty pushed me in. Meanie. As Zod lowered his muzzle below the surface, she stared at him, shocked. What are you doing!! Little growl emitted from her throat as it started to move and ripple toward her, barks following. Only for him to start splashing her. NO BAD WET. Furious barks tried to get it to stop, not that it did much good. Maybe her teeth(gums) would do some good against it! Snapping at the drops and taking bounces toward it, paws making more splashes. Hopefully it would settle down and she'd look at Daddy dearest with little wagging tail and still furious but hopeful look on her face. Even more wet now, though.
Zodiak still couldn't beleive he was even TRYING with this water bs. But really, it wasn't that bad. He'd been forced to spend quite a bit of time in it, thrashing around as him and nida fought vad. That and his new rank had him wanting to 'man up' so to speak. Nose tilted down as the pup growled at the water, he shook his head with a laugh. "it wont hurt you..." he mused. Then he walked forward, stepping up to his knees in the water before turning to look at the pup. Tail thrashed excitedly and he'd gruff at her, nose dipping to scoop water and fling it toward the child. Paws stomped around a bit as he waited for her to act, wondering if this lil tyke was brave enough to enter.
Thrift kept looking up at Daddy with lips curled but a slight smile on her face..oboy. Face returned to normal looking when he spoke, her ears tilted toward him. What does that mean? 'Hurt?' She made little noises as if mumbling but not actually saying words, curious as to how people made those sounds. Hrm, well she'd figure it out with time. She watched with intent gaze as he exampled getting into the water, and she blinked a few times as he splashed before looking down at the surface. Well if he could do it.. Okay, she could try! It was slow at first as she wobbled with front paws hitting the water first, earning a look of wonder upon her face. But she didn't want her father to be alone! So she tried to wade in further, but she paused when the mean water almost was up to her chin. Desperate she looked between where she was and where Zod was, giving out a slight whine.
Crony. Male would make steady strides back into the courtyard of the Vechnny den. He'd taken the day to work on his stamina- he reeked of sweat from pushing himself to run further and further. Now that he was back at the den, he'd be able to take a bath and retreat into the den to stay out of the wind. Upon arriving at his destination, he'd spot a male he'd seen once or twice before. Zod-something. Mentally shrugging, he continued to the riverbank, sliding into the water a comfortable distance away from the other. He'd give a glance over, if only to give a polite greeting nod. But once gaze was in Zodiak's direction, he'd spot a smaller form. A much smaller form. A pup? A growl would escape Cro's throat, turning his whole body to face away from the pair, silently continuing with his bath.
Zodiak was trying his best to teach the pup things but this was hard. Drak and vadi's methods seemed more and more legit. He recalled feeling furious at them for throwing the pups in the water the way they did... however.. it had results. He watched as the welp moved in as far as she could touch before whining to him. A sigh escaped him, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't baby them all too much. He needed them strong so when faced against the tsars, they wouldn't be completely scarred. Low growl escaped him, urging the pup to come to him. He was close enough that if anything happened he could help her but she needed to do this. One pup being able to swim could help show the others and then that'd be one less task for them to conquer. He took a step back, hoping that combined with his growls would urge her to try. Peripheral would catch familiar wolf heading toward the river, head twisting to follow her (He don't know ok) to the bank before entering to swim. Hmmmm.... He'd look towards the pup then back at cro as the wolf growled in their direction and about faced. Lip curled and he'd turn to nudge his offspring back a few steps, that is if she hadn't tried to drown herself. He'd turn and press deeper into the water until frame was submerged and only head and tail bobbed above the surface. ERmgggg he was swimming, Quick Take a picture! Put it on facebooK! He growled as he neared cro, snapping at the wolf's backside with no real intention of harming, just to get the grump-asses attention. "Come." he'd state with a hint of authority "you're gonna help me."
Thrift stared over at her Daddy as he started growling at her. Little ears flicked back. What did that mean? Was he upset? OH shit no he couldn't be upset! She wanted him to be proud of her!! Almost with new desperation, as he kept backing away from her, she took a couple bounds forward (ignoring Cron because she was so focused), straight into the water. OHFUCK IT HAD HER. Blubbering growls escaped her lips as water tried to fight her and she against it, paws flailing wildly. Finding the bottom she pushed up and gasped, managing to float for a moment until the surface was right there under her paws. Slight coughs came from her and she turned to growl at the water, only to look up and see her father..gone. And a stranger there further. DID YOU EAT DADDY?! She stared with shock as Zod sprung from the surface, further. OH there he was. But why over there? Look of concern passed on her tiny face and she whined for him, a paw lifting from the liquid to stick out, wiggling as if to reach for him.
Crony felt the relief as the day's sweat was rinsed away. Fresh and clean. He'd nearly forgotten about the runt behind him, until he felt a nip at his ass. With a start, he'd whip his head around with a growl to find the head of Zod sticking up out of the water behind him. "Help you? With what, exactly." Another glimpse was caught of the pup, now gasping for air, barely poking out of the water. Lip would curl up slightly at the sight of it, though the fact it was struggling amused him.
Zodiak felt a twinge of doubt as he swam towards cro. His pup was dangerously close to the water and it had him wanting to hurry this action. He growled at the other wolf and the response given. Lip curled slightly, "You'll see" he snapped, turning to check on the child to see she was wayy too far out from what he wanted her to be. Ahh hell. With a growl he whirled around and doggy paddled his way back over to the pup. Without hesitation he'd move to her and snatch her midsection up in his jaws before carrying her to the safety of the shore. Nose would poke and prod all over her making sure she was ok. Jesus nida would kill him! Tender lick being applied to her head. He'd then turn to see if the other had followed, If not, there'd be hell to pay and swimming lessons may turn into fight demo.
Crony would watch as Zodiak turned to head back to the child. He'll see? He's pretty sure he already sees. And he does not want. With a snort, he'd sneak off into the den while the brute was splashing around with his back turned. Good night, sleep tight. Don't let the bears bite.
Thrift was snorting water out of her nose yet while calling for her father. Bleary eyes noticed as he came back that the other woof walked away, causing a tilt of her head. But oh, there was Daddy! Coming back to rescue her! She went limp instantly, nickname earned, when he picked her up, before finding the ground beneath her ass when she was dropped again. She murred a lil in that puppy way as he poked and prodded her, shifting to lift her upper half and place paws upon his nose with tongue flicking out all over. Cuz Daddy loves me, yes he does. <3 Despite dripping wet she wasn't traumatized from the experience and was otherwise unharmed, so no bad done! Licking continued for a moment, still half standing on his muzzle if he had let her, until a yawn parted her jaws and she blinked a few tired times, a shiver overcoming her. Noodle was wet and tired, and thus cold as well.
Zodiak felt a wash of releif when jaws were safely around his pup. He climed to shore and after setting her down, shook out his coat before starting his inspection. The pup seemed unharmed and her affections were happily received. Body slumped to the ground to place forelegs on either side of her. When she shivered he grew worried and quickly nuzzled into her, using his own fluff to sort of 'dry' the pup before tongue slipped out to do the rest of the work. When majority of the water was removed, he'd nuzzle into child again and rise, gently grabbing her and carrying her off toward the den to join mom and the rest of the pups.
Nida heard a disturbance outside the wall of the den, and not having all her whelps inside with her, she went to inquire further. Her hairline grew seeing Zod carrying out Noodle from the waters. It seem far too deep for a child her age to be venturing into, hen her legs aren't strong no less, and she stalks forward. She snarls. "Zod," her body shakes visibly, " what do you think you are doing ...?" The wolf full of girth eyed him, one lip curled. And here she thought they would do different, do right by their children -- not follow in after the twins.
Thrift was scooped up by Daddy, happily after recieving his attention and loving. Was he proud of her? He sure seemed so! Little nose wiggled as she went limp again in his jaws after being mostly cleaned off, which she endured for once. Sleepy eyes notice Mum and she wiggled little tail as she dangled, peering at her. Why was she making those noises? Did Noodle do something wrong? She quivered and tucked her tail for a moment, before she had a bright idea. It was a moment but then she sneezed, showing off what she'd learned today with a briight smile after that. LOOK MOM I MAKE AIR!! Little tail resumed wagging but then she was tired out and yawned once, little tremor through her, and fell asleep feeling nice and safe in Daddy's jaws and Mum's presence.
Zodiak slowly carried the pup back toward the den, only to be greeted by angry mamabear. Uh oh...HI HONEY! Tail wagged as she approached and slowly ceased when her growl and angered tones spike. "I waass sloowing errr ahttt ahhter ahhs" he mumbled through the pup, gaze shifting as she sneezed and looked rather thrilled about it. Eyes would innocently trail back to nida and tail wagged. Seee she's happy. huehuehue and then just like that she was out. Ugh he sighed and nuzzled against nida with a low murr. C'mon baby don't be mad. He'd trail past her and flick his tail under her chin; teasing if anything, before heading into the den to return the baby to warmth.
Nida did a fine assessment until she was satisfied. She snorted mistrust at his garbled, hard to decipher words; though she was sure to calm the wrath and bring it down a notch. Then the sneeze. " Oh great, " came her response finally. She's going to catch a cold. What a way to introduce the children to the world. However, with the pup wielded in her face, Nida abates. Although she's no longer holding a 'tude like the boys, she bears agitation- he made her worry over nothing by abandoning her children in the den with some bitch she did not know too well. The mamabear bites down on his tail.
Zodiak slowly entered the den with child in tow, only to be slapped in the face with the musk of heat. What?! nida? He was confused-- OH! he groaned, vad had told them about this. He quickly moved to return the pup to safety when his tail was bit down on. Male whirled around to find nida at his backside and he nipped at her paws with a playful growl. Want some get some!
Nida gave his tail a rough yank and then release-- there, she got him. He turned sharp on facing she, and she lunges forward to grasp the fluff about his cheek. Strange and weird snarls came about, a three quarters of them curving a soft " arrrrrr" noise, before rolling onto her side after the vice grip slipped. Fight me.
Zodiak yelped at the yank, turning to have cheek grasped and clingon language usherd forth. He groaned out his own drawn out garble, maw swinging towards her only to find she'd slipped and flopped onto her side. In an instant he was over her, pinning her to said side while jaws moved to chomp on neck fluff and give playful shakes. Allthewhile wolftalking to her.
Nida was on the ground, and pinned. She stilled for a couple of seconds as he got a hold to her neck and then gave gentle thrashes. Her head crested up high so that she can go for the little flesh to his side with a wiggle and more leeway, half way belly up. The woman kept answering in the wolf talk back to him.
Zodiak kept romancing her with his jargen until fangs darted for his side. He'd jump, sending jaws higher on her neck to nom high pitched omnoms into her fur before shifting to nip at legs and whatever belly fur was still available around swollen belly. rrrrrgggg imma getchuuu.
Nida was definitely wooed by his romancing and wolf love talk. It had her tail wagging and forgetting there was another woman - and her kids addtionally- were in the den with them. Her teeth let go soon as he jumped and he went higher on her neck easily, and one of the woman's legs thrusted out to playfully paw at the male's face. Then he attacked her legs. Oh noes ..! She began to flop around wildly, to hopefully fetch onto her belly and go for one of his paws! Ahararrrrr!
Zodiak was momentarily distracted from the other wolf and smell in the den, happily playing with wifey nida. As he went for her, he got paws in his face and lowered himself closer with a roughhousing growl; long and windy. Then she started flailing about and he was finding it hard to keep her in place. She'd flipped onto her belly and was going for his paws. Eyeyey! Paws danced with each nip before jaws went for her scruff and if grabbed he'd growl into her fur. Uhoh~
Nida was glad she was not smushed so her pouch and fat can be easily seen. That would not be ladylike of her. On her belly she was, and she nipped happily at his feet and witness him dance for her. And then -- oh boy-- he got her scruff, which, strangely, has Nida turning back onto her belly again. Well .. her side at best with the loose skin stretching to perform the task. She'd then thrash her legs to maneuver her way underneath, roll back, and stand up. Yeeeee. Hopefully it'd worked.
Zodiak had managed to get her scruff and low growling ensued. Having a mouthful of fur meant breaths would be forced through nostrils. Scent glands were invigorated by the devils musk, eye half closing before nida's roll distracted him. Muzzle was half forced beneath her, jaws releasing grip. legs shifted while her own thrashed about, head tilting. hey what are you--Oh heyhithere. Body was forced into uhoh stance and in the moment he snagged her sruff, growling loudly before doing what boys did best.
Nida simply escalated what was obviously going to transpire that night anyway. Might as well bask in the glory of this emotional orgy fest, always sleeping pack, right ..? Right! As the grip to her scruff was let be and most of the force shifting to concentrate at the rear of the husky woman, her tail pushed itself to the side. Her body was ready. As he took the uh-oh stance and began to bump uglies, a half moan, half growl rippled from her throat, obviously enthralled with what was going on. Unf.
Zodiak was able to relax with the thought that vad totally set him up to do this. A way to make peace with his fear of sexytime and see that all good things do come with it as long as she's not "ready ready". Her growl allowed inner possesiveness to emerge, limbs gripping tighter and bites to her scruff growing more aggressive. Not in a way to hurt her just his way of claiming her. See this?!! This is Mine. unfunfunf. He'd murr into her furr, hitting that point where breaths turned to huffs and grunts before a heavy exhale and haulting of motions. Jaws released their grip to replace loving licks to her shoulders, body slowly slipping to the side while backsides played a horrible prank on mother nature.
Nida was enjoying the love session without doing anything. Quite literally. Her body rocked forward in correspondence to his pelvic thrusts, skin recoiling to the touch of his grip tightening and feeling a force above a pinch to her scruff. Instead of deterring the sable woman, she embraced every bit of it. All of this ..? Pure bliss. Harmony. Can't ask for more of what she's getting right here! Annnd then he stopped, licking shoulders, to then dismount off to the side. Oh .. right -- this happened before, didn't it? At least it isn't as painful and unbearable as before.
Zodiak's chest heaved rapidly, tongue lolled out in a pant. Body was akwardly angled off to her side, a certain knot keeping him chained to his lover. Neck curved so maw could apply licks to her sides, shoulders, face, really anywhere within reach. Body would give a light tug forward, nope! not yet. gdi... He'd tug again, all while giving her licks until finally he was free. Ahhh sweet freedom. Catlike pose took over while he handled things. Dont look at meee~~ When all was said and done he'd turn attention back to wifey dearest, nuzzling into her with low murring.
Nida was calm and happy as a clam over yonder as Zod came down from all the excitement; he did, after all, do most of the work while she stood and received most of the pleasure. She felt his tongue against her side mostly and over her newly acquired fat. Then he began testing pulls, which caused a tensing in the woman's face, and to grow irate as a result. Nida snaps emptily at the air. Gosh, hold still! His pleas were ignored as she nipped at the side of his face before he'd asunder them. Finally. She sat onto her thigh and licked at herself and even snuck a peek, totally shredding any dignity he desired intact. Nope, not tonight~ She'd look away and wait Zod to smooch her.She nips and murrs and smush against his side.
Zodiak was totally unaware of any peeping eyes while he talked down the demons. (huehue) When finally turning to nida, he'd return gentle nips, resting his head over her shoulder before shifting with a stretch to where the pups were bed down. With a noisy yawn he'd flop down to the side of the pile, giving mommy wolf room to access the babies. He'd whine to her, calling his babymama to bed. Come cuddle with meeee.
Nida found solace in his nips, whining, and urging to cuddle. Hey, who was she to deny herself the pleasure of warmth with her man and children? Nida hunkers down and curls around, as was her wont, and extend her neck out such that her head was able to rest contently on his paws. Yawn. She raised a lip at the woman in the corner- hope she liked the eyeful of what she got. Annnd sleep!
As the sun peaked and drifted into the Western hemisphere, Smug rested in the courtyard. The nap was a short one but much needed after the workouts her body had been put through. Seems like she was getting a little rusty. Couldn't become soft now could she? Forcing her mind to fully bridge the gap to consciousness, her head lifted and jaws parted in a wide yawn. Forelegs splayed and reached as far as possible in a stretch while neck craned as well. That hit the spot. Joints popped with a satisfying feeling before she pushed herself up into a stand and one by one stretched out her hind legs behind her. Rolling her shoulders and cracking her neck, woman set off in a nice jog. She had missed her nightly border check from being passed out from first day of Voin training with Vad so she had to make up for it. Couldn't have no strangers walking in because she was being lazy!
Paws brought her to the pond and past, pausing for a quick drink before continuing to the edge of the territory. Muscles tensed as woman approached the first marking, all senses shifting into task mode. Head dropped to the ground to set about searching for scents as olive eyes glanced about. Only picking up familiar traces of pack members, she quickly refreshed the mark and moved on to the next. She had much better control over her mind this time around, not allowing it to drift to unwanted subjects. Today was all about the work and dropping back into familiar habits and mindset. Scent of game's blood found her nostrils and she detoured in hopes of catching some food for the pack. Body dropped into a crouch as she crept closer. Hopes were met with disappointment as a patch of blood on the grass and dribbles leading back to the den were found. Early bird gets the worm. With a snort she retraced her steps and continued on her way. After finding nothing out of the ordinary along a couple more markers and remarking them, she was on her way to another. This one was farther out than some others and nestled into the forest. Frame dropped into a crouch as senses were met with the scent of another predator. A coyote. Lip curled in a wordless snarl as trained gaze searched the area. Gaze finally settled on the scavenger, tearing a rabbit to shreds.
"You are trespassing on Vechnyy lands," Smug said in a powerful yet quiet tone. She managed to startle the coyote and it whipped around to face her, head lowered and teeth bared. "So?" Came its snarky reply, fueling the rage within the brawler and bringing it from a simmer to a boil. "Let me show you..." Visage twisted into a cryptic grin before she shot forward. The thing took off, fleeing as it would seem, towards the border. Coward. Little did she know it was leading her towards a trap. Woman chased it, paws bringing them past the border and into the forest. He was faster than her as her body was built for power instead. Pace slowed though as the retreating form let out a howl. Uh oh. Paws skidded to a halt while hackles raised and head swung around, catching numerous scents and movements in the trees. The one she had been chasing had stopped and come around to face her with a wicked smile. Two other forms slunk from their hiding places, one from the side and the other from behind. Part of her was chiding herself for falling for such a trap while the other part shot adrenaline through her veins, excited at the challenge before her. It had been a while, too long, since she had the chance to fight multiple opponents. A twisted smile of her own adorned her lips, surprising the coyotes. Looks of hesitation passed between them and her body was unexpectedly launched forward when they did so.
She was mildly impressed that the coyote she was after, the one that had lead her here, didn't turn and bolt right then and there. At least he wasn't a coward. It jumped, aiming to dodge her charge, but jaws parted and dentition managed to find purchase on its foreleg. Head jerked as she pulled down, paws skidding to a stop, and the male yelped as its dainty (in comparison to her) body connected hard with the ground. Hold was removed as the one to the side snapped out of its surprise and leaped to her companion's aid. Smug dropped her frame to roll away from the attack, successfully causing her to overshoot and fly over top of her body as it had been expecting to crash into her shoulder. Legs coiled before kicking upwards like springs, connecting with the female's stomach and chest and thrusting her away with a yelp. In a fluid motion she finished her roll and jumped to her feet, swinging to meet the third coyote as it charged at her. Its teeth found the side of her neck and a snarl ripped through Smug's frame. Instead of pulling away, she threw her weight into the thing, swinging rear end around to throw it off balance. Little prick. She felt blood break the skin as it fell, tugging on her flesh before releasing as she reared onto hind legs. Paws came down in a body slam, connecting with its head and chest. Yelp turned into whine as its gaze flickered and it struggled to remain conscious. Before she had a chance to finish it off, the other concussed coyote flew at her rear, snapping teeth around her leg, while the female one slammed into her shoulder. Teeth grit at the contact and blood filled her mouth as tongue was bit. Fucking... Without hesitation, maw whipped around to clamp around trachea while body dropped into a roll to force the one latched on to her limb to release. It hurt like a mofo but at least she wouldn't give it time to tear her Achilles. The motion pulled the one at her head over her and she jerked skull back in forth as it weakly struggled to breathe. Hind legs kicked out and she was met with satisfaction when contact was made with the male's face, claws digging in to his eye. Howl of pain and frustration reached her ears and she smiled through the mouthful of fur.
Smug managed to get her feet under her while the struggling of the coyote clamped between her jaws became weaker and weaker. Brawler lifted the poor thing and slammed it back down before thrashing her head, successfully tearing her throat open. She turned, jaws dripping with blood and saliva, to find the one now having lost its sight in one eye trying to flee. Oh fuck you. Paws took off after him and before he could disappear into the treeline, ivories clamped down on the base of its tail. A growling yelp came from its lips as she yanked and braced her muscles. Woman swung her head, claws gouging the Earth, in an effort to swing the scavenger around and propel him into the tree next to them. She was met with success as its bodies crumpled at the base of the tree and she moved in to break its neck. Two down, one to go. Carrying the limp body over, she dropped it onto the carcass of the other before turning to find the last one still laying limp in the grass. Good. No more running. She rolled it over and jaws wrapped around either side of its spine at the base of its skull and jerked her head to break it as well. Three for three. Hell yeah did that ever feel good. Woman had managed to only suffer some minor wounds. Side of her neck was bleeding but likely wouldn't scar while hind leg had a slight limp in it and tongue bleeding cause her to constantly be swallowing in order not to choke on her own blood. All in all, she had done pretty well considering the numbers. Paws carried her and the limp body the short distance to the border and tossed it across before turning back to retrieve the other two bodies. Fitting both tails in her jaws, woman took the time to drag them across the border and into the courtyard. The effort left her breathing heavily and tongue lolling out, leaving puddles of blood and saliva dotting her tracks. Grabbing the last body, she returned home for the last time before slumping against her pile of kills.
Sides heaved as Smug attempted to steady her breathing while legs quivered from the efforts of today. Not only did she defeat these three idiots, she had also trained hard this morning AND yesterday. Body was hating her at the moment but it was soooo worth it. She felt a tinge of pride at herself and she was buzzed from the high of her successes. It hadn't brought back any disturbing memories or unresolved feelings. She hadn't fretted or hesitated. The Soldat had just done what she had needed to do. With that the woman drifted into sleep once more, completely forgetting that she should present their tails to the Tsar. Probably no one would know what she had accomplished today. It didn't really matter though, she knew and that's what was important.