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Post by Fluffy on Jul 1, 2009 15:05:32 GMT -4
(Nami x Shark - Mixed Breeding) Hasn't it been such a long time? It really has.. The last litter - our only litter - was born such a while ago. It's been years.. Now a sudden want for another litter? Well, only one pup. A girl, hopefully. Rillia, that's the name in mind. No, not to replace the third son. Just an addition to the family. A little young one to care for.. The light blue volpe shuddered at her own thoughts, lost deep within her own mind. Cyan eyes looped upon her with utmost concern. If it was so hard on her, why not just go back to the dens? But that she-volpe.. She had too much of a will. Stubborn, even. At least the pack wasn't here to see her in such condition. Gently, he pushed his muzzle against her nape, as if to shake her out of that trance. It seemed to work, her fur pricking at his touch, her head swinging around to see him. " Rillia", her voice suddenly came, " I want a Rillia" " Of course, Nam, Rillia it is then", his rusty voice assured, " Now come on, let's walk around some eh?"
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Post by Fluffy on Jul 1, 2009 19:05:56 GMT -4
Sometimes it just seemed a bit hard to comfort her..
He could see a dreary cloud follow above her head as she agreed to walk with him. Perhaps she was thinking of their lost one? That had to be it. This garden brought forth the memories.. Good and bad alike, memories all the same. The joy of their only litter and the devastation that one didn't survive.. It wasn't an easy thought to avoid.
However..
They must move on. Though one isn't to forget the past, grieving of it just makes the pain worse. She seemed to be making progress. Rillia. That was a charming name. It had a nice ring to it at the end. Rill - ee- ahh.
"Where'd you come up with the name?", the husky volpe's voice said, "It sounds like a bell, Rillia"
A small smile perked on the she-volpe's muzzle as she walked in pace with the male.
"I made it up", her voice chirped, sounding pleased.
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