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 Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 1:21 am
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"Oh dear," Peep said and then laughed merrily, not at all insulted by his instinctive opinion on her tribe. Not everyone was cut out to be parent and many of the kin that dwelled in Swamp had little time for those they considered weak. It was why her Mothers were so important.
"I have had many foals but my first clutch was four Totoma and one Acha. I was younger then and very frightened. Yes, scared for myself but mostly for my babies. It was a hard pregnancy and a hard birth. If it wasn’t for a doe that appeared just when I needed her, with healing herbs and comfort, it might not have ended so well."
Her voice was soft and her expression far away with memory. "Just because someone cannot take care of themselves, does not mean they are worth less than anyone else. Just because someone is weak, does not mean they always will be. Nor does it mean that in their weakness, they have not developed other strengths that should be cherished."
She looked up at him, eyes bright. "It is not awful to care and love, to devote myself to those who need it more than others. But that is my opinion… and I still think the foals would enjoy playing with you."
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 5:52 pm
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He listened to what she had to say, patiently- but found it hard to agree. His movements were languid, surprisingly loathe to find themselves in a position to end the conversation. The Acha doe was interesting to say the least.
"Did all of them survive?" He asked, curious as to the fate of her first clutch. And the way she phrased it- "have you had more since then, also?" The questions were voiced as soon as they appeared. Flesh was not the type to choose his words carefully. He cared little for the impact of his words on others' emotions.
He elected not to say anything in response to Peep declaring that everyone had some type of worth. Flesh was a firm believer in letting nature take its course, and weakness was not something that should be enabled or encouraged- whether it be physical or mental. A kin had to be strong and tough to withstand the challenges of the Swamp. A collection of tough kin were certainly more worthy than one strong kin supporting several weaker ones.
His returning gaze was as bright, but not in a hopeful sort of way. His eyes were harsh and firm. "It is not awful for you to do what you think is best," it almost sounded like he was correcting her. "Unfortunately, I do not 'play', so you surely must be mistaken- I would bring no enjoyment to the foals."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 12:18 pm
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Although he did not know it, Flesh's thoughts grudgingly mirrored Peep's. This casual debate was nice; it was certainly different than the predictable solitude and silence within his dank cave. The dragon would never, never verbalize his following thought- in fact, he captured it before it could flit too far- but he was enjoying their conversation. Companionship was nice provided it was sparing.
Fire Made Flesh was impressed with Peep's declaration that all her children were alive and well. There must be a strength within the Acha that he could not see. Perhaps she was right, to an extent, that strength was not as black and white as he once thought. Surely there must be some merit to her earlier declaration if she had successfully birthed and raised three separate clutches. "That's a lot of children," he mused, idly wondering just how many had been birthed with the aide of this so-called Club.
"I have indeed had the chance to play," he retorted. "Children will be children, whether they are the blood of a dragon or not- and I do have children," he admitted. The fact that he did not see much of any of his extended brood was a tidbit left unsaid. The aged buck gave Peep a sidelong glance as they strolled leisurely, not increasing his pace when the Acha seemed to speed hers... with a bounce? He almost laughed. Her energy was almost infectious. "You are well suited to this club of children," and that was as much of a compliment as the crotchety dragon would ever give. "You should play, and I will watch." It was a concession, though perhaps not as much as Peep was hoping for. Either way, it seemed the spirited little Acha was softening the old man.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 1:47 am
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"Oh!" Peep said, at first in surprise and then with a laugh. "I should have known." It was a compliment, though she didn’t make it too obvious, just gave a knowing nod, quietly imagining have quite a number of suitors. There was something about him, even if the gruff attitude, that was instantly appealing.
"Thank you," she dipped her head gratefully at his compliment. His concession, though small, was more than enough. His presence at the tribe, witnessing the daily workings and perhaps seeing just how much worthy the children were of love and protection, was all Peep desired.
"It’s a deal," she chirruped, winking playfully.
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