The Cub's Den
You enter the round, cozy room. It is about the equal to a nursery. However, the windows are open, and wide, so the small cubs can go in and out with ease. But they are easily shutted. There is easy access for wolves, and little practice slings and other weapons litter the ground, like toys. A lithe figure slides through the window, trailing smaller ones.
The figure smiles at you, pushing hair out of her eyes. Her hair is a dark purple, and cut short, with longer strands falling into her eyes as bangs. "Hello. My name is Nightshade."
One of the cubs jumps up on her back. "Aaaaaaeeeeeeeaaaah!!!! Did I scare you, Nightshade?"
Nightshade turns a fond smile on the clinging cub. "No, Nightsky, you did not. Not this time. Perhaps when you get older, you will learn not to draw in your breath so loud." The cub pouts slightly at the gentle reprimand, and then jumps down, to join the game the others's are playing. Nightshade once again turns her attention to you. "We take turns taking care of the cubs. Today, obviously, is my turn. I am Darkmoon's sister, who is Brightstar's lifemate. That," she points to the little cub who had jumped on her, "is their son, Nightsky."
The little cubs continue for awhile longer, before their attention was diverted by you, a stranger. They walk over, their slanted eyes staring at you. Many of them have cuts and bruises, as thier play was not exactly gentle. The two smallest approach you first. One of them is Nightsky, though you do not recognize the other. They could be twins, with the same black hair and wide eyes. The other cub speaks first.
"Hi! My name is Pantherpaw! This is my cousin, Nightsky!"
Aaaaaaah. Cousins. That would explain the resemblance, but the cub continues. "Well, were not really cousins, but our mother's are soul sisters. So that sort of counts, doesn't it? Oh yeah, my mother is Bolt and my father is Sunstone. Nightsky's is Brightstar and Darkmoon." Pantherpaw smiles one of the cutest smiles you have ever seen, and grabs Nightsky's hand to go do something else.
Anouther small cub approaches you. She has red hair, and glimmering green eyes. "Hi. My name is Branchblossom and this is..." She turns to face a nonexistent person. "Hey! You said you would come with me!" Two little girls blush.
"I was but then..."
"Well, I..."
Branchblossom scowls. "I'm Branchblossom, and my mommy is the healer, Birdsong, and my father is Marshwillow. Those cowardly spawn of humans are Poppypetal and Ladybug."
"Hey!!!"
"You're one to talk, you who moves so slow that a no-limbed treewee is faster than you!"
Branchblossom flames at the insult. "I'm going to get you, Poppypetal!" The two ran around, out of, and on top of the small nursery.
Ladybug laughed. "They do this all the time. They really get a kick out of it. Of course, sometimes Branchblossom gets frustrated, she's younger, but she has her moments."
"Ayoooah!!!" There is a thud, and a loud, "HA!"
"I suppose this is one of them." Ladybug grins and then swings out the window to join her friends.
A small boy with silvery blue hair appears out of the shadows, holding a small wolf cub. "Hi. I'm Spiderweb." The young elf puts the wolf down and plays with it. "This is my wolf-friend Lightning." Spiderweb sits and absentmindly pets the wolf's fur. "My mother and father died when I was very little. I don't remember them very well." But then the small face lights up, and he nuzzles the small wolf. "But I have Lighting, and the tribe takes good care of me. I am happy here."
Nightshade appears again, and you talk for a little while and then leave.
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