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Post by Autumn Devine on May 17, 2009 4:06:20 GMT -5
Autumn sat at the bottom of her bed, Adele in her arms. It was the middle of the night, and for now the child was quiet, but Tam sat up, hugging her, stroking her soft features and crying over her. "hush my baby." She whispered. "no ones going to take you again, I'll look after you now, no one will hurt you- my baby, my baby." She cooed.
Autumn was sick and it had been building for a while now. The guilt, the secret of what she'd done. On the outside she'd been strong, as she always had, but inside her mind had begun to crumble. She'd held Abel more, played with him more, and the same went for Adele. She'd been over Freya's a lot more often that the wolves were happy with, always touching the baby, always picking her up.
"my baby."
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Post by Perrin Jonsan on May 17, 2009 4:13:51 GMT -5
Perrin woke in the middle of the night, restless in a dream. He lay still, letting his eyes adjust to the nighttime darkness, listening to the soft breathing in the room. Perrin slid from the bed, not wanting to wake Freya he moved carefully across the room and down the stairs to find himself a drink.
On his way back up the stairs Perrin noticed the door to the nursery was open, and for a moment a frown lined his brow. He faulted for a moment, and went to check on Adele. Perrin got to the doorway and realized it smelt wrong; "Shit."
"shit." Of course, his next place to check was in with Isla-
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Post by Bails on May 17, 2009 19:46:39 GMT -5
Isla wasn't asleep of course but she didnt have the baby either. She was painting her wall with a murmal of her family- Daddy wasnt going to be happy. Smeared in paint, she was just finishing Ms Freya with baby Delly.
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Post by *Gem* on May 17, 2009 19:50:43 GMT -5
Perrin pushed the door open and frowned at her. "What are you doing madam?"
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Post by Bails on May 17, 2009 19:55:55 GMT -5
"Look Per, its our pack family!" She jumped down off the bed. "You like it?"
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Post by *Gem* on May 17, 2009 19:59:05 GMT -5
"Very nice- Wheres Delly Isla?" He asked now.
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Post by Bails on May 17, 2009 20:02:54 GMT -5
She paused, scratching her cheek thoughtfully and covering in skin in the goldy color. "Sleeping?"
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Post by *Gem* on May 17, 2009 20:05:21 GMT -5
Now he started to worry. "Then you should be too-" he told her, and pointed to the bed. "Come on misses, or Ill tell your dad."
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