Post by Satya on Sept 22, 2010 16:41:57 GMT -7
Daya and Sajala the dhole puppies play, and their noise attracts a grown-up dhole, Chiti.
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"Frog. Frog. Frog. Frog!" Each word is punctuated by a pounce from Sajala: Hot in pursuit of - wait for it - a frog. Its extended leaps bring it farther away from the pup, though it does nothing to discourage her. "Frooooog!" She whines after it, imitating its leaps and trying to catch it between her paws like a cat.
Daya is leaping in a playful hunt-chase of her own, albeit a bit of a smaller creature: a grasshopper. Hop! Hop! Hop! Soon, she's within range of her sister. She looks between her hopping hopper and her sister's croaking leaper.
Must run in the family. To Jala's great distress, the frog suddenly...disappears! She can't see that its just taken to a tree trunk. Anyways, her sister is way more interesting, and she's got a grasshopper. Sajala takes off in that direction, she's catching something today and is making no distinction between frog, grasshopper, or sister. Its whatever she hits first!
Daya spots her sister coming over to steal *her* hopper. No! She barks and growls at Sajala as she gets too close to *her* grasshopper! Meanwhile, the grasshopper hops away ...
Where'd it go?? No matter, there's still a fluffy sister to gnaw on. "Rawr!" She takes the growl as a challenge, too-big paws scrambling over each other as she charges.
Daya yap-arps and tries grappling both her forelegs around her sister for leverage. She tries pulling Sajala left and right, trying to wrestle her down, grrring pup-cutely.
Sajala is already un-balanced to begin with, and collapses under the weight of her sister. She tries to push Daya off with her paws, grring and trying to sink little puppy teeth into soft ears and legs. Not going down without a fight!
Daya falls over backward from her sister's push off, grrring all the while. "My grasshopper!" she whines. Err ... grasshopper?
"My frooog!" Jala whines in return, jumping upright and trying to grab her sisters tail in her teeth. "GRR!"
Daya yalps loudly as Sajala manages to get her tail and pinches it in her teeth. She begins crying ...
Sajala releases it imediatly and sits back, abashed, tail between her legs. She didn't mean to make her cry! "Sorrysorrysorrysorry!" She repeats quickly, looking over her shoulder. Doesn't want dad to see she made her sister cry!
Daya immediately strikes back with a pounce. What a meanie, Daya was faking it!
Sajala gives a yelp of her own! No fair! She topples backwards and kicks her legs harmlessly, totally pinned! "No faiiiir!" She pouts.
Daya waggles her tail victoriously. Sajala is often stronger, but Daya's learning to be devious! She lingers several moments. "My frog!" she yaps.
Whaaaaaat? Her frog? /Her/ frog? No way! Jala kicks off from the ground, front paws outstretched to knock Daya back. "/MY/ frog!"
Daya has much to learn about being deviant, as she is taken by surprise by the fight back. She rumbles and tumbles through the dirt and pine needles. And mom *just* cleaned the pups!
Sajala misses mom. Dads fun, but he's just not the same - she doesn't even remember what she smelled like. "I win!" she gloats triumphantly, tail swishing back and forth back and forth.
Daya grrrs and refuses to give up, trying her darnedest to squirm and wriggle under her sister's pin.
Sajala isn't giving up this time. She grrs and uses her superior strength to try and keep her sister down. "MY frog." She repeats, angrily.
Chiti perks up as the wind brings her a rather familiar sound from the distance. Puppies scuffling! But... from over in that direction? What's going on? She pulls herself up and shakes herself out, then starts loping in that direction with her ears up inquisitively to listen.
Daya grunts and squirms and can't muster the strength to squirm away from under her sister, so resorts to trying to nip and gnaw on one of her sister's legs pinning her down. Her ears flick and twitch oddly at the sound of a dhole shaking itself. She tries to look over in the direction the sound came from, but ... well ... she's pinned down on her back!
"Fine." She stands off her sister and sticks her tongue out. "I let you go. This time." She turns her back on her, tail held high and proud, and disappears into the brush. Looks like its nap time!
Chiti is pretty sure she heard puppies - maybe it was something else? The wind doesn't oblige by giving her any more clues until she gets close enough to see two pups wrestling, her tail wags and she smiles happily. So there are little ones here! But what are they doing by themselves? One of them is heading off, now - maybe the rest of their clan is that way. She looks to the one who's left, and says, "Hello, child..."
Daya yalps at the sudden appearance of an unfamiliar dhole. "Hooarrryuuu?" she asks, still on her back and peering upside-down at Chiti. She rolls herself onto her tummy and sniffsniffs curiously in Chiti's direction.
Chiti giggles softly, her tail still wagging. "I'm Chiti. What's your name, little one?"
Daya yips, "My name is Daya." She crawls up to Chiti, sniffing at her. "You smell nice!" she yips.
Chiti smiles, and leans her head down to nuzzle softly along the pup's back, taking in her scent as well. Definitely unfamiliar. "Why, thank you. I try to act nice, too!"
Daya waggles her little tail and sits up. "Have you met my daddy?" she asks. "His name is Sri."
Chiti shakes her head. "Why, no, I don't think I have. Have you and he been around here for long?"
Daya yips, "No. Our clan used to be with others, but we moved away. It was a very long trip! I got very tired from all the walking."
Chiti nods softly. "Well, but now you have nice strong legs, don't you?" she says, and smiles. "I should definitely meet your daddy, though - it's always nice to have more friends!"
Daya yips sadly, "Mommy stayed with the others. I miss her. But she and daddy fought sometimes. Daddy said we should find someplace new and fresh and we would make new friends someday." She presses her little nose into Chiti's leg. "Could you be one of our new friends?"
With a request like that, how can Chiti possibly refuse? She wags her tail and nuzzles down at the little puppy, smiling. "Of course I will! We can be good friends. This is a good place... my clan lived well here."
Daya says, "How many are in your clan? There aren't many with my dad ... most stayed back with my mom."
Chiti sighs, and lowers her head a little. "My clan... most of them got lost. They went out on an adventure, and... they didn't come back when they should have. I don't know what happened to them."
Daya sniffles sadly. "I'm sorry. I miss my mom a lot, too."
Chiti noses in and licks between Daya's ears in a gesture part simply affectionate, part maternal instinct. "I'm sure she'd be proud of you, though."
Daya grunts pleasantly. Its been a long time -- and a long trip -- since anyone has acted like a mother to her. She can't help but nuzzle into the licks. "You /are/ nice," she finally says.
Chiti wags her tail happily as she licks and grooms around those ears and down along the puppy's neck. They could use a good grooming - though, what puppy is ever really neat for more than the three seconds after being cleaned? She smiles at the statement, and nods. "I'm glad I heard you playing.."
Daya has quite a bit of dirt in her fur from having wrestled with her siblings. She licks back at Chiti with her little puptongue. "I'm glad you did too," she yips, wiggling her tail.
Chiti smiles, continuing to lick and groom, and giggles softly as Daya licks back at her. Dhole friendships and clans are held together by just this sort of affection, whether for pups or between grown adults.
Daya rolls onto her back, pawing lightly. "I hope you and dad can be friends," she says.
Chiti nods. "So do I! You can introduce us, right? Like a big dhole introducing friends?"
Daya waggles and smiles. "Of course! I would like to be your friend!"
Chiti smiles back warmly, and nuzzles. "Let's be friends, then."
Daya wig-waggles her tail. "Yay!" She asks, "So where do you hang out?"
Chiti smiles, wagging back. "You see those three trees over there?" she says, with a nod of her head to point. "That's where I mostly stay, when I'm not out hunting."
Daya rolls back onto her belly and looks over. "I will tell my daddy to look for you there, then," she says.
Chiti nods. "That would be very good of you," she says, with another lick between pup-ears. "I'm going to head back there, now, and make sure nobody needs me. You can bring your daddy there to come see me, okay?"
Daya nods and wags more. "Of course! I will, I promise!"
Chiti smiles. "Thank you, Daya! I'll see you soon, I hope..." she says, and turns to pad off away into the woods...
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"Frog. Frog. Frog. Frog!" Each word is punctuated by a pounce from Sajala: Hot in pursuit of - wait for it - a frog. Its extended leaps bring it farther away from the pup, though it does nothing to discourage her. "Frooooog!" She whines after it, imitating its leaps and trying to catch it between her paws like a cat.
Daya is leaping in a playful hunt-chase of her own, albeit a bit of a smaller creature: a grasshopper. Hop! Hop! Hop! Soon, she's within range of her sister. She looks between her hopping hopper and her sister's croaking leaper.
Must run in the family. To Jala's great distress, the frog suddenly...disappears! She can't see that its just taken to a tree trunk. Anyways, her sister is way more interesting, and she's got a grasshopper. Sajala takes off in that direction, she's catching something today and is making no distinction between frog, grasshopper, or sister. Its whatever she hits first!
Daya spots her sister coming over to steal *her* hopper. No! She barks and growls at Sajala as she gets too close to *her* grasshopper! Meanwhile, the grasshopper hops away ...
Where'd it go?? No matter, there's still a fluffy sister to gnaw on. "Rawr!" She takes the growl as a challenge, too-big paws scrambling over each other as she charges.
Daya yap-arps and tries grappling both her forelegs around her sister for leverage. She tries pulling Sajala left and right, trying to wrestle her down, grrring pup-cutely.
Sajala is already un-balanced to begin with, and collapses under the weight of her sister. She tries to push Daya off with her paws, grring and trying to sink little puppy teeth into soft ears and legs. Not going down without a fight!
Daya falls over backward from her sister's push off, grrring all the while. "My grasshopper!" she whines. Err ... grasshopper?
"My frooog!" Jala whines in return, jumping upright and trying to grab her sisters tail in her teeth. "GRR!"
Daya yalps loudly as Sajala manages to get her tail and pinches it in her teeth. She begins crying ...
Sajala releases it imediatly and sits back, abashed, tail between her legs. She didn't mean to make her cry! "Sorrysorrysorrysorry!" She repeats quickly, looking over her shoulder. Doesn't want dad to see she made her sister cry!
Daya immediately strikes back with a pounce. What a meanie, Daya was faking it!
Sajala gives a yelp of her own! No fair! She topples backwards and kicks her legs harmlessly, totally pinned! "No faiiiir!" She pouts.
Daya waggles her tail victoriously. Sajala is often stronger, but Daya's learning to be devious! She lingers several moments. "My frog!" she yaps.
Whaaaaaat? Her frog? /Her/ frog? No way! Jala kicks off from the ground, front paws outstretched to knock Daya back. "/MY/ frog!"
Daya has much to learn about being deviant, as she is taken by surprise by the fight back. She rumbles and tumbles through the dirt and pine needles. And mom *just* cleaned the pups!
Sajala misses mom. Dads fun, but he's just not the same - she doesn't even remember what she smelled like. "I win!" she gloats triumphantly, tail swishing back and forth back and forth.
Daya grrrs and refuses to give up, trying her darnedest to squirm and wriggle under her sister's pin.
Sajala isn't giving up this time. She grrs and uses her superior strength to try and keep her sister down. "MY frog." She repeats, angrily.
Chiti perks up as the wind brings her a rather familiar sound from the distance. Puppies scuffling! But... from over in that direction? What's going on? She pulls herself up and shakes herself out, then starts loping in that direction with her ears up inquisitively to listen.
Daya grunts and squirms and can't muster the strength to squirm away from under her sister, so resorts to trying to nip and gnaw on one of her sister's legs pinning her down. Her ears flick and twitch oddly at the sound of a dhole shaking itself. She tries to look over in the direction the sound came from, but ... well ... she's pinned down on her back!
"Fine." She stands off her sister and sticks her tongue out. "I let you go. This time." She turns her back on her, tail held high and proud, and disappears into the brush. Looks like its nap time!
Chiti is pretty sure she heard puppies - maybe it was something else? The wind doesn't oblige by giving her any more clues until she gets close enough to see two pups wrestling, her tail wags and she smiles happily. So there are little ones here! But what are they doing by themselves? One of them is heading off, now - maybe the rest of their clan is that way. She looks to the one who's left, and says, "Hello, child..."
Daya yalps at the sudden appearance of an unfamiliar dhole. "Hooarrryuuu?" she asks, still on her back and peering upside-down at Chiti. She rolls herself onto her tummy and sniffsniffs curiously in Chiti's direction.
Chiti giggles softly, her tail still wagging. "I'm Chiti. What's your name, little one?"
Daya yips, "My name is Daya." She crawls up to Chiti, sniffing at her. "You smell nice!" she yips.
Chiti smiles, and leans her head down to nuzzle softly along the pup's back, taking in her scent as well. Definitely unfamiliar. "Why, thank you. I try to act nice, too!"
Daya waggles her little tail and sits up. "Have you met my daddy?" she asks. "His name is Sri."
Chiti shakes her head. "Why, no, I don't think I have. Have you and he been around here for long?"
Daya yips, "No. Our clan used to be with others, but we moved away. It was a very long trip! I got very tired from all the walking."
Chiti nods softly. "Well, but now you have nice strong legs, don't you?" she says, and smiles. "I should definitely meet your daddy, though - it's always nice to have more friends!"
Daya yips sadly, "Mommy stayed with the others. I miss her. But she and daddy fought sometimes. Daddy said we should find someplace new and fresh and we would make new friends someday." She presses her little nose into Chiti's leg. "Could you be one of our new friends?"
With a request like that, how can Chiti possibly refuse? She wags her tail and nuzzles down at the little puppy, smiling. "Of course I will! We can be good friends. This is a good place... my clan lived well here."
Daya says, "How many are in your clan? There aren't many with my dad ... most stayed back with my mom."
Chiti sighs, and lowers her head a little. "My clan... most of them got lost. They went out on an adventure, and... they didn't come back when they should have. I don't know what happened to them."
Daya sniffles sadly. "I'm sorry. I miss my mom a lot, too."
Chiti noses in and licks between Daya's ears in a gesture part simply affectionate, part maternal instinct. "I'm sure she'd be proud of you, though."
Daya grunts pleasantly. Its been a long time -- and a long trip -- since anyone has acted like a mother to her. She can't help but nuzzle into the licks. "You /are/ nice," she finally says.
Chiti wags her tail happily as she licks and grooms around those ears and down along the puppy's neck. They could use a good grooming - though, what puppy is ever really neat for more than the three seconds after being cleaned? She smiles at the statement, and nods. "I'm glad I heard you playing.."
Daya has quite a bit of dirt in her fur from having wrestled with her siblings. She licks back at Chiti with her little puptongue. "I'm glad you did too," she yips, wiggling her tail.
Chiti smiles, continuing to lick and groom, and giggles softly as Daya licks back at her. Dhole friendships and clans are held together by just this sort of affection, whether for pups or between grown adults.
Daya rolls onto her back, pawing lightly. "I hope you and dad can be friends," she says.
Chiti nods. "So do I! You can introduce us, right? Like a big dhole introducing friends?"
Daya waggles and smiles. "Of course! I would like to be your friend!"
Chiti smiles back warmly, and nuzzles. "Let's be friends, then."
Daya wig-waggles her tail. "Yay!" She asks, "So where do you hang out?"
Chiti smiles, wagging back. "You see those three trees over there?" she says, with a nod of her head to point. "That's where I mostly stay, when I'm not out hunting."
Daya rolls back onto her belly and looks over. "I will tell my daddy to look for you there, then," she says.
Chiti nods. "That would be very good of you," she says, with another lick between pup-ears. "I'm going to head back there, now, and make sure nobody needs me. You can bring your daddy there to come see me, okay?"
Daya nods and wags more. "Of course! I will, I promise!"
Chiti smiles. "Thank you, Daya! I'll see you soon, I hope..." she says, and turns to pad off away into the woods...