02-18-2021, 04:58 AM
Winterhymns had been preoccupied for the most part, he had been doing his newer duties as a gladiator and keeping track of all his children. A soft breath leaving his maw as he stopped tending to his garden glancing around only to find a smile forming on his maw, he was quite proud with what he had so far. It was certain that it would be the most lovely garden that existed, he set the watering can to the side of his home stepping into the safety of his home unable to help but find a soft smile on his maw. His home. He didn't believe that he would find a place that he could ever call that... Especially with his past, Winnie passed his bedroom only to drop off his satchel feeling his pawpads grow sore with each step, his nose twitching at the smell of fur and feathers coming from the children's room.
He stepped inside of the room finding a few scattered sticks, feathers, and clumps of fur. The scent of Mazekit lingering with all these items, Win frowned for a moment but simply shrugged deciding that he would start to clean up the mess while he was there. It took him a moment to realize that some of it was sticky with glue, he raised a nonexistent eyebrow wondering why his son had needed glue to begin with though he didn't dwell on the thought for long as he threw away the remnants of whatever had been left within the room. He noticed that there was a small trail of it heading out of the house, Win assuming that the boy had went to show off whatever he had made. He stayed where he stood for a few moments, he couldn't push away this small amount of worry that was beginning to form within him.
Picking at each of the pieces, Winterhymns began to see where his some could have gone. The feeling only getting worse when he realized that the boy hadn't gone to the beach, he felt dread starting to climb into his chest but he shook his head trying to stay optimistic about this. His son was probably a little farther along, he found less and less of the trail but the man could still find the kitten by his scent. Suddenly, the distant screaming made the fur along his spine begin to rise and he recognized that scream. The very same one when Mezrith had brought the dead body of Medusa for everyone to see, dropping whatever he had did the gladiator sprint forward. His heart racing in his chest and he could feel tears beginning to prick at his eyes when the scent of blood brushed against his nose. "MAZEKIT! MAZEKIT!" He began to yell then the screaming of his child had stopped, he found himself skidding to a halt at where the kitten had jumped off seeing what his son had crafted.
With sight blurred by tears, he found a way to get down to his son not caring if a few of the jagged rocks had cut into his pawpads. Winnie stumbling forward and pulling his child from the water only to hold him in his arms for a moment, his breathing growing quick and hitched. He began to get lightheaded, a broken sob leaving him as Winter pressed close to Mazekit feeling his entire body beginning to shake with ugly sobs, he closed his eyes tightly trying his best to keep himself steady but it was growing hard with each passing moment. The second time he looked at Mazekit... It wasn't him... But a different kitten with a creamier coat and she wouldn't move. Why wasn't she moving? Winnie felt his body continuing to tremble as breathing grew a bit harder but he managed to whisper out with a weak cry "T-Trufflekit..."
Roseveil had been excited to become a mother, she could recall telling her brother and parents of the news. She had tried sharing the very same news to her husband but he had dismissed her, Rose having been disheartened by that yet she figured that he was a busy man. She had already thought of several potential names on her own. Days becoming weeks and weeks becoming months. Soon, her due date was approaching. She was nervous about it. The last few weeks having been stressful and her husband began to grow harsh towards her, it was almost as if he didn't love her anymore. It made Roseveil Pendragon wonder what she had done wrong to upset him yet she did not have time to make ammends not when the contractions began to make her stay in one place.
Just as it had started, it was over. Two kittens laid before her, Rose not realizing what was wrong with them at first as she named them quietly in an exhausted voice "Timberkit..." She decided to name the small tomkit before turning to the shekit unable to smile tiredly as she murmured "And Trufflekit." The mother had a tired mindset, she had barely gotten much sleep the last few days and when she called for her husband. He arrived to see what his wife had called him for, Rose had been happy to see him in that moment but before she could get a word out. He spoke in his solemn voice. They're dead. She felt a frown on her maw shaking her head as she began to protest that they were asleep and then she felt one of their bodies. They were cold. He didn't linger for long and turned away with a sigh of... Disappointment? She was unsure as her eyes stung with tears, the new mother crying for the loss of her kittens. What had she done wrong? Why her?
"Timberkit... T-Trufflekit... M-my babies... my babies... T-trufflekit..."
"Truf... Mazekit..." He sobbed out quietly only to feel his nose begin to scrunch up "No... Not t-this time... You won't t-take him away from me too..." He hissed silently to no one in particular as he checked for a pulse and once he had done that he nudged his son onto his back gently before beginning to push a bit at his belly to get the water that the kitten possibly swallowed out, he stopped then proceeded to do this again. He got close to the kitten as he did a bit of a CPR method, whenever he moved away to see if the boy would breathe by himself, the gladiator would mumble "Come on, mein liebling..." Winnie wasn't going to lose one of his kittens this time, he was determined. It would absolutely destroy him if one of his children ever died.
"Bitte wach auf, mein Schatz."
He stepped inside of the room finding a few scattered sticks, feathers, and clumps of fur. The scent of Mazekit lingering with all these items, Win frowned for a moment but simply shrugged deciding that he would start to clean up the mess while he was there. It took him a moment to realize that some of it was sticky with glue, he raised a nonexistent eyebrow wondering why his son had needed glue to begin with though he didn't dwell on the thought for long as he threw away the remnants of whatever had been left within the room. He noticed that there was a small trail of it heading out of the house, Win assuming that the boy had went to show off whatever he had made. He stayed where he stood for a few moments, he couldn't push away this small amount of worry that was beginning to form within him.
Picking at each of the pieces, Winterhymns began to see where his some could have gone. The feeling only getting worse when he realized that the boy hadn't gone to the beach, he felt dread starting to climb into his chest but he shook his head trying to stay optimistic about this. His son was probably a little farther along, he found less and less of the trail but the man could still find the kitten by his scent. Suddenly, the distant screaming made the fur along his spine begin to rise and he recognized that scream. The very same one when Mezrith had brought the dead body of Medusa for everyone to see, dropping whatever he had did the gladiator sprint forward. His heart racing in his chest and he could feel tears beginning to prick at his eyes when the scent of blood brushed against his nose. "MAZEKIT! MAZEKIT!" He began to yell then the screaming of his child had stopped, he found himself skidding to a halt at where the kitten had jumped off seeing what his son had crafted.
With sight blurred by tears, he found a way to get down to his son not caring if a few of the jagged rocks had cut into his pawpads. Winnie stumbling forward and pulling his child from the water only to hold him in his arms for a moment, his breathing growing quick and hitched. He began to get lightheaded, a broken sob leaving him as Winter pressed close to Mazekit feeling his entire body beginning to shake with ugly sobs, he closed his eyes tightly trying his best to keep himself steady but it was growing hard with each passing moment. The second time he looked at Mazekit... It wasn't him... But a different kitten with a creamier coat and she wouldn't move. Why wasn't she moving? Winnie felt his body continuing to tremble as breathing grew a bit harder but he managed to whisper out with a weak cry "T-Trufflekit..."
Roseveil had been excited to become a mother, she could recall telling her brother and parents of the news. She had tried sharing the very same news to her husband but he had dismissed her, Rose having been disheartened by that yet she figured that he was a busy man. She had already thought of several potential names on her own. Days becoming weeks and weeks becoming months. Soon, her due date was approaching. She was nervous about it. The last few weeks having been stressful and her husband began to grow harsh towards her, it was almost as if he didn't love her anymore. It made Roseveil Pendragon wonder what she had done wrong to upset him yet she did not have time to make ammends not when the contractions began to make her stay in one place.
Just as it had started, it was over. Two kittens laid before her, Rose not realizing what was wrong with them at first as she named them quietly in an exhausted voice "Timberkit..." She decided to name the small tomkit before turning to the shekit unable to smile tiredly as she murmured "And Trufflekit." The mother had a tired mindset, she had barely gotten much sleep the last few days and when she called for her husband. He arrived to see what his wife had called him for, Rose had been happy to see him in that moment but before she could get a word out. He spoke in his solemn voice. They're dead. She felt a frown on her maw shaking her head as she began to protest that they were asleep and then she felt one of their bodies. They were cold. He didn't linger for long and turned away with a sigh of... Disappointment? She was unsure as her eyes stung with tears, the new mother crying for the loss of her kittens. What had she done wrong? Why her?
"Timberkit... T-Trufflekit... M-my babies... my babies... T-trufflekit..."
"Truf... Mazekit..." He sobbed out quietly only to feel his nose begin to scrunch up "No... Not t-this time... You won't t-take him away from me too..." He hissed silently to no one in particular as he checked for a pulse and once he had done that he nudged his son onto his back gently before beginning to push a bit at his belly to get the water that the kitten possibly swallowed out, he stopped then proceeded to do this again. He got close to the kitten as he did a bit of a CPR method, whenever he moved away to see if the boy would breathe by himself, the gladiator would mumble "Come on, mein liebling..." Winnie wasn't going to lose one of his kittens this time, he was determined. It would absolutely destroy him if one of his children ever died.
"Bitte wach auf, mein Schatz."