// safe and sound [abba]

[lady shady]

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that I’ve adored, oh

The wind whistled above the top of the valley, pulled through the icy teeth at the top as if through a giant comb. Under his thick winter coat, Laoch was warm. The sun shone here down in the valley, but the winds could not reach the small family of three that stood in its center. Just as well. He wouldn’t want Rita to catch a chill. He smiled gently at his firstborn daughter playing in the snow and kicking up the drifts, a dark shape against the icy white. She was precious to him, another soul to protect and a constant reminder of responsibility.

Lao turned to Repla, standing beside him. ”Our pretty daughter sure takes after her mother, doesn’t she?” He felt peaceful here, enough so to afford a bit of playfulness. They had spent the fall months here after Rita had been born, sheltered from the war. They were safe here—after all, he remembered, this land was his now, in return for his service. Lao sighed softly. He knew that he would have to return to battle soon, the problem was getting Repla to agree to stay here. But for now, for today, he would simply enjoy being here with his family. It was amazing, he mused, how they had gone from one, to two, to three, all in the span of little more than a year. Now that he had a mate and a filly, he wasn’t looking forward to being alone again. Rubbing his muzzle gently along Repla’s forehead, he sighed again, though this time to himself. Repla could tell when things were bothering him, and he wanted her to stay happy. Just for today…

--behind the post--
so, we kinda missed the window with another sibling for Rita—they can wait if you want, since he has to go to war again anyways xD

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[Abba]

Look for the girl
with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile, and she will be loved

Repla laughed as Lao made a comment about their daughter. "Yes she most definitely does," she said with a sort, allowing her head to rest against his shoulder and then watching as Rita raced through the snow, tripping a few times before falling and then pulling herself back up. But Lao was worried. Something was bothering him. "What's wrong, hunn?" she questioned, nudging his shoulder after his rubbed his muzzle against her forehead. She was feeling much better - her thick winter coat slowly beginning to come back, the fuzz obviously appearing as the falling snow collected on it. But, Rita was also beginning to fuzz up. It wasn't long before she became bored though and called out to her father, "Daddy! Daddy! Come play! Come play!", and then bolting forwards in an attempt to get up the hill only to tumble back down ad let out a short laugh as she stood up and shook the snow off of her coat. "Come on, Daddy! You're slow!" she teased, flicking her tail and looking up at him expectantly.

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==into the mind
.185 words
.Repla and Rita = so cute[/size]

[lady shady]

I'm trying to put it all back together
I've got a story and I'm trying to tell it right
I got the kerosene and a desire
I'm trying to start a flame in the heart of the night

Lao pretended not to hear Repla’s question, only briefly nuzzling her neck before trotting after Rita, having the time of her life rolling about in the snow. ”Slow? Now who called Daddy slow?” he mock roared, slowing his steps to chase her through the snow, careful to avoid getting caught up in those fragile legs. Her giggling was enough to make him smile, and he beamed down at her as she tumbled into the snow, gently brushing the stray flakes off of her tiny body. ”Is that a Rita down there?” he murmured teasingly. ”Because I could’ve sworn that she called Daddy slow—would you happen to know anything about that, missy?”

--behind the post--
mreh. Short :\