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Kisukari had recovered from the trauma of her labour slowly, but she had been attentive to her cubs. She had made sure, even in her pain and slow recovery, she had spent time giving love to each and every cub as they grew. She wanted to show Bousvor that she could do this. He would not take her cubs away from her. They may not be perfect in everyone else's eyes, but they were absolute perfection to her.

She rested outside Bousvor's den, her cubs either in the den or outside playing in the sunshine. She would have to go and hunt soon, bring back food for them and for Bousvor. The addition of her babies had increased her workload infinitely more but she didn't regret them.

She would raise them with pride.

Little Egil, known to his family only as Leif, was a petite boy. He was more than a bit skinny and weak looking. However, he wasn't going to let that hold him back.

He was crawling on one of the large rocks outside the den, his eyes squinted as he struggled to focus his gaze. He was wiggling and puffing, but he yowled everytime his mother offered to help him. No! He was going to do this on his own.

He huffed as he slowly slid down the rock, his tiny claws unable to grip, and he slowly came to rest on his behind on the dirt. Ugh!

Kisukari giggled lovingly as she watched her sweet Leif push his limits. She wanted the best for her cubs, but they needed to push themselves too. She couldn't protect them always.


((OOC: Family RP! There is no posting order, feel free to jump in whenever you want or sit this one out. No pressure, just wanted to have some cutesy family RP with the babies c: ))

Small Pilvi, known only as Helhvit to the pride, was exhausted already. He had explored some, but his chest seemed tight and he was prone to coughing a lot when he tried too hard to run or wrestle. He watched his siblings, trying to keep his breathing even. Leif was climbing, and Nuo was being at least encouraging.

Pilvi didn't want to choke on the air again. It hurt and it made him want to sleep a lot, so he huffed and watched. Maybe, one day, he would be able to climb without wheezing, but he doubted it. He gave a small cough and stretched out to figure out a game that didn't involved climbing or running or anything else that he could share with his siblings.

Small Hildegard, known to her family as Margarethe, wasn't so small compared to her siblings. She was on the relatively "average" size, so much as the sickly litter was concerned, which was still comparatively puny compared to other Stormborn cubs. Her disabilities were not of a physical nature, but of a less than subtle mental persuasion. Perhaps it was the lack of oxygen during birth or a genetic disposition - who could say.

All that was known was that Margarethe was strange.

She hung back inside of the den where as the rest of her siblings were keen on exploring. The little one didn't want to go out there, but then, she didn't want to stay here. She had seen the worst things when she would peep outside from the safety of her mother's paws, and now they wanted to go outside?

Oh no. No no no no no.

Kisukari noticeably tensed when Bousvor appeared, but she forced her muscles one by one to relax. She wasn't afraid of Bousvor. He might hurt her, but she knew where she stood with him. There was a familiar kind of fear that came with Bousvor, though she would die before admitting she was at least a little afraid of him.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye as he spoke, watching him eat the gazelle and feeling her stomach rumble. The cubs were still on milk, but she had given up a lot of her body weight to producing said milk. While she had been pudgy during her pregnancy, she could feel her ribs poking through ever so slightly. She was exhausted, and she felt like she was running on nothing.

"They are perfect," Kisukari said to Bousvor, her tone firm and not at all submissive.

He might be her master, but she was not his slave, after all.

She smiled warmly at the tiny little Gili that approached her. She reached out a paw and drew the characol girl towards her front paws. "Hello my precious Gili," she said softly, giving her a few cursory licks to clean her mane.

She glanced down at Meja when she whimpered, and similarly drew her pale sand coloured daughter to her paws as well. "Goodness, you are cold," she said, dramatically. "Come cuddle me and Gili! Quick, Gili, help me warm Meja before she turns to ice!" She giggled, practically ignoring Bousvor, before a tiny hint of deviousness came to her mind. She lent down to whisper to her daughters, though keeping her tone loud enough that Bousvor might hear, "you know if we're really lucky, the Captain might cuddle with you too! But he's not very warm, I think he's made of ice actually..." Although Kisukari was grateful for Bousvor allowing her to keep her cubs, she was not going to make this whole process easy on him.



Egil blinked slowly, trying to focus his gaze on who had spoken to him. The blurr of brown gave her away, and he smiled goofily at Nuo. "You wanna try too, Nuo?" He asked, rising to his paws to try and climb the rock again.

He could see two white blurs, one by the den and one stretched out on the ground, but he couldn't tell which one was Pilvi and which one was Hildegard.



((I'm really happy that you guys are interested in family RP <33 I love this family.))

Cari purred as her mother pulled her in for closer cuddles. She felt the warmth radiating into her. Nothing was more soothing then the cuddles her mother gave her. All the comfort she had drained out of her when her mom suggested she go cuddle the boss man.

"No momma he is scary." Cari whispered up to her mother. The male had never done anything to harm her or scare her but he was just so large compared to the tiny cub. She was pretty sure she was only the size of ONE of his paws. She did have to admit though that because of the very size of him he probably would be very warm, his fur certainly looked thick. Cari pushed her was further into her mother and sat back waiting to see what her siblings would choose to do.

Gili gave a short, bright laugh at getting drawn in close by her mother, purring softly at the few cursory grooming licks to her mane. Ah, she loved her momma something fierce. Bousvor's presence didn't seem to overtly bother the little ashen cub, though he was mighty big and her momma's master, Captain Boss Man. He hadn't ever done anything mean to her family. He seemed nice enough, just darn near giant. For a moment, while still snuggled up in her mother's paws, she turned her sharp, dark eyes over the Captain's way, considering the whispered suggestion offered to her and Cari. "Mmmm," She drew out thoughtfully after a long moment of weighing her options. He did look mighty climbable, what with that big, fluffy mane of his and his thick fur to boot. Maybe his markings could act as a map of good places to hold on to as she scaled him? She was feeling just about okay enough to try, but, at present, she was pretty darn content to remain nestled with her mother and her sister. "Not right now, momma. Maybe later. I'm needed here more!"

Cari was downright frigid after all! Her sister needed her! So, Gili scooted closer to her fairer sister and snuggled against her too. "I'll help cuddle you to warm you up, Cari," She whispered to her chilly sibling as she curled against her and their mother. Gili didn't know if it was just her, but it didn't take her too long in the sun to warm up, so the youngster was happy to share some body heat with her sister. "Ice Captain can wait," Gili stated softly with a little nod of certainty. He couldn't really be made of ice, could he? Well, she supposed a climb would clear that up. Ice was slippery. His mane and coat didn't look slick or anything.