Thread: A Tragedy Unfolds (Javorcek X ClearSight)

You should leave it. Charles frowned as he watched his friend kneel by the body. You don't know what it is. It is innocent is what it is. It always pained Manuel to kill a rogue female, but a pregnant rogue female had been almost unbearable. It was necessary, he knew it, the female would have just kept killing if left alone. There was no rehabilitation for rogue wolves, only death. But the child inside, the swell to the female's stomach was large, the baby might actually survive if he could get it out....he couldn't just leave it in there to slowly die. So he grabbed his knife from his boot and began to cut through flesh and fur, carefully extricating the small form from the womb. It amazed him how ugly babies were, a bunch of sausage links vaguely in the shape of a person and covered in goo. Disgusting or not though, he cleared the baby's mouth and sure enough the infant let out a nice healthy cry. Hrrrmph...well Manuel, now that you have it what do you plan on doing with it? Her, not it. And I don't know...Eva misses being a mother. She constantly terrorizes the twins and their children. He cut the cord, then the old wolf took off his jacket and carefully wrapped up the wailing infant into it. Shhhh shhh little one. I'll take you somewhere safe very soon.. Ah Eva Sandalio, the caretaker of thrown away wolves. Charles shouldered his pack and took a step towards Manuel and the baby, his bad leg much more apparent when he had a weight on his back. He peered down at the baby that looked like any other, but still, he wasn't so sure. For your sake I hope that thing doesn't grow up into a monster. ----- We'll take her. The words were out of Anna's mouth before she had even thought them through. She had only been holding the baby for a few moments but already the young wolf didn't want to let her go. The youngest Sandalio looked up, blushing a little bit when she saw that all eyes were on her. They were at her parents' for one of their family dinners. Her father had unveiled the baby that he and Eva had been taking care of for a week. Her mother seemed happy...though a bit reserved at the prospect for raising this creature for the next few decades. Her parents were older, they wouldn't have the energy to deal with this baby when it grew older and became a little terror....her older siblings both had kids, she was the only one left, it only made sense that she take the baby. Well...Clara and I will be getting married in a few months, we both want kids eventually...why not now? Anna smiled, looking like a natural mother as she stood there in the kitchen, the baby sleeping in her arms. For all of her science background it may seem funny to know that the girl believed in things like destiny, and now that she thought that her and Clara were meant to be the mothers of this orphaned pup, there was no convincing her otherwise. ---- Caitlyn! What're you doing?! Anna rushed over and scooped up their three year old that had somehow gotten into Clara's makeup and was now using the lipstick and eyeliner to draw on the wall. She had turned her back for 5 minutes to get dinner into the oven and had come out to the living room to see the little one being an artist. Drawing! Caitlyn smiled, obviously not sensing her mother's irritation. Drawing mommies! The girl said, excitedly pointing at the wall. Anna sighed tiredly and turned to look at the drawing. There were three lumpy looking squiggles on the wall, two much taller than the one in the middle. Yes you drew mommies very nicely. But you don't draw with mama's make up and you don't draw on the walls. Crayons are for drawing, not make up. We'll have to clean it up after mama comes home and gets to see. Clean it? Ah... No. No clean it. Caitlyn shook her head and wriggled her way out of Anna's arms so that she could stand protectively in front of the drawing. We're not going to clean it now sweetie, just later... Seeing that Caitlyn wasn't going to budge, Anna decided to try a different route. Well while you stand there all night I guess I'm going to go play with your crayons and draw something amazing for mama... That got the little girl's attention. She dropped the lipstick and eyeliner and sped off towards her room so that she could dive into the toy chest and grab her crayons. Anna chuckled and picked up the discarded items and then went to get Caitlyn some printer paper so that they could draw together while they waited for Clara to come home. ---- Clara? Clara what's wrong? Anna got up from her seat when she saw her mate come into the dining room, pale as a sheet. She knew that her wife had just gotten off the phone with her family, she had heard French words drifting into the dining room from the living room. She hadn't been expecting the news to be so terrible. Anna had only met Clara's sister a handful of times but the woman had seemed very nice, as had her husband. I'm so sorry, love. I'm so very sorry. Anna held onto her wife tightly when she finally managed to tell her what had happened, rubbing her back and trying to soothe away the pain. The moment that Clara began to cry, Caitlyn started to do so too, the little girl was so very sensitive. The sight made Anna's heart break but she knew she had to be strong for Clara right now. So she kissed both her girls on top of the head and then scooped up Caitlyn and guided Clara out of the dining room and towards the living room so that they could all curl up on the obscenely large sectional that was the same one from Clara's college apartment. ---- Mama's coming home today, are you excited? Anna was in the kitchen rolling out some fondant. Caitlyn was next to her, standing in a chair and sneaking pieces of marshmallow when she thought her mother wasn't looking. Anna liked to bake, Caitlyn liked to help, and Clara liked to eat the unhealthy things that they made. She figured that her wife could use something sweet as a pick me up after her long flight back. Part of her had wished that she had stayed with Clara for the extra week she had stayed in France to deal with her sister's estate after the funeral, but she had to come back home early, not liking to be separated from Caitlyn for so long even though the girl was having fun at Abuelo and Abuela's. Uh huh. Mommy can we make mama a purple cupcake? Only if you can tell me how to make purple. Ummmmmm. Caitlyn's brow furrowed because the question was extra hard. Mommy always asked her lots of questions, she said they made her smarter. With...pink? Nope. Green? Na uh. Blue?! Anna smiled and got out the blue food coloring. Blue and one other color. Uhhhh...purple! You're trying to make purple silly! Anna chuckled. What other color, besides blue, makes purple? Red? Hey you got it! She knew it was a guess but eventually the guesses would stop being guesses and turn into sure answers. So she brushed off the powdered sugar from her hands, took out the red food coloring, and handed both to Caitlyn to hold. Don't open them yet. Anna's voice turned hard and firm, and Caitlyn knew she better obey the order or else she would upset mommy. Now just wait and I'll - Clara! Anna brightened, so focused on making sure that Caitlyn didn't spill food coloring all over the floor that she hadn't even heard her come in. Mama!! Caitlyn smiled and held out her arms expectantly, wanting her hugs and kisses too. Clara shushed them both, but Anna was still radiating excitement. She returned the kiss eagerly, arms wrapping around her mate in a big hug, Caitlyn growing impatient of waiting for her hug and just wriggling her way between the two of them. I missed you too. The wolf whispered, confused as to why they were being so quiet. But when Clara said that Chris was here and Anna's eyes widened. Really? Your mother let you take her? She hadn't thought that the proud French Chaumonts would let a pureblood be raised in America by a rebellious daughter that had married a mutt such as Anna.