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dragonjournal) wrote2011-01-27 11:41 am
dragonjournal) wrote2011-01-27 11:41 am
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Bingo Spam #3
Title: Packs and Packing
Prompt: Sunset Stroll
Rating: G
Summary/Warnings: Jenith/Bear universe
“JENITH!”
Her head popped up out of the golden grass that swayed in the late evening breeze. She leaned down and grinned, holding a finger to her lips in a quelling gesture.
“BEAR!” She ran through the grass and headed toward the massive wolf-man that had bellowed for her.
Around her, the late summer grasses were bent almost double with seed. Somewhere, larks called and a pheasant ran through the tunnels built under the grasses. A rabbit’s ears poked up briefly before it disappeared into a hole in the ground.
Jeni jumped over a rotting log and flung herself at the large wolf-man and was caught out of the air in a huge hug that made her ribs creak. He smelled of grass and wind and sun. She buried her nose into the heavy ruff around his neck. Her fingers tangled in the thick coarse fur at the base of his skull.
“Where have you been little djinn?” Zukel’s tone was almost scolding, but Jenith knew better. He worried for her. Even though she lived here, among his pack, there were still those that would do her harm.
“Out with the cubs.” She admitted.
Zukel had brought her here, instead of leaving her around the palace, for her protection. She still wasn’t sure what she was being protected from, but she trusted Zukel to keep her safe.
“The – OOF!” He stumbled and dropped her instinctively.
Jeni giggled and scrambled out of the way as the cubs attacked Zukel. He was a favorite of the youngsters, because he got down and dirty with them and saw nothing wrong with tickling them into submission.
Her giggles turned into outright laughter as he went rolling around with the four that she’d been out working with. None of them were trying to hurt Zukel, just get him to submit to their superior numbers. They’d asked her to wish them to victory but she’d been learning over the last year: wishing was all well and good, but should only be a last resort. Not only that, but it was dangerous, because djinn could wish for things, but the Powers were the ones that decided how those wishes were granted.
And the Powers could be cruel.
Jeni yelped and had to scramble out of the way as the pile of wolf-men and cubs rolled too close. She stood on top of the log and continued to laugh.
She jumped on Zukel at the end and helped the cubs pin him to the ground. “Submit, Bear.” She grinned triumphantly.
He huffed out a dramatic sigh. “I submit. You’ve bested me, and now hold my life in your hands.”
The cubs let out howls of victory, dancing around. Then, they let Zukel up if he promised to tell them stories tonight around the fire.
“Alright you pests. But it’s time to go back.” He sat up and held Jenith on his lap for a moment. When they went whooping and yipping in celebration off to the pack, he shook his head. “You’ve done well with them.”
“They’re a lot of fun.” Jenith said, watching after them. “And, it’s just playing.”
Zukel chuckled and rolled to his feet and then set her down. “It’s time for dinner, little djinn.” He put a hand on her shoulder. “Walk back with me.”
“Are you leaving again?” He hadn’t lost his position in the Royal Guard, just taken a leave of absence. He left her with the pack when he returned to duty. She missed him.
“We’re leaving.” Zukel corrected. “It’s time to take you back. You’ve reached the age of majority, and the King has declared you heir of the Hakkun estate.” He squeezed her shoulder gently. “We can leave when you’re ready.”
Jeni sighed. It seemed every sunset walk with Zukel ended with her traveling yet again. Someday, she was going to find out if he did that on purpose.
Prompt: Sunset Stroll
Rating: G
Summary/Warnings: Jenith/Bear universe
“JENITH!”
Her head popped up out of the golden grass that swayed in the late evening breeze. She leaned down and grinned, holding a finger to her lips in a quelling gesture.
“BEAR!” She ran through the grass and headed toward the massive wolf-man that had bellowed for her.
Around her, the late summer grasses were bent almost double with seed. Somewhere, larks called and a pheasant ran through the tunnels built under the grasses. A rabbit’s ears poked up briefly before it disappeared into a hole in the ground.
Jeni jumped over a rotting log and flung herself at the large wolf-man and was caught out of the air in a huge hug that made her ribs creak. He smelled of grass and wind and sun. She buried her nose into the heavy ruff around his neck. Her fingers tangled in the thick coarse fur at the base of his skull.
“Where have you been little djinn?” Zukel’s tone was almost scolding, but Jenith knew better. He worried for her. Even though she lived here, among his pack, there were still those that would do her harm.
“Out with the cubs.” She admitted.
Zukel had brought her here, instead of leaving her around the palace, for her protection. She still wasn’t sure what she was being protected from, but she trusted Zukel to keep her safe.
“The – OOF!” He stumbled and dropped her instinctively.
Jeni giggled and scrambled out of the way as the cubs attacked Zukel. He was a favorite of the youngsters, because he got down and dirty with them and saw nothing wrong with tickling them into submission.
Her giggles turned into outright laughter as he went rolling around with the four that she’d been out working with. None of them were trying to hurt Zukel, just get him to submit to their superior numbers. They’d asked her to wish them to victory but she’d been learning over the last year: wishing was all well and good, but should only be a last resort. Not only that, but it was dangerous, because djinn could wish for things, but the Powers were the ones that decided how those wishes were granted.
And the Powers could be cruel.
Jeni yelped and had to scramble out of the way as the pile of wolf-men and cubs rolled too close. She stood on top of the log and continued to laugh.
She jumped on Zukel at the end and helped the cubs pin him to the ground. “Submit, Bear.” She grinned triumphantly.
He huffed out a dramatic sigh. “I submit. You’ve bested me, and now hold my life in your hands.”
The cubs let out howls of victory, dancing around. Then, they let Zukel up if he promised to tell them stories tonight around the fire.
“Alright you pests. But it’s time to go back.” He sat up and held Jenith on his lap for a moment. When they went whooping and yipping in celebration off to the pack, he shook his head. “You’ve done well with them.”
“They’re a lot of fun.” Jenith said, watching after them. “And, it’s just playing.”
Zukel chuckled and rolled to his feet and then set her down. “It’s time for dinner, little djinn.” He put a hand on her shoulder. “Walk back with me.”
“Are you leaving again?” He hadn’t lost his position in the Royal Guard, just taken a leave of absence. He left her with the pack when he returned to duty. She missed him.
“We’re leaving.” Zukel corrected. “It’s time to take you back. You’ve reached the age of majority, and the King has declared you heir of the Hakkun estate.” He squeezed her shoulder gently. “We can leave when you’re ready.”
Jeni sighed. It seemed every sunset walk with Zukel ended with her traveling yet again. Someday, she was going to find out if he did that on purpose.