( Research )

-[]-So. Saw a RP thread on the forums that asked for a character's nightmare. Naturally, I don't post on the forums cause I'm a sissy. However, I do post on my LJ. 

It's been awhile since I last wrote and It really did feel good to just... Write. Anywho. Enjoy. Feel free to comment.-[]-

Revelations.

I suppose that is what one could call it... The past few months have been... Interesting.


This journal was given to me and as I read it... Hmm. Very interesting.

Tomorrow is my birthday.

Takchawee Kodoheart
Knight of the Ebon Blade, Guardian of the Scales of the Storm and ...Pet.


-[]-It's my B-Day tomorrow! The 25th! Hooooray! :3-[]-

 

( Deathchill: Chapter Six )

 

-[]-I still think this chapter is pretty messy compared to the others I wrote... It's basically the Story Softpaw and I wrote about 3-4 years ago? I'm not exactly sure. I kinda cut it up and edited to make it so it fits this diabolical scheme.-[]-

( Deathchill: Chapter Four )

 

-[]-Alright. So. I haven't gotten anyone to really proofread this but it's fine. I'm gonig to post this!!! Notl ike it matters, really. Dustwing (Omnomnom) was probably the last person to read this, my last post in.. March? Oh gods. So. Hare goes. Yayz.

Why Deathchill? Well.. It's one of my more favorite moves as a Death Knight. Most tanks don't get it but there was NO WAY in HELL I would pass up an oppurtunitty to get Garaunteed Crits on all targets... 3-4k Howling Blasts on Unlimited number of mobs is simply... Fantastic. Anywho. BACK TO THE MAIN REASON WHY I'M HERE TODAY.-[]-

-[]-Alright... Unnamed title. Story about Takchawee. I'm planning to write a lot.. Soo.. Go ahead. Read if you want. Feel free to leave comments. Also, don't forget to check back entries. I'm planning to add a prologue thing to the front but we'll see. My goal is hopefully do a chapter a week but we'll see how that goes. -[]-

My day was uneventful.

I wished Ebon, the rest of Thundering Hammer Clan and their Allies good luck as they ventured off in the Depths on Magtheridon's Lair and afterwards into Serpent Shrine Caverns.

I do hope they are fine. It's almost midnight and the end of my miserable birthday. If one good thing came out of today I created a sweet strawberry cake which is what I am devouring now as I write.

Another year gone by, Takchawee. Another year... Maybe next one, huh?

Many moons ago... On this very day, I Was brought into this world. Born in a pit of my rotting parents and many other dead beings, I Was released from the womb from my mother, probably near death.

It is funny to think that maybe I had a Lucky Star in the sky. I have seen many things over the year. In many ways, I should have been dead years ago, but somehow, someway, I've managed to survive. My skills have been developed into something that I am proud over and continue to develop.

I have found happiness in the forms of my best friends, lovers, children and the fighting that surrounds. Maybe I am crazy... Maybe I am insane.  Maybe, but I hardly care. So long as my body works... No many how many birth dates go by... I will do as I've always done.

Gods, I'm hungry. And not for food. Not for blood or battle... Ugh...

No one knows about my Birthdate... But maybe some have researched. It's not really something I give out. I don't expect wild presents or anything. Because expecting only leads to being disappointed.

Ah well... Maybe I'll get some love tonight... Until then, I need to gather the materials to recraft the Kodoheart Executioner.

That trip into Desolace was a huge waste of time and energy...

My head hurts. I wonder if what I wrote even made some sense... Ah well...

((Yay. Happy Birthday me.))

Desolace.

  I've AT LAST found time to write in my journal!

I'm busy as Hell and enjoying it! I wake up constantly to the soft wails of my calves in the morning, and only hope they don't bother poor Ahka or Ebon too much. They nurse from my breasts, I dress them and take them out on walks in the mornings...  It is wonderful.

Ahka has been feeling a bit under the weather recently, so I've been taking care of him when Ebon is out fighting and usually alongside her It's truly wonderful to be included in these sorts of things like a family. In return, Ebon also helps take care of my calves when I need to go out and about. She truly will become a great mother one day when she and Ahka decide to have calves.

With Winter Veil just around  the corner, I'm wrapping up my shopping. I'm almost just about done collecting what I need for Ebon's gift. Ahka's was finished long ago, a fairly simple project. Not the mention I got them both a "Shared" present. I'm sure it'll be a bit of a shock for poor Ahka, but what the Hell? I'm happy as can be these days.

 Samhuinn(Yes,  I'm getting him a stupid present whether that bastard likes it or not) and I even got Amber something. I'm still searching for the perfect gift for Leviathos though... I wonder what he would like... Hrmm...

Gods!  It's great to be so busy! To feel alive and wanted. Ahhhh... I do not think I regret my choice. I'm so much happier.

Oooh! Anshe is wailing. She must be hungry.. And when she's hungry Musha is right behind her.

Mmmm... This is great...

***

He stood there in his full glory... Nordrassil Raiments, clean and tidy.

Nakota "Softpaw" Kichalo Riverhoof. The Father. The Druid. The Healer.

Takchawee didn't know what to think of it. Was this... Real? Was this just another dream? She did the only plausible thing she could think of.

She ran to him, arms held wide as tears ran down her cheeks, the happiness overwhelming her. The wet morning grasses were trampled under hoof as she dashed to the only father she ever knew and when she got there, she threw his arms around him and he did the same, the daughter and father laughing happily as they embraced tightly.

Just a few hours.

She glanced to her side and saw Lucent and Maelstrum approaching in their own vestaments, wrapping their massive arms around both their father and sister, hands intertwined. Takchawee felt the love of her first family again, her body warming up to the embrace.

Just a few hours.

Another turn of her head and there stood Apada. However, he wasn't alone. A female she didn't recognize was locked paw in paw with her other father, a smile on both their faces as they nuzzled each other. And then... Three other Apadas: One was glancing about, licking his lips wildly. Another was simply staring, eyes filled with malice and hatred. The last was smiling slightly, nose twitching as it took in various scents before shifting into a lion and sittin-

***

"T'wee!" someone cried.

Instantly, The Iron Vixen was slapped back to reality, able to just barely dodge Fathom-Lord's swing of his mace.

"Father...Brothers..." She growled and continued to fight, raising her shield to deflect the impact of the next blow. She held steady, her body quivering. She would always fight. She couldn't stop. Too much was at risk. Her family. Her calves. Her friends.

She needed to ensure the most peaceful future she could, whether they liked it or not. It was only a few hours. The rest of the time, she was in Ebon's and Ahka's tent or with Leviathos, calves always in paws

Just a few hours. She'd seen other mothers work during that time... Hadn't she?

Just a few hours.

-[]-Inspired by Softpaw's post... <3's Paw. -[]-

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I want to ring the two of them by the neck and simply strangle them. They bother me so much! Even after our long, discussion yesterday, I do not feel any different. I simply acted like it had made a difference.

Samhuinn said he would try to "trust" me. What the Hell does that even mean?! He is such a pansy. He really needs to get over the fact I beat him up in the Dire Maul Arena many months back. Feth! Males are so damned stubborn!

But none are as stubborn as Ambershanks. Gods! "You can't take the calves, Tak." Oh, feth you I can't! He assumes that he has it so damn hard. Maybe if Amber hadn't fethed up with his previous child, or Samhuinn hadn't been such a coward and ran from Apada they wouldn't have the two of them as enemies. Leviathos isn't a threat to me at all and I aim to prove that silently.

I should have never stayed with them; I wouldn't be in this situation. Never  should have said I would be part of such a dysfunctional 'family.' And now that I want out, they don't want me to go. They need me to protect their sorry asses or something stupid like that. Well, no more. They can be on their own.



At least, Ebon can  understand me. I let her cradle my children last night. She seems like a natural born mother and watching her really calmed my soul. I opened up a bit more as we both shared some more stories about our pasts while I fed my calves. The more I know about her... And the more she knows about me, the more shocked I get as our similarities become evident. There is minor tidbits here and there that separate us, but other than that... Maybe my family was a break off of the Thundermoon Tribe? I find it doubtful, but it's certainly possible. Plus it's fun to think about.



Why can't they be like this? Why can't they be like Ebon who I would trust the lives of both of my calves with as well as my own. I know she would trust me with her life. Why can't they just let me and the calves go? I do care about my calves greatly, but I fear more and more with their well-being as well as my own with Amber and Sam. I understand I need to make sacrifices and am taking the needed steps to do so.. But why can't I be happy? Why must I suffer as being unhappy while the calves grow up?

I will not separate Anshe and  Musha from each other, as Amber silently suggested yesterday as he shoved Anshe into my arms. I bore both of them for many months. And during those months I tried to be the best I could to fit in with them. Their love was too strong, impossible to split into me. I want to do what's right for my children as well as myself and that's leaving. Naturally, they don't give a damn. I know what's right for my own children.

Gods damn those two bulls for bringing me into this. I already had enough on my plate. I didn't need any more. If it comes down to it, I won't be afraid to use force to get out.

I won't be going back.

Ugh... The rage is building again just writing about them...

-[]-An entry a day... Keeps... The... Uhh... I dunno. >>; Just feels good to write.-[]-

It's a fickle thing... This "Love."

I feel anyone can "love" another, without devoting their entire strength and will into one person. The only problem is meeting other's with similar thoughts. Perhaps, I am just incredibly strange that I think this.

We met again. Leviathos and I. The conversation was serious this time and as I reflect it in my head, I'm not sure what to think. He first informed me of the events the other night. I wasn't involved in a bar fight. In fact, it wasn't a fight at all really. I laugh about how gullible I was that entire day. First Apada knocked me out cold and then Leviathos decided to slip something into my drink that clearly had the potency of one of Ebon's "Tauren Sized" mugs.

Ahhh.. Ebon. That wonderful doe! And Ahka as well! Both sexy! Grrrrowl! Ebon mentioned a few nightsago that the Bluffs do not feel like home anymore. Perhaps she will be leaving them sometime soon. Ahka seems to be doing a whole lot better and I've been lending my paws whenever I can to help them out. It's the least I can do for my Lovely Friends. I often find myself bringing them cooked kodo meat and what drinks I can get my paws on, but nearly all of the time, they have their own needs satisfied. But hey, it's the thought that counts right? Haha!

Sorry, I went on another tangent... Back to the Booze and Levi.

That's all it took for him to drag me into one of the tavern rooms and ra... Yes, that's right. He ra...We made love. I'm not sure what to think honestly. He seemed incredibly truthful and it must've been good if I ended up with bruises. On other hand, why would someone go so underhandedly to give me a promise I asked when I was an Apprentice of his? His calves. I mean, I just HAD two of my own! Am I really ready for more?

Suprising, Broken Horn (As Navre Called him)... Feth.. Navre. Where are you?! I'm worried sick that she did something terrible. I got a note in my mailbox that was increasingly disturbing. I do hope she is well. She needs love, just as much as I do. I offered, to sate her lust but she denied. I'm not sure exactly why, but I can only assume that her want for Zanik is the reason. They both seem... Odd. Both WANTING the same thing but neither willing to take a step.. and when one does.. The other backs away. Damn.

But back to the topic of Broken Horn or Leviathos... He said that if he were to give me his calves... He would drop eveything; Being a Blighter, namely of course. He would want to ensure the survival of his own calf. He even said that we could be mates and be a family. It's all quite, daunting to know that someone who has lived a lifetime of wickedness would suddenly jump into this, wanting to set aside his wrongs and take on a whole new lifestyle... It's a huge risk if I decide to risk it...

I took that risk with Amber when I first left Leviathos. I respect Amber and Samhuinn, greatly. They care about the children.. But they care so much that they make mistakes. I feel like they've left me out of their inner circle and I'm sure I mentioned this earlier is some other entry so I won't delve into it much in this one. Amber's current and possibly the least thought plan was to take the calves to the Caverns. Gods... The Infinite Dragonflight... Doesn't he understand the danger? I sit and watch when I know I should be going... My calves... Fucking stubborn Bulls!

Leviathos... Can I live through another lie? Possibly more pain and misery than I'm experiencing now? Or will it be a wonderful thing to finally love and be loved? Hmmm...



I smell Ebon Thundermoon. Perhaps I should speak to her.


-[]-Another post early in the morning... lulz >> ;-[]-

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