Quil Ateara
Dazzled
Werewolf, Wingman Imprinted on Claire Titan
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 23, 2008 23:04:16 GMT -5
Quil felt a warm tingle on his cheek when Claire patted her hand that she had kissed over it. She was so sweet and almost angelic too him. To him she was like an angel, giving him reason to exist. Quil had discovered the meaning of life after meeting Claire; she was his meaning. It did pain him seeing her mother still crying, any child would be affected by that, and he also cared about Emily's feelings, being friends with both her and Sam.
He smiled as Claire told her mother about how Quil liked to play. "Yes, Quil likes to play with Claire" He told her, feeling awkward just standing here holding her with the audience of disapproval. "What game do you want to play next?"
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Claire Titan
Dazzled
Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 27, 2008 18:54:54 GMT -5
Claire clapped her hands again and smiled easier when Quil said he was ready to play again. It didn't matter what game they played; she knew that Quil would be good at all of them. She wondered which game he would like. There were so many that mama liked, maybe he liked them too. Plus, she wanted to show that Quil was fun to play with, so she would stop being so sad. She put her hand around Quil's neck and the other on his shoulder. "Dance, Qwil," she demanded, smiling widely. She bounced in his arms, waiting for him to start whirling her around like mama did. They didn't need music or anything, mama always made her own.
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Quil Ateara
Dazzled
Werewolf, Wingman Imprinted on Claire Titan
Posts: 160
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 28, 2008 0:36:55 GMT -5
Thesmile on Claire's face was all the reassurance that Quil needed to know that staying was the best thing in this situation. If he was still making her happy, than it had to be the right thing to do, and Emily's sister would have to see that..wouldn't she?
Quil laughed as Claire instructed him to dance. "Dance? Okay, lets see, what kind of music should we dance to?" He asked her as he started beat-boxing, supporting her body with one arm while using his other hand to take her small hand in his and moving it back and forth to the beat as he swiveled his hips. "Or maybe something with more of a melody?" he asked, trying to see what she enjoyed. He started humming softly the song of an old Quileute tribal song that he remembered his grandfather teaching him when he was just a boy. He swayed with Claire to the music.
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Claire Titan
Dazzled
Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 29, 2008 1:05:37 GMT -5
Claire bounced off beat from Quil's first song as he danced with her hoisted mid-air, smiling widely though his song sounded silly and weird. She had never heard a song like that, and she thought the sounds he was making with is mouth were funny. She tried to mimic him, but only ended up being able to stick out her tongue and give him raspberries. It didn't quite sound the same, but it was fun doing it all the same and it made her laugh. When his finished his song, he started a new, softer one that reminded Claire of the times her mama took her out to sit in the grass and play with her toys. It was fun playing by herself sometimes, but Quil would like it too. She didn't know what he was saying, it sounded stranger than what people said sometimes. Claire put her head down on Quil's chest under his chin again. She smiled softly again as she heard the soft vibration of his song through his chest.
Emily was still comforting her sister, whose tears were still streaming, as they both watched Quil and Claire. Claire's mama had calmed down a bit, watching her daughter and the young wolf interact with increasing astonishment. She still wasn't sure how this worked, or if there was any way to stop it, or if she should stop it, but there was no denying that there was something special there. Her watchful gaze soften as she saw her daughter dance with Quil as his song changed to a a fluid language that was vaguely related the the Makah.
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Quil Ateara
Dazzled
Werewolf, Wingman Imprinted on Claire Titan
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Post by Quil Ateara on Jan 1, 2009 15:06:37 GMT -5
Quil laughed as he watched Claire dancing and trying to make the same sounds he was making. She seemed to enjoy what he was doing which gave him an amazing feeling. He didn't think he could stand it if he were ever to upset her or make her cry. He smiled as she leaned her head against his chest. He never wanted to let her out of his arms, though he knew at some point he'd have to. He'd enjoy the feeling of having her so close while it was there. He knew he could keep her safe while she was in his arms. Quil continued softly singing the Quileute song, his eyes flickering over to Emily and her sister every so often, wishing he knew if they'd ever understand. He was grateful Emily was there to help him deal with Claire's mother. Emily may not like the idea of Quil imprinting on Claire, but he knew she understood what happened, and that it wasn't anything that was under his control.
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Claire Titan
Dazzled
Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Jan 3, 2009 0:49:51 GMT -5
Claire's mother willed herself to stay rooted where she stood, watching Quil rock her daughter back and forth. She couldn't upset her again by trying to take her away again, but she also could not stand to increase their distance. She would be interrogating Emily and her Sam for a couple of hours, and then move onto Quil himself. She wanted to believe that this was a bad dream, but how could it be when her daughter looked so happy and peaceful? Without realizing it, she was now leaning on Emily for the support she would need, and Emily had put her arm around her sister, wiping her tears with the other.
Claire's hands gripped Quil's shirt as she was blissfully danced with as the soothing sounds of his voice. Her head was gently atop his chest, feeling the music through her body. The day had been very short, but Claire'e eyelids were suddenly very heavy and they drooped over her happy brown eyes. As the song from Quil's heart filled her own, Claire sighed happily as she slowly fell into a peaceful slumber where she saw images of Quil and his warm arms around her.
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