Written By Shae
Dec. 16, 2018, 1:51 p.m.(3/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Kedehern
My forced bed rest has seemed to affect Mal a bit, he has been rather grumpy and a huge brat as of late. Acting out, he recently took hair clasp of mine, that was given to me by a dear friend. Thankfully the person he decided to "give" it to, was a kind and honorable. Thank you again, Lord Kedehern, for the return of the hair clasp.
Written By Shae
Dec. 9, 2018, 11:04 p.m.(2/23/1010 AR)
We recently had a goat die in childbirth leaving her kid behind, Reigna let me take the kid to care for it. I had told Adalbern all about it, and apparently he thought I actually meant a baby, as in a human baby. That was a bit funny when he came over to might Rime. And found it he was not a baby, but a kid, as in a baby goat. Vigga was excited though, and I let her help me feed Rime.
Written By Shae
Dec. 9, 2018, 3:09 p.m.(2/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
Cousin, I am so glad that we were able to spend the day together.
Written By Shae
Dec. 2, 2018, 11:36 p.m.(2/8/1010 AR)
I had originally left, needing a break from the city, but have returned perhaps sooner then I or my family thought I would. But I am happy I have, and I hope to catch up with them more in the coming days.
Written By Shae
Dec. 2, 2018, 11:27 p.m.(2/8/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Adalbern
I am not wee.
Written By Shae
Nov. 24, 2018, 12:09 a.m.(1/18/1010 AR)
If it harms the pack, it should be killed. If it can be eaten it should be. If it can't it should be left to rot away from the dens. There are more packs than mine, more families, some are small, some are large. They have the right to fight, eat, breed, love, sleep, same as me. Enough space in this world for everyone to do this, for families to live as they please. It confuses me that some choose to take territory when they don't need it, when it does not threaten. It doesn't make sense.
There's room enough in this world for everyone. Threats must be dealt with, but after? What's the point in killing cubs too young to know they're meant to be my enemy?
There's room enough in this world for everyone. Threats must be dealt with, but after? What's the point in killing cubs too young to know they're meant to be my enemy?
Written By Shae
Nov. 17, 2018, 12:18 a.m.(1/4/1010 AR)
I have a black ribbon. I need to practice at the range more. I am incredibly proud of my charges; a woman couldn't ask for more noble beasts. I'm very tired. Fear is a monster in your own head, it waits, though, it only comes at me in the dark.
Bed awaits. Good night.
Bed awaits. Good night.
Written By Shae
Oct. 29, 2018, 2:43 a.m.(11/22/1009 AR)
There was a bee. It was on a fence post and it was barely moving. I brought it inside, tucked against the fur of my coat.
It died and I wept, true tears, staring into my palm. Its details were soft, its wings golden. I felt sad for it, that it was so far from its sleeping kin, lost but not lost.
I woke up. My face was wet and I didn't know what to feel. I still don't.
It died and I wept, true tears, staring into my palm. Its details were soft, its wings golden. I felt sad for it, that it was so far from its sleeping kin, lost but not lost.
I woke up. My face was wet and I didn't know what to feel. I still don't.
Written By Shae
Oct. 25, 2018, 9:41 p.m.(11/16/1009 AR)
It's cold at night in the kennels. We have a few skinny pups and I've lined their beds with very soft, very warm under-leggings and underwear stolen from Papa Norwood.
Note: Lady Rosalie was very helpful in her lessons. I snuck in a out and only one kitchen-maid saw me. Oh, and a guard who's dog I'd helped train. Also, Reigna, I didn't steal the tarts but I stole them from the person who took them first because I found them in his bedroom while I was stealing his underwear.
Note: Lady Rosalie was very helpful in her lessons. I snuck in a out and only one kitchen-maid saw me. Oh, and a guard who's dog I'd helped train. Also, Reigna, I didn't steal the tarts but I stole them from the person who took them first because I found them in his bedroom while I was stealing his underwear.
Written By Shae
Oct. 23, 2018, 11:59 p.m.(11/12/1009 AR)
I was given a book. It's written with me in it, I'm a wolf that doesn't smile. It is beautiful. I can't put it down. I don't want to. What a wonderful gift.
Written By Shae
Oct. 19, 2018, 3:04 p.m.(10/22/1009 AR)
A new cub to train up, an intelligent mongrel with promise. Brindle coat, heels to Daegmund like Daegmund heels to me. Good instincts for a partner for my shepherd. The Iron Guard kennelmaster has an eye for spirit and brains in the beasts he fosters. Good skills for a fellow in that position.
I need to write home. Daegmund's parents and siblings should be closer. I've a mind to continue that Work, it's time.
Side note: the cook told me a joke today. It made me laugh, and when I did, some of the kitchen staff laughed too, but not until after I did. I asked why, the cook explained to me that they told me the joke last week. I don't remember, but .... it made me laugh too. I know my memory is terrible since I came home, but it bothers me little; I remember the important things. The cook hugged me. She said it worried her in the beginning, my poor memory, I've known her for years, she said 'you're different' and then said 'that's not a bad thing.' Made me think of Mother, who says something similar.
Accepting my changes isn't hard; accepting the changing world around me is. I want to find the overlap, balance is important, it's how the world works, when it tilts back and forth, one side, other side, a rhythm, a balance.
It was a good joke. Something about unicorns and horny knights. I look forward to hearing it again, for the first time, next week.
I need to write home. Daegmund's parents and siblings should be closer. I've a mind to continue that Work, it's time.
Side note: the cook told me a joke today. It made me laugh, and when I did, some of the kitchen staff laughed too, but not until after I did. I asked why, the cook explained to me that they told me the joke last week. I don't remember, but .... it made me laugh too. I know my memory is terrible since I came home, but it bothers me little; I remember the important things. The cook hugged me. She said it worried her in the beginning, my poor memory, I've known her for years, she said 'you're different' and then said 'that's not a bad thing.' Made me think of Mother, who says something similar.
Accepting my changes isn't hard; accepting the changing world around me is. I want to find the overlap, balance is important, it's how the world works, when it tilts back and forth, one side, other side, a rhythm, a balance.
It was a good joke. Something about unicorns and horny knights. I look forward to hearing it again, for the first time, next week.
Written By Shae
Oct. 18, 2018, 5:45 p.m.(10/20/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
I think Geralt felt threatened by my beard and stole it. If we time the next competition for early spring I should have a better one with proper dyes so that the beard matches the ...
... What's the saying? 'Matches the drapes and the curtains'.
Scholar, did I say that right?
... What's the saying? 'Matches the drapes and the curtains'.
Scholar, did I say that right?
Written By Shae
Sept. 16, 2018, 11:26 p.m.(8/13/1009 AR)
I got to play with one of the kitchen-maid's babies today. Her first, about ten months old, she says. It's a muffin in a dress and it coos and giggles and smiles no matter what I do. It all started with pretending to be a dog and snuggling at her neck and her hair (it seemed to be a good place to start). I paused on her eyeball, snuffling at it with my nose and that brought out the most of the laughter. Lots of pulling at my hair too, I should have expected that but puppies don't have hands.
Still. I liked her. I look forward to a dozen such siblings, Papa-Norwood and Mother. Get on it.
Still. I liked her. I look forward to a dozen such siblings, Papa-Norwood and Mother. Get on it.
Written By Shae
Sept. 16, 2018, 11:21 p.m.(8/13/1009 AR)
An addendum to my last: Human puppies that -aren't mine-.
Would a longer honeymoon help, mother?
Would a longer honeymoon help, mother?
Written By Shae
Sept. 16, 2018, 11:21 p.m.(8/13/1009 AR)
It's been a fortnight and still no word.
I need human puppies to play with, dammit.
I need human puppies to play with, dammit.
Written By Shae
Sept. 16, 2018, 11:19 p.m.(8/13/1009 AR)
We have puppies in two stages: the cute adorable still-mostly-stuck-in-a-pen kind, and the chew-through-everything-cute-bark-impersonating-dumplings-on-legs kind. They are sweet and fun at these stages, but I rather like them as more sedate grown-ups. I can trust Daegmund to curl up with me and nap and not worry about him getting stuck in my boot while I'm trying to sleep.
Written By Shae
Sept. 14, 2018, 12:13 a.m.(8/7/1009 AR)
Someone mentioned siblings in passing earlier today. A brief glance over some of the journals written earlier today and yesterday and the day before suggests this has been the topic of late.
To my knowledge, I have no siblings. But when I asked my stepfather Norwood if he meant to sire children with my mother, his answer was, and I quote, 'My dear, yes'. This was after a coughing fit, I don't think he expected me to ask, but I was quite curious. It never occurred to me, however young my mother is I wasn't sure if she meant to have more children. I am thankful I've not put her off the notion.
So, here is to siblings: may I have at least a dozen.
To my knowledge, I have no siblings. But when I asked my stepfather Norwood if he meant to sire children with my mother, his answer was, and I quote, 'My dear, yes'. This was after a coughing fit, I don't think he expected me to ask, but I was quite curious. It never occurred to me, however young my mother is I wasn't sure if she meant to have more children. I am thankful I've not put her off the notion.
So, here is to siblings: may I have at least a dozen.
Written By Shae
Sept. 9, 2018, midnight(7/22/1009 AR)
The simple act of holding a hand can be as intimate as soft words amid naked, tangled limbs.
Written By Shae
Sept. 8, 2018, 11:59 p.m.(7/22/1009 AR)
I have a father again. It's not the same, but it's still quite nice. I enjoy it.
They liked the pillow. That makes me happy.
I hope they have many fat puppies.
No, scholar, I meant 'babies'. The human puppies. Yes.
They liked the pillow. That makes me happy.
I hope they have many fat puppies.
No, scholar, I meant 'babies'. The human puppies. Yes.
Written By Shae
Sept. 8, 2018, 2:51 p.m.(7/22/1009 AR)
I'm wearing a dress. A dress that was made for me and purchased by a friend. He was thoughtful enough to include leather boots to match. It's meant for the wedding.
These kinds of garments are impractical. I recall more than a year ago, I loved such gowns, fragile things of thought and gossamer that snag on anything sharper than a foul word. It is soft, detailed. Beautiful too, as these things go. It .... it suits the circumstance. Or it will.
I rucked it up around my hips in the Kennels, bound it up with my belt to keep it out of the way. It didn't even wrinkle. None the worse for wear.
A thoughtful gift.
Thank you.
These kinds of garments are impractical. I recall more than a year ago, I loved such gowns, fragile things of thought and gossamer that snag on anything sharper than a foul word. It is soft, detailed. Beautiful too, as these things go. It .... it suits the circumstance. Or it will.
I rucked it up around my hips in the Kennels, bound it up with my belt to keep it out of the way. It didn't even wrinkle. None the worse for wear.
A thoughtful gift.
Thank you.
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