A Night with Vapor and Onai by puffyfluffy < Submission

Keywords male 1290549, female 1174992, cub 315302, wolf 206084, male/female 106836, m/f 44418, bedroom 21527, night 18186, crying 15702, pup 8026, family 7545, pain 6591, wolves 5117, nighttime 3019, kitchen 2371, no sex 1428, home 1001, bonding 534, memories 465, mastiff 442, family bonding 430, tibetan mastiff 290, implied death 285

This is part of "Return of Jag Tiger" series, so make sure to start there first!

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Sunday October 16, 2016

Vapor moaned as she opened her eyes to the dim light of the moon coming through the windows. A soft bump against her back. “Fang? Baby?” Vapor asked quietly in her sleep daze then seconds later another bump. She gulped, “Fang?” She said again as a shiver ran down her spine.
“Daddy? Daddy home?” Onai asked loudly. Vapor gasped and then closed her eyes. Vapor sat up in bed. Both Onai and Luna slept beside her. Actually it was the other way, Vapor was sleeping with her pups in their bedroom. She looked over at Onai, his two different colored eyes glowed in the dim light of the moon.
“No he’s not sweetie,” his mom replied.
“When he coming home?” Onai asked quietly, knowing that his sister was asleep just next to him.
“I don’t know,” she replied. She exhaled and then inhaled. “Onai why are you wake sweetie?” She asked.
“I hungry,” he replied.
“I told you to eat more at dinner,” Vapor reminded him.
“I no hungry then. I miss daddy, mommy,” Onai replied. Vapor swallowed hard trying to hold back tears.
“I miss daddy too sweetie. Come on, we’ll get you a little bit to eat,” Vapor said and got off the bed. She picked him up and quietly left the bedroom, as Luna continued sleeping in the bed. The clock outside of the room showed just 3:10 AM. She woke up to her being bumped at the time that Fang usually did his nighttime ritual. A shiver ran down her spine. Her body shook and shivered. She felt weird. As if someone or … something … was watching her. Onai hugged his moms neck and snapped her out of it.
“Mommy? You okay?” He asked.
“Yeah sweetie. Sorry. Just a litt…” She stopped after she glanced at the clock again 3:20 AM.
“Mommy?” Onai asked again.
“I’m sorry sweetie. Lets get you something to eat.” She said and smiled. She wondered what just happened. Did she just stand in the hallway for ten minutes? She broke out of her thought as Onai hugged her. She smiled at him then walked down the hallway, down the stairs and into the kitchen. She pulled a banana out of one of the condolences gift packs. She sat Onai at the table and sat down next to him. She peeled the banana and pulled off a small piece and handed it to him. She watched as he put it in his mouth and chewed it. She took a bite from it then pulled off another piece and she continued this. It was two days after the attack. She was still trying to cope with everything that happened. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply and then exhaled. She repeated the process a few times. Willow told her to do that to help her relax. She felt lips on hers. A kiss. A soft and gentle kiss. Almost similar to Fang’s kiss. She gasped and opened her eyes. Onai stood on the chair and smiled at her.
“You okay now mommy?” He asked.
“Did you kiss me?” She asked.
“Yes,” he replied and giggled.
“You silly boy come here,” she replied with a giggle. He stuck his arms out. His mom reached around him and pulled him up onto her side. They walked out of the kitchen and back upstairs. She exhaled and opened the bedroom door. Fang’s and her room. She stepped inside and sat Onai on the bed. She walked up to Fang’s desk. It was slightly cluttered, but nothing too bad. She picked up a piece of paper and read it. It was some homework that Fang was working on. She sat it down and moved some more school papers out of the way. Sitting underneath a small pen organizer was a piece of paper. She lifted it the organizer and pulled the sheet of paper.

“Vapor. I love you so much. I know we say it to each other all the time. So many times a day. It never gets old though. From the first time after I claimed you to just an hour or two ago. Thousands of times maybe. I don’t know what I would do without you. Without our pups either. I know that I love you as much as I can. I’d pull my heart out and give it to you if I could. I can’t give you mine, but I can give you something else …”

Vapor sat the paper down. It wasn’t completed. She held it to her chest. Onai sat on the bed quietly watching his mommy. She looked around the desk and found a key. The key to his lock box. They both had one. They agreed to never open the others. To allow a little bit of privacy. She looked up at the box on the top of his desk. She took it in her paw and sat down on the bed. It sat in her lap as she looked at it. Thinking about opening it. Would it even matter now? She thought to herself.
“Mommy what in the box?” Onai asked and sat down next to her.
“I don’t know, it’s your dad’s,” she explained.
“Open it,” he urged.

She smiled at him and ran her paw down the back of his head. She exhaled and put the key into the lock. “Forgive me Fang,” she said quietly and turned the key. With a click the little latch popped up. “Last chance to stop,” she said to herself. She hesitantly opened the box. Onai scooted closer to her and placed his arm around hers. She lifted out a few pictures and flipped through them. They were pictures of Vapor and Fang throughout the years. Some had Fang, Pepper and her in them as they played outside or inside. She smiled as a tear dropped down and landed on her arm. She sat the pictures to the side and pulled out a MEGO brick. She chuckled. “Really Fang?” She asked and chuckled again. She knew what it was. A rare gold MEGO brick. Only one in 250 million bricks were gold. Only one piece size, the 2-by-4 stud. They were worth quite a bit from what Fang told her. He found it in a set that his mom bought for him. A cheap thirty dollar set. She sat it to the side, being careful to not drop it. She looked back into the box. Only one more item. A necklace. A cheap toy necklace. Plastic. Junk. But not to him. Vapor gave it to him when they were seven. She got it in a dress up toy but he liked it because the beads were blue, just like his eyes. She smiled and took it in her paw. She held it to her chest as she remembered giving it to him with a kiss. She sat it back into the box but then the bottom moved. “What the?” She said out loud. She removed the necklace and pushed at the bottom on one side. The other side moved up. She put a claw under and lifted it up. She gasped at the sight. Their first rings. Engagement rings. Both of them small. 24K gold. Willow bought the rings for them. It wasn’t usual for claimed mates to wear engagement rings, only those that proposed marriage through normal means. But Fang asked about them. Later in the week they headed down to a jewelry store in the city. Willow bought them just a month after he claimed her. Vapor picked one of them up and tried to fit it on. It went to her first joint and stopped. She chuckled loudly.
“What mommy?” Onai asked. She sat the rings back inside, put the false bottom in and then everything else. She locked it back and sat it where it once was. She walked back and took Onai in her arms. She laid down and started crying. Onai placed his paws on her muzzle and held them. He just looked at her smiling, but worried. He didn’t quite know why his mommy was crying and sad so much. Her and grandma talked to him and his sister about what happened but being only four they didn’t fully understand. He kissed her muzzle like earlier. The kiss caused his mom to smile and hug him tighter but not enough to hurt him.

Willow walked into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. She didn’t have to ask. She knew. Onai laid in his moms arms cuddled against her. He smiled at his grandma.
“Are you okay Onai?” Willow asked.
“Yes granma,” he replied quietly and smiled. She caressed his muzzle and smiled back.
“Is mommy okay?” Willow asked.
“Yes,” Onai replied and then yawned.
“You’re such a good little boy Onai,” She stated causing Onai to smile again.
“Try to sleep Onai. Okay?” She said to him and kissed him then Vapor who cried herself to sleep half an hour before. Onai stayed away to protect his mommy, he told Willow.
“Okay granma,” he replied and then yawned again.

Willow moved to the door and turned the light off and headed back to her room. The clock on the table showed 4:13AM.

Sunday October 16, 2016

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