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[p] CATRIONA
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OOC: Takes place in the Miramichi Valley dated September 27th, sound good? :) Sorry no table lol, I jsut wanted to get this dooooonne :)

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Tyris felt the need to strech his legs. They were cramped in his own home and after he had a nasty argument with someone in the city, Tyris decided to travel west instead of east. It was the best decision he ever made. The traveling wasn't much he found himself in a beautiful valley, which was full of wildlife and being who he was, Tyris chased (after shedding his bag and changing). He caught a rabbit easy enough, but that just wasn't enough for him, he wanted more, so when he saw the goose, unwittingly sitting in the field, close to the water, but not in it, Tyris couldn't say no to such an easy meal. It was a quick grab too, he didn't get right on top of it, it saw him just before he could get that close, but he was close enough to spring before the big old goose could fly away.

Happy with his chase and his catches, Tyris changed back and took his kills back to his bag. He would enjoy the rest of the day by plucking the goose and dressing the rabbit so that he could use its fur for later. He was in no hurry to leave this beautiful valley. He skinned the rabbit and treated it first, which was a quick enough process since it was small enough. It was the goose he would have trouble with because he saved the feathers as they were good for arrows, and he could trade them for something, so as he plucked the goose, he carefully put them in a part of his bag he was certain they would be just fine. He took his time about doing all this and enjoyed the nice crisp autumn air.
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OOC: Sounds good :)

It had actually been confirmed. She was pregnant. Aindrea had been so disappointed in her, a reaction that had never before been directed towards the silver fae. The whole situation had been a huge mistake on her part. Hell, she willingly went too far while drunk and in heat. She didn't even know the man. Sure, the silver fae was trying to get to know him, but she didn't have any feelings for the dog in Cour des Miracles.


The one she did have budding feelings for had actually left her at the lake when she said she wanted some sort of relationship before going any further. Cat hadn't expected him to just leave her standing there, but he did and she still felt a twinge of pain thinking about it. A white hand reached down to touch her stomach that was just barely starting to hint at what was growing inside her as she thought of her reasoning for leaving her pack that day. Cat was heading towards Cour des Miracles, needing to tell Will the news. Even if they weren't together, he still deserved to know his pups if he wanted. The silver fae was traveling with her animal companions, using her mare as a mount and also having her carry a few tradable items in her saddle bags. Her stark white hawk was in the sky above her as well, though she could almost always be found close to Cat.


Grey ears twitched when the hawk called out to her, alerting her of the presence of another close by. Figuring it would be a good chance to possibly trade a bit, she headed in the direction the bird had gone. It didn't take long for her to spot the white hawk perched in a tree not far from a male who seemed to be plucking a goose. The silver fae dismounted as she looked the male over. He was probably a good foot taller than her and he had a lovely cream coat with red-brown markings that covered his paws, muzzle, and ears. This male was rather good looking as far as she could tell, though he was possibly a little younger than her. Hey handsome It seemed that was becoming a common greeting for her, though she didn't seem to care all that much.

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OOC: Tyris is a dork. XD +200

The plucking was so boring, Tyris felt like he could just fall asleep in the cool autumn air. That was until he saw a shape in the sky. Holding his hand over his eyes to get a better look all he could tell was that it was the familiar shape of a hawk. What was Tobias doing here? He wondered to himself until the bird flew further down and landed on the branch of a tree. It was pure white and gorgeous. He wondered what it was doing here, having no inkling of capturing such are magnificent bird, just enjoying the beauty of it.

His nose twitched a little at the new scent too, though he was still quite interested in the bird a new interest came to his nose and he turned to see a quite pretty individual. He smiled, what he hoped was a charming smile, though it grew with his ego as she spoke and called him handsome; “Only with such a beautiful presence next to me!” He stated, Where the heck did that come from!? He quickly got to his feet. He tried to keep his cool; “I am Tyris Kurosoul.” He said introducing himself. He could tell her scent was from the new pack over west and north of his, though there was a slight faint scent that caught his attention riht off, he didn’t know what it was but he thought he liked it.



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OOC:

The male certainly seemed intrigued by her hawk, eyes fixed on the white shape before his gaze moved to the silver fae. A smile formed on his face and only seemed to grow wider when she called him handsome. A bit of a flirtatious smirk spread across her lips as he returned her compliment with one of his own. He stood and introduced himself as Tyris. He was definitely from a pack, but Cat was still new to the area and couldn't place the scent. It seemed likely he would be from one of the neighboring packs though.


Cat moved a bit closer to the male, taking off her hat and placing it over her chest as she bowed in greeting. Catriona Donovan. As she stood again, she placed the tricorn back atop her head. Nice to meet ye Tyris. Her thick Scottish accent could clearly be heard as she spoke. The white hawk flew closer to the pair, landing gently on the silver fae's shoulder. A white paw reached up to stroke the feathers on the birds chest as both pairs of eyes seemed to be on the male. Annabel here sure seems to like ye. The hawk didn't usually like being so close to another Luperci. She only seemed to enjoy the company of Cat and her brother, acting a little aggressive towards most others.


The silver fae eyed Tyris, a smile forming as some not so innocent thoughts crossed her mind. Mind if I join ye for a bit handsome? I've got some Scotch if ye would like any and a few things available for trade if yer interested.

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OOC: Tyris is a ball of nervousness ;) +200

Her accent gave her more volume. He smiled as she introduced herself, a much happier smile than the short hopeful one he gave with his own name. “The pleasure is all mine!” He said, his hands clutched the dead goose tightly as though it was his only lifeline, if he lost it he would lose his cool entirely. His eyes flicked to the hawk in astonishment when it flew to the woman’s shoulder. He raised his brows in a look of astonishment.

“That is your companion? You are very lucky. That is an exceptional bird. My brother has a red tail, though he is not white. But your Annabell is gorgeous. As gorgeous as the woman she is perched on.” It was an obvious flirtatious attempt. He quickly moved a little as though he were making room for her at her question; “Please, your company would be most welcome!” He said motioning for her to sit first, though he still had the plucked good; “I am afraid I only have a rabbit and goose feathers to trade, though perhaps we can share the scotch and rabbit? Make it a picnic.” He said, his tail wagging quickly at his luck to meet someone out here in the fields. He could tell she was from another pack, one he was not familiar with himself; “What pack do you come from? I am from Vinatta, a little to the east that way.” He pointed, hoping to keep a good conversation going.



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The smile on his face only made her own grow wider after she introduced herself. He seemed to be sweet, but perhaps he easily got nervous around females? She couldn't be sure though, only guessing based on how tightly he seemed to be clutching onto that goose. Tyris certainly seemed surprised though when her hawk flew over to her, going on about how lucky she was and complementing both her and the bird by saying how gorgeous they both were. A flirtatious smirk formed on her lips as she looked the man up and down. Yer quite the looker yerself Tyris.

The cream male moved over slightly when she asked to join him, motioning for her to sit. He stated that he didn't have much for trade but they could share the drink and the rabbit. Immediately she realized her mistake in mentioning the alcohol. She couldn't drink any of it while pregnant. How could she get out of drinking without having to explain her reason behind it? The silver fae still had time to think though. I'm enjoying my time with ye so far, so maybe if I have something ye need I could give it to ye. Call it a gift. Cat smiled as she continued. I'd love to share the rabbit with ye, though I actually probably won't really drink, but ye are more than welcome to it if ye like. Hopefully he just wouldn't ask why.

Tyris asked about her pack, explaining that he was from a pack not too far from there called Vinatta. I'm a member of Krokar, I just recently traveled from Scotland though. Haven't been here too long though so I'm sorry if I haven't heard much about yer pack.
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It wasn't that he was always nervous when it came to females, it was that he didn't normally feel like... THIS towards them. He wasn't sure what the feeling was as he never felt that feeling of attraction before. Most of the females in his pack felt more like sisters or aunts, than anything potential in itself. He smiled at her compliment "Thank you." He stated, not certain how to react, though he was quite pleased that she thought he was good looking and he was certain his pride was showing on his face for that.

Unfortunately for her his curiosity got the better of him. She offered a shared drink but didn't want to actually drink any herself, it had to be asked, tilting his head he let the word come out quickly; "Is there something wrong? Why won't you be able to drink it?" He asked. She didn't seem to be sick, and besides he heard that if one was sick it was usually whiskey or scotch that was a good cure for it all. Though is mother would call it all hogwash and explain the medicinal herbs that could really help better. He sat after her, and took the rabbit, which had already been skinned so it was just ready to be cut. Cautiously he cleaned the knife as he listened to her speak a little of where she was from herself.

"I think I heard of the new pack forming not too long ago." he said with a wondering smile; "What's it like over there? We are apparently called vikings because of our religion, though I don't really delve into that much." He said with a shrug. He was also quite interested in this Scotland place she was speaking of but it would be too much to ask at the moment. He cut the meat into small bits, taking what bone he could out; "Would you prefer if I cooked it or do you like it raw?" He asked. He didn't have a fire right now, but it wouldn't take long to make one, he'd just have to make sure the area was clear of grass or there would be one mighty fire on their paws.
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It seemed Cat wasn't so lucky in hoping he wouldn't ask why she couldn't drink. He asked that very question and the silver fae wasn't going to lie to him. Uh, well I'm pregnant, so I can't drink. Well, he probably wasn't going to be interested in her anymore. What guy would be interested in a female who was pregnant by another male? Even if she was attracted to Tyris, she doubted he'd feel the same now.

Their conversation thankfully took a different direction when he asked what her home was like. She hadn't been in Krokar for very long, but she liked her new home so far. The silver fae seemed to fit in there pretty well. It's pretty nice. Krokar is mostly made up of traders and fisherman. Most of us love sailing, or nearly anything to do with the water. Cat wasn't entirely sure what all he wanted to know about the pack, making her wonder what she should say.

She watched as the cream male cut into the rabbit, cutting it into smaller chunks and taking out a good majority of the bone. When asked if she wanted it cooked or raw, the silver fae shrugged. I don't really mind it either way. Whichever you prefer. Eating it raw would probably be easiest, but it wouldn't take long to build a fire. It wasn't like she was in a big hurry either.
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There was disappointment in Tyris' face, though not the way she would expect it. When the word pregnant came from her mouth he started yelling at himself in his head. Of course she had a mate! She was beautiful why wouldn't she? He didn't think he'd get lucky to find a beautiful woman alone... alone? Without a mate and pregnant? His mind was a whirl of questions. It wasn't the matter that she was having someone else's pups but if she was mated to someone else or not. "And your mate... he lets you out alone with no escort?" He asked in an almost astonished voice. It was more of a test to see that she actually did have a mate or not.

The sound of Krokar in itself was a wonderful thought. Fishermen, he knew how to fish, but sail? Not something he could do unless he did it on the lake but who in their right mind would sail on a lake. He loved the water though, so perhaps... what was he thinking, Vinatta was his home right? He shook his head at the daydream and made himself get up; "ok I will be right back, i'll get some wood, and that way we can stay a bit warm too." He said. His mind full, he wanted to give himself time to compose himself. It was strange, the scent that was familiar yet unfamiliar had to have been the scent of her pregnancy for certain now that he knew, but it was more alluring to him than anything, which was strange, he hadn't felt that way when Chloe was pregnant, but she was his sister by mateship now. He didn't feel any way like this towards her.

As he picked the piles of dry wood and branches, he saw some herbs and smiled, thinking they would be perfect for the rabbit. He even found some nice branches for the meat to be scewered with. Upon return he quickly began to pull up grass to make a fire pit. "So, are you a trader or a fisherman?" He asked, keeping the conversation cool, though he was still not sure how to react at the moment. The pulling of the grass help him a little, though he showed no frustration nor disappointment itself.
#10
The question Tyris asked was not expected at all. She had assumed it was simply her pregnancy that would turn him away, not the possibility of a mate. It hadn't crossed her mind that the cream male would still be interested as long as a male wasn't in the picture. I can leave on me own whenever I want to, but there is no mate to tell me otherwise. I'm not with the father and probably never will be. Of course that was her own fault since she was the one who didn't have feelings for Will.

As she spoke of Krokar, Tyris seemed intrigued. The silver fae was curious what his pack was like as well, wondering what his "viking" life was like. She would get the chance to ask laker though since Tyris stood, excusing himself to go collect wood for a fire. He returned a few moments later and started getting a fire pit ready as he asked what she was in her pack. Well, technically neither yet. I'm hoping to become a merchant soon and be promoted to the trade rank, but back in Scotland I was raised to be a merchant like most of my family. I love the water though. The silver fae still wanted to know more about this man, and now seemed like a good time to ask. What about you? What's your pack like and what do you do there?
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Her answer calmed him and he let his smile return quickly. Sure she was pregnant. They weren't savages that would kill others children to have their own, right? He was in no hurry, and besides, he loved puppies be it his or not, so if they were to meet again with her puppies as well then he would have a lot of fun. The thought made him grin thinking about his new siblings themselves. It made him wonder if he too could be a father like Bran, or Taro, or any of the new fathers in their pack, as it was quite a prolific pack in itself; "I am sorry to hear it, I am sure he doesn't know what he is missing. Well all the more reason for you to stick around and eat my rabbit then, perhaps I can join you for a little bit in your destination if you want." He wasn't overbearing, but he had a protective streak about himself. He wasn't the wolf to keep someone tied down to their home, but neither was he negligible either. Of course he had no problems with her alone, but for some reason the thought of her carrying life made him want to protect her.

he dug a hole after pulling up what grass he could, the wood and tinder, even some of the grass would be used as tinder, was set aside until he felt it would be safe enough to start the fire itself. "I have never truly traded before, though I know the value of things myself. What was your own home like?" He asked as he set up the tinder in just the right spot so it would be able to ignite quickly. He sorted through his pack, looking for his flint and steel when she asked him about his own pack. He had to think, because he had little experience with other packs outside of Vinatta; "We are very family oriented. We look out for one another. If someone is hurt we hunt for the attacker. We care for one another, though I do think that's most packs. We don't really have anything specific about us, I mean we are called vikings but I honestly don't know what it means really. I have lived there my whole life. I don't know anything else really." He said shrugging. He would loved to explain to her that they weren't just one thing, they were many things put together. He knew that was what made a pack, and it usually worked too, but he was sure there weren't just merchants and fisherman or even just sailors in her pack. He was quickly successful in lighting the fire and adding the wood. He moved to sit next to her. Quite close but nothing to discomfort her, but he was not deterred any longer now that he knew she had no mate.
#12
When she admitted she was pregnant, Tyris actually seemed happy. The smile returned to his face and he spoke of how the father didn't know what he was missing. Cat didn't want to mention that it was because of her the father wasn't in the picture. The silver fae smiled as he mentioned that he could join her in her travels if she wanted. It was unexpected, but a very kind gesture. In all honesty, it probably wasn't a very good idea for a pregnant woman to be traveling alone. She was making her way down to Cour des Miracles though to talk to Will, he wouldn't want to accompany her for that trip. That's very kind of ye Tyris, but I should go alone. If ye wanted, ye could visit me in Krokar, or I could meet with ye here again on me way back. She would like to see the cream male again. He was sweet and handsome and she found herself only wanting to know him better.

The silver fae watched him work on the fire pit, talking about how he knew the value of items even though he hadn't traded before. He quickly went on to ask about her homeland. Her face lit up as Scotland came to mind. Scotland is beautiful. Our home was right by the ocean and we had a few ships that we used to travel to different areas for trade. A smile spread across her lips, her eyes closing as she pictured her home. Waking up with the smell of salt water in the air is an amazing feeling. That might be what I miss the most that Krokar doesn't have. A beautiful body of water that seems to never end. Watching the moonlight reflect on the waves. Best view ever. She realized she was talking quite a bit just about the ocean and a shy smile spread across her lips as she looked to Tyris.

Hearing that his pack would care for each other and even hunt down those who hurt their pack members made her smile. She liked to hear that others who weren't all family could be so close. He didn't seem to know what it meant to be a viking even though he had lived there his whole life. The silver fae watched as he sat beside her and she moved even closer, their fur just barely touching. Have you ever thought of leaving? Finding a place for yerself or even just traveling and seeing more of the world? She was curious to see if he ever thought of leaving his home, or if she was one of the few who was willing to leave her home for another.
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It was obvious that she was capable of taking care of herself, and it did seem she was in early pregnancy, though it was hard for him to admit, he couldn't force himself on her. Her offer of visiting her in her pack was intriguing and he smiled; "I would like to see where you live. I can come visit you when you are back." He said, though he wasn't sure when she'd be back, a day, two days, a week? He pried but didn't want to pry too hard and it seemed he had made her uncomfortable once about her pregnancy even though he didn't know.

It was obvious she missed Scotland from the tone of her voice and the smile across her lips as she spoke of a time past. He listened in rapt attention to hear what she had to say. He had been to old port areas, not lived in, but he could understand what she was saying well enough. He too loved his own home, the smell of pine needles, grass, and the freshwater lake that was a tale of many stories. Thinking of leaving it was almost too hard for Tyris. He wouldn't say no if he had to, but he doubted he could live far from his family either. He was almost afraid to ask his next question; "What made you leave?" It was a somber question. She moved closer to him, which threw a sort of excitement down his spine. Her question left him thinking. He was quiet for some time, would he leave? "My family is in Vinatta." He stated; "I wouldn't go see the world really, but I've traveled here and there when I was younger, not really that far away, but you know what I mean. If I find a place somewhere else to call home, I am sure I'd live in that place." He said musingly, though he wasn't quite sure. He never lived anywhere but Vinatta before. He stared at the fire, he leaned a little closer, his hand moved towards hers, but a nervous young man he was, did not touch it.
#14
Cat was enjoying spending time with Tyris and was happy to hear he would like to visit her when she got back. A smile spread wide across her lips as she spoke. Well, I shouldn't be gone long. Maybe ye would like to come in...three days? She wasn't entirely sure how long it would take her to get to Cour des Miracles but a few days should be enough time. I think ye would like Krokar. It's not as beautiful as Scotland, but it's still amazing. There are two lakes and a couple rivers but a good majority of the remaining territory is covered with forests. Me home backs right up to the smaller of the two lakes.

Sure, she missed Scotland, but she didn't intend to ever go back. She couldn't even if she wanted to. The ship she sailed to get here was returned to her homeland by her crew. When the cream male asked why she left, Cat wasn't upset by it. To her, the reasoning wasn't sad. She had set out to find the one thing she loved most and she found it. Me brother left a while back. Since me parents were usually gone for trading, me brother was left to care for us pups. He practically raised me. I left so I could find me brother, and I did. That's why I joined Krokar in the first place. She didn't regret leaving Scotland, even if she did miss it. The silver fae was happy here.

When asked if he would ever leave his home, Tyris stated that his family was in Vinatta and that he would leave if he found a new place to call home. It made sense. If he had lived there his whole life, of course his family would still be there as well. Tyris leaned closer to her and Cat noticed his hand moving closer to hers. With a bit of a smirk on her face, she slipped her hand under his, interlocking their fingers as she leaned against him. Her head rested on his arm, unable to reach his shoulder since she was so much shorter than him.
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He smiled as she spoke of how long it would be for her to be back home ne nodded; "Perhaps then I will give it five days. I wouldn't want to visit too early and you not be there!" He said, his tail wagging at the thought of a future meeting with the beautiful woman. She spoke of how he would like her pack and he nodded at the reasons why it was so beautiful; "You must have a wonderful view from your home then!" He said. He lived inside town himself, and it wasn't much to look at really except when sitting on the roof, and the houses then could be seen as small hilltops of sorts and he could see the sunset clearly over the horizon of the Grand lake itself but that was far enough away it would take a while to get to and back from his home so to have a scene like that in your own back yard would be something.

Her reasons made him feel better. She came after her brother and wanted stick around with him. it's what family did. He would do anything for his twin brother. They were after all paw to paw in the womb and knew what each other was thinking really so he could understand her bond with her brother. It was also a good reason as to why she wasn't coming back. He didn't think she had a bad reason, but one could never know until he heard it for himself. It seemed she caught him in the process of getting closer and instead of pushing him a way she actually came closer, intertwining their fingers together and leaned into him. Now he didn't even want to get up to feed the fire or put their meal on, though it would be a little bit longer before it was hot enough to start cooking. His heart thumped hard against his chest and the excitement of it all was almost too hard to control, but he did and he looked down a smile on his face.
#16
The silver fae chuckled lightly when Tyris stated he would wait five days so he wouldn't get there too early. She was quickly becoming excited by the idea of the cream male coming to visit her, the smile never leaving her face. It would be nice having him there with her, even if it was only for a short while. He spoke of the view she must have from her home and she nodded. There is a big window in my room that faces the lake, just wait till you see it! Cat wanted to show him around her home, half tempted to just turn back now rather than make the trip to the southern pack. She needed to go though. William deserved to know he had pups on the way.

Tyris listened as she spoke of her reasons for leaving her home, staying quiet but he seemed to understand. He didn't pull his hand away as she slipped her fingers between his, causing her smile to widen. The silver fae liked the feeling of having him so close, being able to feel his warmth against her. She looked up as he looked down, a big smile on her face. He seemed to be nervous, making her think this might be the first time he had been so close to a female. Sorry, I'm probably being too forward. She lifted her head off of him but her side was still pressed against his, their hands still intertwined. The silver fae didn't want to make him uncomfortable and wasn't entirely sure what to do.
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Just the prospect of joining her in her home was exciting. He was never invited into another pack let alone someone's home. It made him want the days to go by fast, but he did not want to end this day. "I believe it is a better view than my backyard." He said; "Its got an old brick wall of sorts," He said, so certainly her view was already by far better than his own. He was just glad he could say he did live on his own as opposed to with his mother and Bran. That would be an awkward conversation there.

He had thoughts running through his mind as he listened to her speak of her home, and the hand that curled in his, he liked it, though he was in fact nervous. It was a situation he never experienced even though he like females and his brother was already a dad. He still had a puppy's heart, until it seemed today, which his heart seemed to be filling with something he never experienced before. She lifted her head up and spoke, and he shook his head vigorously; "Oh no, I am just enjoying your company, though I suppose I should get the rabbit in the fire it isn't going to cook itself." He didn't want to move, but he squeezed her hand, in promise that he truly was enjoying himself. It wasn't long before he had the rabbit meat wrapped in a large leaf mixed in with the herbs he had picked and sitting in the small fire, which grew as he had fed it just before putting the rabbit in the newly formed coals. "Besides a merchant what else do you do?" He asked, wanting to get to know her more. He was now crouched by the fire, and looked at the beautiful young woman who had held his hand.
#18
She was excited to have him visit her, wanting to spend more time with him. Cat hadn't ever invited someone into her home before but hoped he would have a good time once he did come. Tyris commented that her view was better than the brick wall he had as a view. I'm sure it's not that bad. I know I wouldn't mind seeing your pack. I haven't really been anywhere besides Krokar. The view didn't really matter all that much, especially when you're alone.

Cat felt a little nervous around the cream male, unsure what to do or say. It was similar to how she had felt when she had felt with Storm, but at the same time completely different. She didn't want to pull away from him but she didn't want to be too forward. That's what had ruined things between her and the Krokar male, who was now avoiding her. The silver fae wanted things to be different with Tyris. She liked him, he was so sweet and it was easy to talk to him. The more time that passed, the more she liked him. She moved her head off of his arm, apologizing but Tyris just shook his head, saying how he enjoyed her company. He mentioned that he would need to start cooking the rabbit though and squeezed her hand before moving over to the fire.

The cream male asked what else she does besides being a merchant as he set the rabbit on the fire. She smiled as he looked over to her. Well, I love to swim and sing. It's fun to go for a ride on my horse or pretty much anything. What about you? What do you to over in Vinatta?
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He grinned as she spoke of her wishes to see his pack as well; "Vinatta is quite beautiful itself. Just like yours it has many different views and we even have a part of the old city in our pack now, though I would like to let you know that it is not wise to go in that city alone... there are some very unfriendly characters in that city." He said throwing cautions to the wind in case she went there. He had encountered a nasty male when he was there himself, and though she could take care of herself he didn't think he'd be happy to learn something might have happened at all. "You should come for a visit yourself. To Vinatta I mean. You would be quite welcome there." He said, though he wasn't too sure he should introduce her to his mother quite yet. Though he did want her to meet his new siblings and his brother and the nephews and niece he now had.

He was glad she felt comfortable with him. He was aware of her and liked it, was this how his brother felt, his father even? He too did not want to ruin things and that was what made him so nervous, he felt a connection with her, even though they knew each other for only hours. Even though she was pregnant with another man's puppies. It was as though they had some kind of bond already that was just now pulling them together. He could see the green leaves nestled perfectly on the coals, not touching the fire itself, therefore keeping itself from bursting into flames. His eyes were on hers, ones that were so familiar as they seemed to mimic his mothers' brothers and his own eyes, making him almost wonder if they were related but pushed the silly thought away. She was from scotland, he had never heard of it until today so she wasn't family certainly. He grinned as she mentioned swimming and singing.

Intrigue caught his face when she mentioned riding her horse. He did not really know how to ride... not very well, he was his own runner for himself. "I'm a hunter. I help provide for the pack. I like to fish too, and swim like you. I also am learning the leather craft. I make fur so that it keeps us warm in the winter or pouches to hold things in. He lifted his own satchel up. It was crudely made, one of his first works, but it was serviceable and that's what mattered. [b] "Here I think I might have something for you; He rooted through the bag, though there wasn't too much except for the feathers and a few things, he had a leather wrap bracelet, it was braided, also crude like his satchel work and in any case worthless, though he took great pride in it. He pulled it out after sticking a goose feather in it and handed it to her; "It is a promise bracelet, one that I'll make you something better and two you can expect it quite soon." He said.
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Tyris seemed happy to hear that she wanted to see his home as well. He spoke of how beautiful it was and all the different scenery, but he warned her not to go into the city alone. Apparently there were some who weren't all that friendly residing in the city. It made her wonder why his pack would choose to make part of the city their territory in the first place. If it was theres, wouldn't they have the right to chase off those that made him worry?

Cat wasn't sure when she would visit him in Vinatta, though Tyris made it clear she would be welcomed. Maybe I could visit Vinatta after you visit my home? They could show each other their packs as they continued to get to know each other. It would certainly be a lot easier since Vinatta wasn't too far from Krokar. The silver fae wasn't sure if she should introduce him to her brother just yet though since he was still upset with her because of the pregnancy. Tyris didn't even seem to mind the fact that she was having someone else's pups, though it probably helped that she wasn't really showing all that much yet. Even with her pregnancy, the two still seemed to be developing a bond, which greatly pleased the silver fae. She was enjoying his company and only wanted to be around him more, to know more about him.

When she asked what he did in his pack, he mentioned that he was a hunter and liked to fish and swim as well. He also stated that he was learning how to work with leather. He stopped for a moment then and rummaged through his bag, pulling out a leather bracelet. She took it with a surprised smile on her face, looking over the leatherwork before slipping it onto her wrist as he spoke of making her a better one soon. Cat leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. Thank you Tyris, it's wonderful. He didn't have to make her something better, but she wasn't going to tell him not to. It was his own choice if he wanted to or not. She reached into her own bag and pulled out a dagger with celtic knotwork carved into the handle, matching his pendant. The silver fae smiled as she handed it over to him. You gave me a gift, now you get one as well.
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Tyris did not mention that the part of the city that she shouldn't pass through was that of loner territory... or territory not taken and owned by a pack itself. He hoped she wouldn't take a shortcut through the city to get to the destination she was headed to, though she didn't tell him where and the bit of conversation they had seemed to make her uncomfortable so he wouldn't pry too much further, besides they just met and it wasn't as though he owned her. For certain he didn't and would never feel the need to think such a thing. He nodded at her comment about visiting him after he visited her; "That sound like a second date." He said with a mischievous smile on his face. Though he was still nervous he was feeling more himself around her.

He handed her the bracelet which she immediately showed gratitude over. He knew it was older and not well done at all. He knew he could do better so that was why it was a promise bracelet. He had enough leather to make it before he went to her pack so he would have plenty of time to make her something nice. He didn't even expect a gift in return, but it seemed he was in for an enormous surprise. She pulled out a beautifully carved kniife with the same celtic markings as his own necklace. He looked at it speechless and then up at her; "I don't kno w what to say, it is... it is amazing, where did you find such a beautiful knife?" He asked, almost afraid to touch it. She had no idea how much this gesture, which to him was enormous, meant to him. He took it almost reverently, looking at the craftsmanship of the item itself. It was amazing. It was the snap of a twig that reminded Tyris of their cooking and more than likely finished meal. He put the knife away and carefully got the wrapped rabbit from the coals and pulled it to the soft, cold ground; "You don't by any chance have anything to lay yours on do you, if not I thik I can find something." He said. He didn't want her food getting dirt and sand all over it after he took the time to flavor it with some herbs he'd found growing wild.
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The cream male had a sly smile on his face when she asked to visit him as well, saying it would be a second date. A smirk spread across her own lips as a small giggle left her throat. I guess it would be. The idea of having not one, but two days planned already to spend with Tyris excited the silver fae. She wanted the days to go by quickly, or at least for this day to never end. Either way, she wanted to spend more time with him, not wanting to leave. She would have to go eventually though.

Cat loved the gift she was given, but it seemed he wasn't expecting one in return. He was speechless when she handed it over to him, making her wonder if he liked it or not. Finally, he spoke, saying how amazing it was and asking where she got it. Back in Scotland. Celtic knots are really common over there. Everyone carves them into a whole bunch of items there, not just weapons and pendants. The silver fae loved all the different designs and how each one held a different meaning. She reached out to touch the pendant around his neck as she continued. I noticed this and thought you might like the dagger. Cat smiled, happy to see he was pleased with her gift.

When asked if she had anything to put their meal on, she reached into her bag, pulling out a rather large bit of leather that they could both set their food on. This should work.
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Tyris knew it would be a hard five days for him, a long distance friendship was one thing, but thinking about this woman for more than a few times, it would be hard for him. He just wanted to follow her to her destination, but he wouldn't and couldn't. He had no right, and it would be unethical and she would be very angry with him, so he would have to deal with going home and waiting for those five days to come. But he was not anxious for this day to get over with so he would enjoy what he could for now.

She explained the carving on the knife handled and Tyris smiled wide. So she knew the significance of Celtic knots and designs too. He was thankful, it was something small they shared, but it was something. He liked they could share something. He fingers touched his necklace as she explained and he looked down at it. The mark that he was a part of Vinatta. Part of a family, whole and true. He wouldn't lose it even if he left, and he would always be a part of their family. He put his hand on hers, knowing she would not know the significance of this particular gesture and nodded; "It is very dear to me." He said quietly.

She was quick to act when he asked for something for their meat to sit on and he felt a little bad that the grease would probably ruin the leather, but he figured, if they stayed on the leaves it wouldn't be so bad. He moved the leaf full of cooked rabbit to the skin and unrolled it, letting the steaming food rise; "Ladies first, but it is hot." He said. Knowing that he would have to go soon as he still had a goose to prepare. It was a sad thought, but he knew their time together that day would be ending soon.


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