05-15-2011, 05:56 AM
its the 15th today, so i think thats long enough for someone else to reply if they wanted to! and I have teddy muse coming out of my ears, so sorry?
He hadnt seen Demi in a few days and it was beginning to show. The agitation, the angst at not seeing the little earthy goddess he loved. And he knew he loved her, which was the scary thing about it. The fear, the terror, at seeing her bright eyes slide into pain and fear had been too much for the black male. Carrying her down the mountainside had been a struggle- the damage to his left leg was going to show for the rest of his life. But Demi had managed to patch him up and he had been given his first crash course in first aid. Of course, the vital treatment had been administered by Demi herself, but the first few bits had been given by Teddy, even if the little goddess had dictated what must be done, step by step. But he had been amazed when she had gotten better. Her ribs still troubled her and he knew that it would take a while before she regained her strength. He could smell her now, smell the sweet perfume that drew him every time into the folds between her legs. But this was different- he could smell the rage from where he stood, outside her old den.
It was understandable as well, and as Teddy internally assessed his own feelings he could almost see the kernal of red fury in his belly. They had been deserted, by those who were well settled in the pack. Where they had hovered around thirty members just a few days ago, they barely scraped twenty now. And that put immense pressure on him and Naniko- with more members they had expanded the territory. But there were less now, with the same amount of land. He had to pick up his guard, hence not seeing Demi in a good few days. They missed each other whenever they slept, as the little goddess had moved into his rooms. Though they had admitted love for one another, they had not yet made it clear and difinitive that they were mates. Black ears pitched back as her furious work inside the den stopped. Was she ready to come out now?
"Demi? Baby? Are you there? Are you okay?"
It was somtimes comical how the warrior male turned into a fussing mother hen when it came to his almost-mate. He worried about her, used soft words to entice responses from her and generally treated her with much more kindness that he had ever treated anyone. Still, that was what mates were for, wasnt it? Stepping back and wincing as the dull ache in his left leg caused him to look down and note that his bandage needed changing, the warrior waited for an answer from his lover.
He hadnt seen Demi in a few days and it was beginning to show. The agitation, the angst at not seeing the little earthy goddess he loved. And he knew he loved her, which was the scary thing about it. The fear, the terror, at seeing her bright eyes slide into pain and fear had been too much for the black male. Carrying her down the mountainside had been a struggle- the damage to his left leg was going to show for the rest of his life. But Demi had managed to patch him up and he had been given his first crash course in first aid. Of course, the vital treatment had been administered by Demi herself, but the first few bits had been given by Teddy, even if the little goddess had dictated what must be done, step by step. But he had been amazed when she had gotten better. Her ribs still troubled her and he knew that it would take a while before she regained her strength. He could smell her now, smell the sweet perfume that drew him every time into the folds between her legs. But this was different- he could smell the rage from where he stood, outside her old den.
It was understandable as well, and as Teddy internally assessed his own feelings he could almost see the kernal of red fury in his belly. They had been deserted, by those who were well settled in the pack. Where they had hovered around thirty members just a few days ago, they barely scraped twenty now. And that put immense pressure on him and Naniko- with more members they had expanded the territory. But there were less now, with the same amount of land. He had to pick up his guard, hence not seeing Demi in a good few days. They missed each other whenever they slept, as the little goddess had moved into his rooms. Though they had admitted love for one another, they had not yet made it clear and difinitive that they were mates. Black ears pitched back as her furious work inside the den stopped. Was she ready to come out now?
"Demi? Baby? Are you there? Are you okay?"
It was somtimes comical how the warrior male turned into a fussing mother hen when it came to his almost-mate. He worried about her, used soft words to entice responses from her and generally treated her with much more kindness that he had ever treated anyone. Still, that was what mates were for, wasnt it? Stepping back and wincing as the dull ache in his left leg caused him to look down and note that his bandage needed changing, the warrior waited for an answer from his lover.