11-25-2009, 09:58 AM
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OOC: *nomnom* Sorry for the lengthy wait fluffer love! 
The day had begun quietly enough. It'd been just over a week since the black Stormbringer had returned to the place she considered home. Her first encounter with a packmate had been the toughest, and she was honestly thankful it had been over and dealt with quickly. Haku would not even waste his energy on feeling anything toward Kol at all, she knew that much very well. The girl still respected the Lilium and would serve him without question, but the silent understanding the two had once shared had been shattered, and Kol was unsure whether it could ever now be healed. The beastly male had slipped farther into the blackness of his inner demon in Kol's long absence, and the Filix had the stubborn feeling that pulling him back now was all but impossible. The violet-eyed female knew now only to keep on her guard at all times. It was not a matter of if the Lilium would finally succumb to the demon, but when.
The woman's morning had been spent repairing a few broken pieces of wood on a wall of the treehouse. There had apparently been quite a nasty storm while its owners were otherwise occupied, and she'd only just managed to scrounge up enough good lumber to replace the section that had been damaged by a falling tree limb. Elliot had taught the female how to handle little repairs well enough, though she knew she could never match the raw talent he had for planning and building something like their home from scratch. She was the spirited fighter, her beloved was the creative artist. They were a good balance, at least in her eyes.
It was nearly midday by the time Kol finished hammering in the very last nail; the sun glimmered of the red highlights of her night-kissed optime form. A slight smile curving the outer corner of her lip, she took a moment to survey the repair. The wood wasn't an exact match in color or grain pattern, but it did the job nicely. Satisfied with her work, Kol slipped Eli's hammer back into his toolbelt dangling a bit loosely from her smaller waist, and started removing the damaged wood from the treehouse. She was halfway down the ladder with an armfull of splintered lumber when she heard him. Glancing over her shoulder, she caught movement not far off, her heart swelling with joy as the large wolf sauntered into sight. He was in his more practical lupine form, his ember eyes tired as he collapsed from exhaustion. Tossing the wood to the side, the Dahlian hurried to the male's side, dropping down gently beside him and removing his pack from his lupine shoulder. Her voice was a gentle whisper as she cradled his large head in her arms, one hand stroking along his neck. "Elliot, get up. Don't you dare make me drag you up that ladder by myself." The tone was soft but teasing. He probably knew very well that she would do just that if she had to.
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The day had begun quietly enough. It'd been just over a week since the black Stormbringer had returned to the place she considered home. Her first encounter with a packmate had been the toughest, and she was honestly thankful it had been over and dealt with quickly. Haku would not even waste his energy on feeling anything toward Kol at all, she knew that much very well. The girl still respected the Lilium and would serve him without question, but the silent understanding the two had once shared had been shattered, and Kol was unsure whether it could ever now be healed. The beastly male had slipped farther into the blackness of his inner demon in Kol's long absence, and the Filix had the stubborn feeling that pulling him back now was all but impossible. The violet-eyed female knew now only to keep on her guard at all times. It was not a matter of if the Lilium would finally succumb to the demon, but when.
The woman's morning had been spent repairing a few broken pieces of wood on a wall of the treehouse. There had apparently been quite a nasty storm while its owners were otherwise occupied, and she'd only just managed to scrounge up enough good lumber to replace the section that had been damaged by a falling tree limb. Elliot had taught the female how to handle little repairs well enough, though she knew she could never match the raw talent he had for planning and building something like their home from scratch. She was the spirited fighter, her beloved was the creative artist. They were a good balance, at least in her eyes.
It was nearly midday by the time Kol finished hammering in the very last nail; the sun glimmered of the red highlights of her night-kissed optime form. A slight smile curving the outer corner of her lip, she took a moment to survey the repair. The wood wasn't an exact match in color or grain pattern, but it did the job nicely. Satisfied with her work, Kol slipped Eli's hammer back into his toolbelt dangling a bit loosely from her smaller waist, and started removing the damaged wood from the treehouse. She was halfway down the ladder with an armfull of splintered lumber when she heard him. Glancing over her shoulder, she caught movement not far off, her heart swelling with joy as the large wolf sauntered into sight. He was in his more practical lupine form, his ember eyes tired as he collapsed from exhaustion. Tossing the wood to the side, the Dahlian hurried to the male's side, dropping down gently beside him and removing his pack from his lupine shoulder. Her voice was a gentle whisper as she cradled his large head in her arms, one hand stroking along his neck. "Elliot, get up. Don't you dare make me drag you up that ladder by myself." The tone was soft but teasing. He probably knew very well that she would do just that if she had to.
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