Light of Sagittarius

Ralla · 01-27-2011, 11:25 PM

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We should probably do one more activity with them before they fall asleep in the hollow, or else this thread will be going on longer than 'The Blind Can See' o.0 And that was a long thread >.>

"That you have, Kemo!" the exilheration of the hunt was still fresh in her, tired as she was with a full stomach, and it was affecting her self-control of the oncoming giddiness. She couldn't help it; something about Kemo's laugh, their shared excitement, and the natural thrill was infectious. Before she could hold back the laugh, though, it was out in the open. Me? vicious? She just couldn't see it. As determined as she had been, she could never picture herself as truly aggressive or 'vicious'. Pairing those words with her just didn't seem to fit; much like pairing glue and rubber together. It was just odd and funny and it tickled her funny bone something fierce indeed.

When Kemo's tone shifted to one of a serious nature, she craned her head backwards as far was possible, looking at him upside down with the goofy smile plastered on her face. "You don't have to thank me! I should be thanking you for the dinner and the show!" She let out a puff of air, blowing it straight into his face playfully, before attempting to stand. Shaking her white coat out, she began to pad towards him, nudging his neck for him to get up, forgetting his earlier intimacy and just letting the flow take her wherever it wanted. "C'mon; let's get back to your hut. This party's not over yet." With her natural-high still burning in her chest, Ralla marvelled at Kemo's emotional transition from his earlier doom-and-gloom to the original Kemo she had come in contact with just outside the AniWayan borders. She much preferred him like this; carefree, relaxed, and fun. And she didn't plan on letting the fun end just yet. She would find some way to test him, to take his mind off of other things.

They both arrived at the hollow again--slightly later than expected due to heavy bellies--and Ralla turned around the start thinking about something else they could do. For whatever reason, she thought lecturing him with stories didn't seem apporpraite just yet. "What do you want to do now, Kemo?" There was actually a lot they could do. They could act like pups again and chase each other, playing that innocent game of tag; they could talk about things--meaningless, mindless things--and just relax; the list went on. But since it was Kemo's birthday, Ralla kept her subjective opinion out of it, instead waiting to see what Kemo wanted.

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

Kemo Nishant · 01-31-2011, 05:57 AM

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OOC:Not a problem ^^ We'll just do a couple more posts a piece then we'll tag and bag it I don't have a problem with long things, but I can see why it's a good idea to cut this short, though it is getting 2 pages long XD

Kemo smiled when he heard her laugh. It was a beautiful sound, one that could be compared to the gentle swishing of leaves on a breezy day or the gentle trickling of water in a stream. It was truly a magnificent sound and it could never be replicated by anything, except of course the Moon, who created the sound in the first place. For a while he was locked on the sound, replaying it over and over in his mind and splicing it in with the gentle ambience of the forest around them. The large meal in his satisfied body was taking its toll on his consciousness, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling of being here with this wolfess.

He now had a gentle orchestra of sound playing in his mind and he contented himself with listening to it, all the way up until he was gently brought out of his thoughts by her words, on top of her blowing in his face, which caused an involuntary sneeze that caused him to laugh. "Of course I should be thanking you. If it wasn't for you, none of this would have happened. We'll say it was a combined effort, agreed?" But it was her gentle nudging that suddenly brought him out of his full belly induced stupor. Her nuzzling was such a different act that he at first was shocked, but it was nevertheless welcomed, so he stood up and stretched slightly. "You're right, let's head back to my den, it's getting harder to sit still and awake with this full belly anyways." He laughed and almost waddled comically as they headed back to the den, wishing yet again that he could see her.

When the familiar scents reached his nose, he knew they had returned and he headed straight to the tree to sit back on his haunches outside the entrance to the hollow, listening carefully to Ralla. Her question certainly raised a few flags in his mind. What could they do? They had a wonderful day all ready, perhaps his best birthday he had ever had, so what more could be added? It only took a few minutes of thought before he came to it. He really couldn't sit still for very long before his mind finally forced him to sleep, so he decided to do something else, something much more fun that they both could share in.

"Well Ralla...there is something I would like to do." He stood and took a step closer to her, a large smile on his face. "Something that only we could both share in at the moment, something that really gets the blood pumping." The smile grew slightly as he took another step, closing the distance between them. "Something that will prolly leave us both exhausted and panting, working the meal off that we both consumed." He was now so close to her that he could practically feel the ends of her fur.

Without warning, he reached down and touched her side with his nose, taking off in the opposite direction and narrowly dodging a tree that he almost slammed into. He yelled over his shoulder as he ran, the words mixed with laughter. "You're it!"

Kemo ”talks”, walks, and thinks.

Ralla · 02-05-2011, 02:02 PM

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Your next post is the last one, and then I archive >.> This snowstorm plottage is gonna kill me if I don't do some wrapping up :X

Kemo's good humor was infectious, so much so that she was quite surprised when his tone shifted--again--and he began to comment on her question of 'what else would you like to do'. As his words went on and he got closer, Ralla got steadily stiffer and stiffer, her ears and tail standing as straight up as her fur, her eyes narrowed in a nervous anxiety. What? What? What!? If the scene had been a comedy, there would be a divine voice calling down: 'Get your mind out of the gutter!'. As it was, Ralla very near jumped out of her skin when Kemo touched his nose to her shoulder, as she had previously done, and then watched with a mixture of confusion and the feeling of being tricked--which she was--as the male bounded off into the forest, having declared his 'game'. She had to cover her mouth with a paw to keep from laughing as he almost ran smack into a tree, but spread her paws apart to prepare herself for a mad dash.

"Not for long!" she called back, shooting forward like a rocket, quickly catching up to the birthday boy, seeing as both of them were weighed down with their meal. Ralla had yet to meet someone who could match her in speed (when she wasn't so full), her body built almost entirely geared towards agility and little strength. She ran at his pace for a time, giving him a false sense of security before speeding up again, which wasn't that much faster considering their added weight. With a show that would've been more impressive if he could see and had she been in top form, Ralla bounded once in the air to rebound off a tree trunk and tackle Kemo to the ground, rolling a few times till they both stopped. When Ralla recovered from the impact, she let out a yelp, that which she hadn't done since she was a pup, and scrabbled away, intent on keeping her new status as 'not it' in tact. "Ha!" She said, uncharacteristically happy with the fact that she had just...well, tackled the birthday boy. She felt no remorse, though; that was the game. On the other hand, going back to the 'if it were a comedy' comparison, the voice would've said: '...You couldn't go easy on the blind wolf whose birthday it is...?'

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

Kemo Nishant · 02-10-2011, 05:29 PM

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OOC: Last posty, this thread was a lot of fun ^^ Also I'm so glad you picked up on that joke about him getting closer and closer XD I know you like to do closing posts, so I left it open for you

Kemo laughed and laughed when she finally recovered from his shocking little joke and began to chase him. He could only remember having this much fun when he was only a pup, running and tagging the other pups of the pack and the adults as well when they joined in, but never had he had so much fun with a female as he always seemed to with this one. He couldn't run nearly as fast as he normally would have been able to, but even then he knew it was a futile effort. He was fast, yes, but nowhere near as fast as the long legged built for speed Ralla was, laughing as heard her dainty paws clapping against the ground behind him as well as at the thought of him telling her about her long legs, knowing she would prolly get so mad at him for that.

He always had something to tease her with, but of course he didn't see why she didn't like her long legs. Look how fast they made her. He laughed as he suddenly heard her matching his speed, throwing more into his strides. She may be built for speed, but he was taller, so he could put more distance and less energy into his strides. It was a small advantage, but in situations like these, advantages were key. The moment he heard the tree clunk and felt a furry missile smack into his side, he knew that advantage was for nothing, letting his body go limp with shock as he rolled and rolled with her, landing in a heap quite a distance away.

He laughed and laughed as he jumped up to his paws again. "Ha? That was impressive, I have to admit, but you haven't gotten away from me that easily." He juked at her suddenly in an effort to get her to jump, laughing at whatever the result. This was about to be a fun night...

With one last smile, without warning, he took off after her, smiling and laughing the entire time as he tried to catch up and tag her. The game went on well into the night, the mantle of IT being passed from wolf to wolfess and back several times during the game, Ralla of course showing off her impressive acrobatic moves and Kemo not doing too bad for a blind wolf, until they both began to tire from the meal and the day's events. Whenever Kemo looked upon this day, he would always smile remember it as, the best birthday he ever had so far, though he hoped there were many more to come with the ivory wolfess.

Kemo ”talks”, walks, and thinks.

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