Enchanted Melodies
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came out a bit long | +505

The house was quiet, too quiet for him now. The children were away on their own errands of whatever that drew them. He had gotten used to and enjoyed hearing the noises of pups bouncing about from room to room playing their various chase games and the childish laughter that brought joy to his heart. There was no laughter right now to bring joy to his heart but the memories that played through his mind of the pup's laughter were helping to keep his heart happy.

Temo may have been alone in his thoughts but he was not alone in the house as Jace was busy working on something in another room and when his thoughts turned to her it reminded him that the laughter of children will soon be echoing through the halls of the house once again. That brought a smile to his muzzle as he thought about the new litter that was on the way and he hoped he will do as good job at helping Jace raise them as he did the first bunch.

It was while roaming through the house that his eyes came into focus on the wind up record player that they had found so long ago and the boxes of records that went with it. There was even some new records that were added to the collection as they found them in their travels. He padded over to the player and gave the wind up crank some turns tightening the spring inside. He thumbed through the discs and selected one, and placed it on the turntable. He set the pickup arm onto the spinning record and the scratchy human music came out. "One o'clock, Two o'clock, Three O'clock, rock around the clock..." came out of the horn and as Temo listened for a moment, decided that it did not fit the mood and took it off the player.

There were several records that were selected and played quickly to be rejected and returned to the box they came out of. One record played some curious music that had no words to it, but started "da da da da da da da da da (in a different key)" with other musinc wooohing up and down and a woosh woosh woosh like it was swimming in the music. He shook his head at the weirdness of the humans as he put that record back and placed a smaller one onto the turntable. The slow music and singing that came out sounded weird. It sounded like someone was singing in slow motion and the record was quickly put back into the box.

The next record that he selected and put onto the player produced a song that was a bit slow in tempo and was nice as he listened to it. Then the chorus started "You light up my life" and he thought of Jace and how she is the light of his life. He stepped back from the table and let the song continue to play on the machine as he listened to it.

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Originally she had been doing something, she had been examining her leather sheaths for sign of wear and tear as well as her sets of knives and the other crude weapons that she had ownage of. Slowly though slight feelings of nausea began to creep upon her and unsettle her stomach and a familiar tiredness settled into her bones, the children she nurtured were draining her strength to feed themselves. She could have eaten something but the nausea made her unwilling to consume food, just thinking of its smell made her feel sick so instead she laid down on her and Temo's soft bed of blankets and skins, trying to rest herself.


Eventually she did drift off to sleep, looking small and almost fragile in her dozing state, only the scars upon her body telling of her life as a warrior. The sharp lines of her face softening out and the sometimes all too apparent harshness in her eyes hidden away by brown eyelids. The woman fell deeper into her dreams, hearing strange melodies that drifted through her mind, unknowing that it was caused by Temo and his experimentation. When she came back to herself, lids popping open she was confused momentarily and didn't recognise the room around her. where was she? Without even pausing to hesitate she called out to the only source of truth and comfort she had, her voice even wobbling a bit,


'Temo?'


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It was intriguing to Temo how the humans had managed to figure out how to get a groove cut in some hard material to produce music, voices and other noises. As the black disc turned under the needle, he stared at it, almost mesmerized as he studied them and tried to figure out how the music was encoded into the tiny slot cut into the disc.

As the record turned, the needle would progress further into the center playing the music that happened to be in the particular set of grooves that it was traveling. As he listened, the songs that had been playing on this particular record seemed to deal with human mating rituals.

It was while the needle had entered into a quiet part between tracks that his ears swiveled around to be followed by his head when he heard Jace's voice call out his name. He quickly went to her leaving the record player still playing but forgotten as it sounded like there was some distress in Jace's voice. What's wrong? he asked her when he had gotten to her with a bit of worry on his face and his ears laid back a little reflecting the worry on his face.

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She slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position, the stretch of her stomach jutting out from her body. The last vestiges of sleep disappeared from her and finally recognisation flooded back in. Of course she knew where she was, she was in her house in Cercatori. Jace had not yet grown to think of the stately little cottage as her home yet, maybe in the months to come but not at the moment. She felt a little unsteady though, like she had drunk too much alcohol or something, and the room spun about her just a little.

Temo's voice had her looking up at him, he was worried for her, always worried and she was slow to respond,

"Oh... I was.... confused.... a bit, I woke up and didn't know where I was. It's all come back now though" Her voice was soft, curious and almost innocent, as though she had never seen blood spilled upon the ground or lives taken before their time. She didn't think she would be able to stand up on her own though, the mighty warrior brought so low by the children that grew inside of her, she held out her hand,

"Will you help me up, I don't think I can..."
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It took Jace a little while longer to respond then Temo would have liked. He got more and more worried each moment that she did not respond. Temo seemed to worry about Jace a lot but he did no know why. It was one of those things that he did, and it did seem that he got a lot of practice at it.

Even though Jace was only temporarily disoriented a little, It was with a breath of silent relief that Temo breathed out when she had finally responded to his arrival and question. As he was so relieved that she was ok, he did not ponder on that she had woken up disoriented as she seemed to be ok.

That is good, he quietly said to her in response. Sure he said to her request for help. He extended his hand to hers and took a hold of it in a tight grip. Planting his feet for a good anchor, he gently pulled enough to help lift and support and to hold while she pulled on him to lift herself up. With her standing, he kept a hold of her hand and put the other arm around her waist for support as he helped her out of the bedroom to whatever destination that she had in mind.

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His grip was firm on her hand as she stood, the world spun and swam about her alarmingly and she stumbled forwards, tripping over her own feet. But the arm around her waist was strong and unyieling. He didn't let her fall. Just to be sure her hand slid up his back through the dark black fur and came to dangle between his neck and shoulder, ready to grab hold should she trip again. Only now did she hear the gentle beats of the music coming from the main room.

She seemed to become more aware of her surroundings upon this realisation and peered at him curiously,

"What are you doing in there? I could hear music in my dream too. I didn't know where it was coming from." She yawned after she had spoken, still tired despite her nap.
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i hope this is ok

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Even though Temo was relieved to see Jace was ok, there was still a little bit of worry in him as she seemed to not get her footing and he was glad he had made sure to get a good hold on her. His ears swiveled around and stopped in their forward position in the direction of the music for a few moments as he processed her question. He had forgotten about having been playing with the record player and had left it playing with his haste in coming to Jace's aid when she had called. Only now, when she asked what he was doing, did he remember that he had left it running with a record still on it.

As he listened to the music drifting into the bedroom from the other room, he noticed that it sounded a little slower than normal indicating that the player was almost unwound and would need to be wound back up to continue playing properly. He looked over at Jace, Nothing much, I was just going through some of the new records that we had found and giving them a listen too. He thought back to some of the other records that he had put on for a moment, Some sounded down right odd, the humans listened to some wierd stuff.



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"Oh." There wasn't really much she could say to that. Their collection included every salvageable vinyl they had been able to find in the old collector's house and contained a fair amount of records, there must be hundreds if not thousands of songs they had at their disposal. She had not shared this machine with Skye yet purely because the thought honestly never crossed her mind before now, but it was on her mind now and she would be sure to tell the Captina the next time she saw her. Cercatori was a place of art and music was a form of art so she was sure it would fit right in.

The beat was soft, and the melody almost lullabyic. Soft and soothing the sounds were, she liked the instrumental song immensely as it unwound its slow sensuous tune. If Jace had any knowledge of human and their music she might have been able to recognise the song as Moonlight Sonata composed by Beethoven but she did not so it was just an interesting sounding song. The woman swayed back and forth slightly in time to the music, and closed her eyes.
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The tune that was currently coming out of the horn on the record player was nice and soothing. It even calmed down a little the worry that he had for Jace. He wondered about the pregnancy and how it was affecting Jace. She did not seem to have as much issue with the previous litter, unlike now with the new litter that she was now carrying. At least that is what it seemed like to him, and it concerned him that there might be something wrong and it was these thoughts that he started being around and within easy calling distance more and more as the days progressed closer to the birthing time.

It was those thoughts and worries that had him look at Jace with a slight frown of worry on his muzzle when she started swaying to and fro slightly with her eyes closed. At first he thought that there was something that might be wrong until he realized that her swaying was in time to the music. A wave of relief went through him and the music started to flow through him and he let himself sway with Jace as he continued to help hold her on her feet.



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mood swing curve ball Big Grin lalalala

Her eyes popped open as he too began to move with her to the music and she smiled. Slowly her dizziness died down and she could move freely without the fear of falling over. She looks up at him and catches his eye, electric sparks ruffle her insides and fluff up her fur and the woman breaks away from him gently, spinning herself in a slow circle with her arms wrapped about herself above her swollen stomach. The arctic woman knew she was beautiful at this time, her body rounded with the future, she forgot her imperfections and patchwork look, focusing instead on the glory of life.

Abruptly her mood shifted as it was apt to do with the hormonal merry go round that was rushing through her blood. Her happy carefree expression drifted away leaving her gaze heavy lidded and intense. The mismatched pair sparkled like gems from beneath their framing of dark lashes and within the passionate depths desire stirred, taking root and growing vivaciously. His scent called to her, made her blood sing, make her head cloudy. She smiled, mischievous and carnally focused, showing her teeth slightly. he took a step closer to him, and the another until their bodies were almost touching, her voice was low and husky as she spoke,

"Dance with me."
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It was a feeling of relief that he felt when whatever was ailing her finally let her go and Jace was able to stand and turn without needing his support any more. But then it was with some regret that she did not need him to hold her any more as he enjoyed having to be close to her every moment he could. He knew that when the pups were born that he would not be able to be near her or hold her much if at all as she focused on the birth and nursing of their pups.

It was a questioning look that he was giving her which was followed by a curious look as he watched Jace suddenly change moods. Sudden mood changes was something that he knew she would go through as he had noticed it happening more as the pregnancy progressed. This time it was different when she asked him to dance with her as they were alone this time. There was also little hesitation as he took this opportunity to have her in his arms and hold her close, Sure. He took her right hand in his left and his right hand snaked around her waist.

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His nearness was overwhelming, almost intimidating if she let his tallness get to her which she didn't, almost everyone was taller than her. Her nostrils flared as she took in lungfuls of his masculine scent; clean, warm and oh so comforting, a constant in her life. The touch of his hands upon her back sent a shiver down her spine, it felt so good against her suddenly very sensitive body that she laid her head against his furred chest and moaned quietly into his shoulder. She couldn't move as close as she would have liked however, her stomach separated them, the firm mound of flesh coming between them in a literal sense.

Dimly heard in the background the strands of the Sonata played onwards heedless of her distraction and longing, mindless of their close proximity. Her breath came to her in light, fluttering gasps that left her feeling as though she could get no air. She was floating on a bed of air, unable to feel the ground beneath her feet, everything she knew was him, all him, always.
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His arm gently tightened up a bit around her waist holding her firmly to him not only to giver her support as they proceeded to dance, but to hold her as close to himself as her swelling belly would allow. He knew the little lives within her were delicate so he was careful not to hold her too tight and squish them. After all, he was just as excited about the new litter as he was when the last litter was on the way.

This was the moments that he enjoyed, when it was only Jace and him, together with no worries or other distractions of life to get in between them. And there was many distractions these days with raising a family and other duties that need dealing with that made these moments far and few between. And with the new litter, it seems that the moments will continue to be few and far between.

It was for those reasons that when there was time for a quiet moment for the husband and wife to have a moment together without distractions or interruptions, Temo would hold her close and just revel in her presence. It was his joyfulness and happiness that they got one of those moments now that he swayed in time to the music shifting his weight from foot to foot with Jace in hand as they slow danced together.

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