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Jiva had come back to find that his mate was missing. He had so much to tell her and he learned that she had went to Casa, at first he was angry, wondering why she didn’t go with him when he came back, but heard she went with Tharin a well as Fayne and he calmed down. He had figured he would wait up for her but upon meeting his sister and not seeing her he decided to wait in the pack. He would surprise her with her gift when she got back, hoping she would find him before she found her garden. Because that was where he hid the bird. Mostly because it wasn’t allowed in the den. No animal besides a wolf was allowed in the den. But that was ok, the bird would have room to move around if Jiva built a cage... or tried to. Niro was far better at it but Jiva could not ask the man to come help him because he was laying in bed unable to even walk.
Jiva did not sleep, he was worried for Drin. He hoped she was ok because she was due back but she wasn’t and he hoped beyond all hope that she did not come back in pieces, not after their fight not after what he had done to her, that he now blamed Titania for. He was angry at the woman. He had forgotten she was his alpha and treated her like the cousin she was, nearly the same age though she was older. The prank ahd gone too far and after yelling he did see she truly was sorry, but he wished she didn’t do it. He had anger Drin because of his beliefs that he had to be mates to mate and he had every right to her that night. Now though he was worried pacing near the territories where he hoped the young woman would pass through, but that didn’t last so long for he got hungry and soon had to hunt... and his luck hadn’t changed. He was still searching for both prey and his woman and he was tired on top of that. He worried that she still hated him and that was what was gnawing at him most... that Drin might not love him anymore.
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Meow:: You know me, I’m not super particular on dates so it’s totally your call.  WC:: 570
The trio had arrived back in New Dawn by early afternoon and had parted ways near the den as each rushed off to say hello to their loved ones and friends within the pack. Palaydrian had immediately gone into the communal den, hardly able to contain the excitement that was building up in her to be reunited with her mate. The silly argument they had had the night before Jiva’s departure was a distant memory now, the woman only wished to surprise him with her gifts and the form she had adopted since leaving Casa di Cavalieri. The scent of her lover was everywhere, but no sign of the red furred male came into view as her first few steps fell upon the den floor. The woman let out a thoughtful sigh before returning to the sunlight outside and making her way towards the surrounding woods. Her snout lifted into the air as she closed her eyes, honing in on the one scent that ensnared her heart within all the intricacies of her family, Jiva.
She started towards the woods, eyes still closed shut until she was sure she was on the right path, in her mind eye’s she saw the trail of glowing light that would lead her on her way. This was him, and the unexpecting hunter would now become the “prey”. A pleased smile pulled the corners of her lips back as her eyes flashed open and the angel became a blur in the underbrush hot in pursuit. She moved nearly soundless over the soft loam of the forest floor, her ears and eyes focused on the area before her snout. His scent was about an hour stale, but she knew she was tracking him in the right direction and from the looks of it, he was also traveling on four paws. The woman felt he’d be happy to know he didn’t have to stay in optime because of her much longer, though after her visit to Casa, she learned she had actually become quite fond of her two-legged form. She began to think of the many scenarios that could play out once she found him. She could pounce him, leap out and scare him, or even wrestle him to the ground to give him a taste of all the new tricks and skills she had acquired. Drin was fond of the last idea, but wasn’t sure what would happen, right now she simply wanted to see him again.
As she zipped through the woods on her graceful paws, Jiva’s scent hit her nares full blast. She was much closer now! The woman slowed down her pursuit and to stealthily move within the ferns and brambles on the forest floor. Her coat blended in with the dappled light from the treetops and provided excellent camouflage as her ears awarded her with the sound of shuffling ahead. She dared creep closer in the undergrowth until her eyes fell upon her quarry. Drin’s heart began to beat wildly within her chest, the child in her wanting to leap out now and shower him with licks, but she remained hidden and well downwind, waiting for him to walk past so she could approach him from behind. Another rustling occurred close by, and suddenly a startled rabbit was running across Jiva’s path and disappearing into the woods beyond. The angel was ready to give chase.
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His mind was preoccupied by everything that happened in the past few days, yes he was unhappy but that was because Titania was being herself, he had played many tricks on her, and teased her when she was a pup so it seemed she had got him back on all occasions, at least that’s how it felt. She didn’t know what he had planned and that even though they could mate as long as Drin wasn’t in heat, he felt like he was cheating the poor woman out thinking that he wasn’t her mate.... when they truly were. Then the htought of the bird in the woman’s garden, waiting and not knowing what to expect excited him in a way that he was impatient. So many emotions roiled in his face but the thing he felt was worry and his worry showed in his face, perhaps he should go back and look for her at the border? He had stopped for a second, but then shook his head... no he had done that all morning. He needed to hunt! His stealthy walk wasn’t as stealthy and it scared most of the animals away but right now he didn’t care.
That was when he saw the rabbit. It had been far louder than him and he gave chase, more in frustration at himself and the events that happened in his life, but of course he was too slow. The rabbit was in its hole. The stupid HOLES! Growling slightly he dug at the hole, another fruitless attempt. He had done this many times, probably killed at least one rabbit in its hole, but could never get to it, but at those times he really didn’t care. Little did he suspect that he was being stalked himself. The wind was too far upwind for him to smell anything, so he continued on his ransacking of the rabbits home unaware of the thing in the bushes and trees behind him.
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Meow::WC:: 306
Watching him from the cover of the bushes, she stifled a slight giggle when he took off much too loudly and clumsily after the rabbit. This time she didn’t even worry about being silent as his noise covered up her approach from behind him. She followed Jiva to the rabbit den and barely was able to keep it together as the hybrid went down in what looked like a playbow as he began digging away at the front of the rabbit hole. This was it, this was her chance to pounce him from behind or do something else. She thought over her options, perhaps jumping him from behind would cause more damage than surprise. Anything could happen when a wolf was in hunt mode, and there was no telling whether or not Jiva was on edge. She had no idea how worried he was or the emotional turmoil he was going through, but the woman thought it best to not barrell him over.
Instead, the Siamese fae bounded over to Jiva’s side and thrust her head towards the rabbit hole before she added her large Timber wolf paws to the mix. She began digging furiously, a wolfish grin spreading across her face hidden in the dark. Sending sprays of turf out behind her she stopped suddenly to lift her dusty head to look at her mate. What are we digging for? She asked, eyes sparkling and heart ready to pound right out of her chest. She couldn’t help herself any longer as her tail began slashing the air violently behind her and her ears flattened backward as she began nuzzling into Jiva and licking his cheeks and face. She was home, she was his, and she didn’t want to leave his side again. I love you so much!
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It was as if he were digging for two wolves as the paws that were next to him were hard to see iwth his own furvious digging so when he heard the voice beside him he stood with surprise and saw the siamese woman. Her beautiful seal points, her eyes, her scent, her body. Everything was there and he couldn’t believe his eyes. He was in such shock that he didn’t move, but she did it for him. Nuzzling him under his neck, licking and showing him love as though their fight never happened.
“Oh drin! I thought you would still be mad at me!”
He said nuzzling her, relief filling his body as she rubbed against him. He couldn’t tell her how much he loved her for the feeling was infinite and when he saw her he just couldn’t believe his eyes so when she touched him he knew it truly was her.
“ I love you too, I have missed you so much, there’s so much I have to tell you!”
He said, he couldn’t help the tears of relief when the woman was pressed against him, and now he breathed easier. It was a good thing she had not barrelled him over, he would have attacked and wouldn’t have ever forgave himself if he hurt his mate. He was just too happy to see her and to see her face to face he noticed her lupine form and he barked in happiness. His drooping tail no longer drooped.
“You can change! You are all better then? You better be!”
He said with a mock stern voice. He remembered when they had thought she was well enough to swim and the pain she had to needlessly go through, but if she could change and it seemed she was still walking, she was in full health... well near full at least.
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Meow::WC:: 317
Her surprise had worked! The fae whined with pleasure as he registered who this strange dirt covered wolf was. She couldn’t stop head butting his shoulders and licking his face as her tail wildly whipped circles in the air behind her. She loved this man more than words and was so overjoyed to finally be at his side once more. I could never stay mad at you! She managed to say a little breathlessly, not ready to stop nuzzling him just yet as her neck rubbed underneath his again. Her paws pounded the ground in a happy dance before him registering his own curled tail flag. All was well within their world once again.
I have so much to tell you too! She said, finally stepping back with another gleeful whine. He looked so good. Healthy, strong, and so damn handsome. Drin’s rose tongue lolled to the side, wanting to connect with his face once more, but there would be plenty of time for that later. Casa was amazing! And yes, I’m all better now! She barked back turning in a slow circle so he could examine her body. The shift was a little painful at first, but I’ve been going back and forth for a few days now and I...I just feel amazing! She couldn’t hold back again, she needed to feel his touch so she moved forward to nuzzle and lick his cheeks.
I have something for you, she remembered, pulling away from her doggy affections to wriggled out of the leather harness she had been wearing. I got this in Casa di, it’s perfect for lupine form and transporting things, but it’s what’s inside that counts, she teased. Now, close your eyes, she asked patiently waiting for him to do as she said.
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Jiva returned her nuzzles and kisses with his own. dancing around in their own wolfish type of dance, both happy to see each other. That’s what she portrayed and he knew that he was so very happy to see his mate... HIS mate. He was so glad to see her healthy and happy, her tail wagging, her body sleek and unbruised, and just everything about the woman was perfect to him. She was his everything and just seeing her in the form she had been in before the attack on her, though there would always be a telltale sign but he wasn’t about to look for that, no he wanted to think of her as all whole.
“I have so much to tell you too, but I’ll let you first.”
He said, and as she said she had something for him he looked at her with surprise. He didn’t need anything but her. The bag she shouldered off herself was strange looking and he wondered if she got that from Casa and wondered if she traded it for something. It made him curious as to what she did exactly, he knew she planned a trip but he thought she would go with him. He was disappointed that she would go without him, but she was her own wolf and as he found out from his other pack mates, she was with others at least. He complied closing his eyes, though peeking once or twice teasingly before closing them entirely. He wondered just what she could get him. Ideas formed in his mind but he would find out soon enough.
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Meow:: open link after reading WC:: 318
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She couldn’t wait to show him what she had gotten and whimpered anxiously before his eyes shut. She hadn’t attempted opening the harness bag lupine form, but was told it was doable but before putting her snout to the leather thing, she decided she’d explain a few things and keep him waiting. So after our...disagreement, she paused to laugh a little, I guess I was still a little fired up and decided to go off on my own adventure. I’d spoken to Fayne about getting training from the knights of Casa di Cavalieri and we arranged for Tharin to come along with us as a type of escort, she explained, now fiddling with the pouch using her paws and nose. I would’ve waited for you of course, but under the circumstances...well I hope it’s okay I went. She said, wanting to put their fight behind them and start off fresh.
Anyway, in Casa we received training in hand to hand combat as well as our secui and lupine forms, she said with a little smile that he obviously couldn’t see as she managed to unsnag the toggle holding the pouch shut open. All of it was so invigorating and empowering, I really feel like I could take on the world right now, she giggled realizing the newfound energy hadn’t worn off just yet. I can’t wait to go back there, but I’d rather do my traveling by your side from this day forward...no more silly arguments, now....open! She squealed a little bit pulling the pouch up with her teeth and unveiling the beautiful deer antler knives she had gotten for him. The three knives tumbled out into the grass and glinted in the sun. I thought they’d be perfect for skinning! She said with a happy bark.
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“You don’t need to explain. I am just glad you had Tharin with you. I am sorry that...”
He started but he stopped figuring that all could be explained when it was his turn to speak, right now he was all ears for her. He smiled as she spoke of her training at Casa, and wondered, had they been there at the same time? He was so preoccupied with his own things to even think about her scent being there and tried to remember if he ever, if at alll caught the scent. He couldn’t htink of it but he listened raptly to her talk animatedly. Just hearing of it and having his eyes closed he could see her in his minds eyes. Then she told him to open and he blinked at the three knives that lay on the ground. He went breathless for a second and nosed at them and then grinned at his mate.
“Oh Drin! I love them! They are great. and Yes... our argument won’t happen again... You see... Titania was playing a joke on me... she made me think I was no longer your mate unless I did something for her.”
It was his turn to surprise her now, but his gift was a bit further away. He wagged his tail and changed so that he could pick up his knew knives and explore them more thoroughly. The change was not as long as normal, but perhaps it was because he spent such a long amount of time in his optime form. He took the knives, testing them, feeling the cut he gave his finger, sucking on it he nodded his approval.
“So... I too have something for you. But we’ll have to walk a little ways and then I can give you the news while we walk.”
He said finally looking at Palaydrian smiling a little. He would change if she wished to stay in her lupine form, though he wasn’t willing to part with his knives just yet. They were the first gift he had gotten from his mate except for herself and though he didn’t think he deserved them... he would cherish them.
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Her tail wagged enthusiastically and she continued to do her wolfish prane on the ground at Jiva’s obvious approval. She had been so amazed with the blades belonging to one of the knights that he felt only right in parting with them to such an animated woman. She kept explaining how much a certain someone would love them, but she couldn’t take them for free, so instead she taught him how to make a travois like she had instructed her mate and Niro to create, except this time showing the Casa member how it could be used with a horse as well. Though Drin felt the knives were worth much more than the common sense that had popped into her, the knight had refused to take them back and assured her the new invention she had bestowed upon him was more than enough.
You like them? She giggled, thought it definitely wasn't a question as she could see his the thankfulness in his eyes. The rest of his words confused her and made her feel uneasy at first. Why would Titania do such a thing? She asked, unable to hide the hurt in her voice, but now she knew why he had denied her the night before he left. Of course you’re my mate and I am yours, she said, surprised with herself as she quickly shifted to match him and threw her arms around his waist. Shifting was second nature now for her, though she couldn’t go back and forth as she pleased without resting for an hour. I’ll always be yours, she said against his fur, pulling back to look at his nicked finger. Reminds me of when we met, she reflected, kissing the clotting cut softly before her face lit up with wonder.
You didn’t have to get me anything, you’ve already gotten me this,she cried as her hands moved up to the circlet which she adjusted a bit from her sudden shift and brushing the explosion of long wavy hair out of her face. But if you insist, she teased and rose off the ground from the crouched position she was in to stand, picking up the harness and throwing it over her shoulder. Lead the way my love, she offered him her hand.
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“I love them. Thank you so much.”
He said, he knew his words wouldn’t be understanding at first to Palaydrian, but he already had an explanation to that. He smiled as she shifted to his own form, and happy to have her in his arms as she tried reassuring him.
“She’s my cousin. I played tricks and teased her when she was younger... this was a harsh punishment, but she told me that she didn’t approve and … well you’ll see. But yes I did have to get something, at least I thought I did but, I would have thought of giving it to you anyway.”
He said smiling at her, knowing she would love the surprise. SHe had told him she wanted a bird and a juvenile wouldn’t be so much work as a chick. He took her hand, kissing it as any gentleman would as he began walking.
“Well our trip was rather uneventful but when I got to Cour des miracles, it seems that my father was attacked on his way home. He had been beaten pretty bad, wasn’t even able to walk and from the looks of it, it’ll be many months before he really can... I’ve been worried about him, but he wouldn’t tell me who did it. Wouldn’t even give me a guess.”
This news was bad and his other was as well, but bad news before good tended to dull a little. Niro was getting the best care at Cour des Miracles, and he had wanted to stay there, but he had his own things he needed doing and he knew that he was being cared for.
“Then... when i was in Casa, well close to it, I left for a little while.. a woman who seemed to need help stopped me. She uh.... she tried to get me to lay with her.”
He would not beat around the bush on this one. He knew that he had nothing to fear but she needed to know what happened, or else it might come back and bite him in the butt.
“I swear on my honor I did nothing with her though, but I thought it best for you to know... I mean no secrets, not anymore.”
He squeezed her hand as they moved towards her garden. They weren’t too far but far enough for the news to sink in and for her to contemplate it a little.
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As she listened to Jiva explain Titania’s actions, Drin’s face relaxed a little. She supposed it was understandable as she and her brothers often had played tricks on one another, but a part of her still remained a little angry at what the little prank had caused for them the night before he left. She still felt awful for the way she had treated him that night and how she had reacted, but the virgin woman had felt so ready to experience something new with him and to have it robbed out from underneath her, well she was more than angry when it had happened. She tried to laugh at the situation, but seeing the humor in it probably wouldn’t come until later.
A blush filled her cheeks when he kissed her hand, her mate still had that effect on her and she was just happy the whole ordeal was over. She had been worried of how he would react when he saw her again as she had completely left him in the dust that night, but it seemed everything was okay between the two of them. Distance definitely made the heart grow fonder. As they began to walk and she allowed him to lead, she listened to his story about Niro. Oh Luna, who would attack such a man? She said almost breathlessly, hoping it hadn’t been Aram, but desperately wishing they could find out who it was. We’ll need to visit him soon or at least send Tobias to see if how he’s healing goes, she said, agreeing with Jiva that he’d be taken well care of in his own pack and hopefully recover soon.
She did what? Drin withdrew her hand and stepped back to look at Jiva but he quickly explained what happened. The concern on her face washed away as her eyes studied her mate. He was so easy to read and she knew he’d never keep secrets from her and she would never keep them from him. Who was this woman? She asked, with an awkward laugh before she took his hand again. No matter...I’m just happy you’re home now, and safe. The world is full of strange people, she said feeling it was now her turn to confess her own secret.
Zeitgeist sought me out the day you left, her eyes turned to Jiva but she continued. It was a friendly visit, and nothing more he also brought his traveling companion. I just thought you should know, and with that she allowed him to lead her in a familiar direction.
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“I want to know who the bastard is too because I am so tired of these attacks, for all I know it could have been Aram or whoever had attacked Fayne.... there ahve been far too many preying on those who think these lands safe. soon no one will want to come this way. My father certainly won’t be making such a long trip any time soon.”
He said angry, not at her but at the invisible someone who had attacked the man. He wanted so badly to know. He bet his aunt could get the answer out of Niro, but would she tell Jiva in turn? He didn’t know. But Drin made his heart feel at ease at her suggestions.
“Sadly Tobias is no messanger bird. But I would like to visit him again, not right now though. Right now I must be here with my family.”
He said. Though when he spoke of the woman it seemed she was entirely offended, enough to pull her hand away which made him stop. She must be suspicious. He thought as he looked at her, though it seemed she was better when he said nothing had happened. He was still her mate, and the predicament that she had put him in made it a pretty bad one and the experience was not nice. Drin then explained to Jiva that the man she had first kissed had visited, and though he knew she was mad he didn’t think she wouldn’t get that mad to do anything with the other man, but one could never know. They moved in silence but squeezed her hand in acknowledgment of her friendly meeting with the man she first kissed.
When they neared the clearing he let her hand go and moved behind her, putting his free hand over her eyes. This time it was her turn to get a surprise and he was sure she would be far more excited about this than the circlet.
“Now just follow my lead, I won’t let you fall.”
He said in a quiet calm voice as he led Drin to the clearing where her garden was and where the bird sat quietly in its cage. He was so glad he could touch her again, he wanted to keep her close to him, show her his love for her, and if anyting ever did happen from here on out he was sure to not deny her again, not anymore, not now that she was his mate. He lifted his hands from her eyes and spoke.
“Surprise! He won’t be allowed in the den, but we can make him a lean to here or something, natural of course, to keep the rain and stuff off him until he knows that we mean him well. He was injured and i helped him. He is a Northern Harrier, my dad told me and he is all yours. Titania told me that I must find a gift for her, you and the pack. This is your gift.”
Jiva said cooly waiting for her reaction to the bird.
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The world was full of darkness this the woman knew as she had experienced it first hand underneath the lustful weight of Aram who sadistically carved his mark into her thigh. It pained the shewolf to know such a cruel act was not only inflicted on females, but even fully capable males could be taken advantage of and overpowered. The thought of the wolf-hating coyote pining Niro to the ground and doling out damage to him somehow didn’t makes sense in Palaydrian’s mind. The mottled yote would’ve killed Niro without hesitation as he had nothing to offer him sexually. It couldn’t have been Aram so the woman begant o think of Niro’s attacker as another Amy figure. But whomever it was, the bi colored angel was surprised to feel no fear wash through her mind. No, she felt prepared this time and ready. She much like Niro, would never allow herself to be caught off guard again.
The woman nodded her head in finding out that Tobias couldn’t carry messages for them, but no matter, her mate agreed that they’d have to visit with Niro sometime soon. The latter part of his response made her feel warm. New Dawn was her home and offered protection, but Jiva was more specifically her family now and she couldn’t wait to add more to their family of two, now that she knew he’d no longer deny her advances. It made her feel silly and giddy all at once, but soon enough her mate was placing a head over her eyes as the familiar scent of her garden overwhelmed her senses once sight was taken away.
I trust you, she said barely above a whisper as a smile played across her lips. With the red man as a guide behind her, she allowed him to maneuver her body through the familiar steps towards her little bit of Eden and began to feel her heart rate increase in excitement. Jiva was always full of surprises and she could hardly wait to see what he had in store for her this time. It felt good to be near his familiar body once more. His touch alone made her feel safe and loved and she knew she didn’t want to go on another long journey without him. Sleeping in a bed of all places had been weird in itself, but sleeping alone had been so lonely and cold. She was happy to have her snuggle buddy once more.
The handsome man didn’t prolong her wait, he probably just as excited as the unknowing woman as his hand dropped away from her eyes. His enthusiastic shout startled her at first, but as her eyes adjusted to the sudden burst of light, they focused on the cage and the beautiful creature within. Her gloved hands came up to her mouth in awe as she listened to his words and her eyes danced over the raptor. He’s gorgeous Jiva, she finally said dropping her hands to grasp his quickly before she ran a hand tentatively over the cage containing the hawk. Does he have a name? She asked, wondering if the bird would speak it or if she would have to give him one she thought of herself. The fae knew next to nothing about caring for such a creature, but she was sure Jiva wouldn’t lead her astray. Drin knew she had wanted a bird when she had seen Niro and her mate with theirs, and now that dream was actually coming true. The woman was speechless, floored by such a magnificent gesture. Oh Jiva, thank you so much! She exclaimed, turning from the cage to wrap her arms around his neck.
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Yes he was very excited to show his mate the present he knew she really wanted. He was young too and quite trainable. She could easily just sit with the bird and get to know him before any training progressed. He could see it in his minds eye as he walked her to the bird. And her shock and happiness was what really mattered, that she loved it.
“He’s all yours to name! Though … I don’t really know what gender it is, may have to find out from my father or someone who can tell.”
Jiva admitted but she had turned around and was giving him a big tight hug and he automatically went to kiss her, hold her. He missed her so much and just to have her touch again, was overpowering him. It was as if it was the first day and she was in heat again, but he didn’t want to stop as he let his arms wrap around the woman’s smaller frame. Just everything about her was special to him and whatever happened from here on out would effect the both of them.
“I love you so much Palaydrian. I want you to know that. You will be the only woman I will ever love.”
He said loosening his grip but not wanting to let go
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Meow:: Introducing low speech! WC:: 451
The affectionate gesture seemed to have an instantaneous effect on her mate as his arms wrapped around her body and his muzzle met hers in a passionate kiss. Drin’s eyes widened with surprise, but closed as she enjoyed his lips against hers and returned the same force he was applying. She held him against her chest, allowing him to tighten his grip in the heat of the moment and then eventually slack off. The woman pulled away to smile up at the taller man, a playful smile on her face. And you will be the only man I’ll ever love, she said with warmth in her eyes as her arms dropped from his neck and slowly made their way down his back to rest around his hips. She hugged him tightly once again, just so happy to be in his arms and surrounded by his warmth once more.
Drin affectionately ran her cheek across Jiva’s chest, a feral way of marking what was hers, but an action of pure comfort and adoration within his arms. This was her man and she was his and nothing would come in between them again. Her chin lifted up to steal another kiss from the hybrid when a scratching noise snatched her attention away from the intimate moment. The woman turned away from her mate in surprise to look at the bird within the cage again. “Privacy, you should seek!” The hawk screeched at the two in a very feminine voice. Oh, sorry...I didn’t realize you could talk, Drin replied in a series of babbling sounds as she moved closed to the cage. The harrier stared back at her with piercing chesnut eyes and cocked its head to the side. “Understand me well?” She asked, quite surprised that the two legged canine was talking to her. Yes, of course, she laughed, throwing a curious look at Jiva as if to say “why wouldn’t I?” before turning her bi colored eyes back to the hawk. What is your name? She asked, the noise she made taking on a more guttural sound now.
The harrier adjusted her footing within the cage and puffed out her tawny breast, “Zalia,” she proclaimed with pride. Merry meet Zalia, Drin responded with a smile and a slight bowing of her head. The hawk lowered her visage as well. Jiva, she’s amazing and so kind...I don’t think this cage will be necessary, the woman said, turning back to Jiva and waiting to see what he’d have to say.
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Her words almost made the man melt in her arms. She came up to kiss him, but stopped and he had been waiting for this sign since coming back, then the bird spoke. His ears folded back and it seemed she turned towards the bird too. Then surprised him even more by speaking low speech as well. He raised his eyebrows.
“Full of surprises!”
He said quietly but did not speak. His plans were starting to fall apart if he didn’t separate from the bird quickly. Things were not going to go wrong now. Not today. Not when he could Finally be with his mate, of course they had all day and Jiva would be patient, and smiled as she spoke.
“Do you wish me to free her now? We can always move her to a spot where she can be more comfortable. See if she wants to go somewhere else.”
It was his way of asking to get the bird out of sight so they can continue where they left off. Inside he was annoyed that his reconciliation was interrupted by the bird and wondered if Marahute had done this to his father and then cringed at the thought of his father trying to woo his mother. Not a thought a son wanted to see. He was happy that she could communicate with her. The bird had called him many bad names... when he helped her and put her in the cage. He could not speak low speech though understand it well enough.
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Meow:: WC:: 387
Once again Jiva’s gift trumped what Palaydrian could’ve given him. He seemed to truly value the knives she had gotten, but a hawk! He’d given her a real live bird! She couldn’t believe it and was still feeling ecstatic over the whole thing as her mate suggested they find her a comfortable place to roost. She turned her loving smile back to Zalia and lowered her face to the cage. Would you like to stay with me Zalia? As a friend and companion? She asked the bird, hope swimming in her eyes. The harrier regarded her with its intelligent eyes, turning its head side to side. “Be a friend to you...yes,” she finally replied and Palaydrian giggled softly while her hands unfastened the front of the cage.
Where could we put her? The woman asked, briefly looking over her shoulder at Jiva before she offered her wrist to the bird. Zalia tentatively rested a taloned claw on the woman’s furry hand before fully stepping out of the cage and climbing onto her arm. Drin’s heart sped up, she had never been this close to another creature not canine or prey. Her smile widened as she slowly turned towards her mate. Is this right? She asked, remembering seeing Marahute balanced on Niro’s hand just like this when she wasn’t on his shoulders. Where would you like to go Zalia, the angel asked her new found friend.
Zalia indicated with a bobbing of her head and Drin moved into her garden, walking slowly so the raptor wouldn’t lose her balance. There Sai, the hawk screeched and dropped off Drin’s wrist. The woman gasped thinking the bird was about to run or fly off, but the hawk simply hopped forward to the base of a tree whose branches hung over a portion of Drin’s garden. The woman turned back to Jiva and beckoned him to follow before she walked over to Zalia and gently lifted the harrier off the ground. Up you go, she said as she place the bird on a low hanging bough. A good home huh Jiva? She asked the man as Zalia hopped upward into the branches.
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Jiva never thought about giving Drin better things than she gave him because she gave him the best gift of all... just being his mate, that’s all he ever wanted. He smiled as she interacted with the bird and looked around to place his knives for they were still in his hand, and he was sure he didn’t want to be holding them while they were busy. Jiva found a couple long leaves just outside the vacinity of the garden and picking then he moved to the tree that the harrier picked smiling as Drin helped her up onto the lowest branch. He found a notch at the bottom of the tree, a perfect place to hide them for now until he can come back for them.
“She is making a fast recovery, it is good.”
He said proudly, sure that the bird would have died without his care, and he looked over to his mate smiling. Nodding at her.
“Lets go for a walk. I’m sure we have much to say. Like how I found my aunt Orin pinned to the wall by a cow.”
He teased. Yes as much as he wanted to do things, very naughty things with her at the time it felt right but that passed and he wanted to converse with the woman and make the right time happen again. Though thinking about his aunt stuck to the side of the stables was rather hilarious in his mind and the cow was so stupid. Jiva just didn’t know why they didn’t eat it, but he would never say something like that to his aunt she would probably box his ears more than a few times just for mentioning it.
He took her hand and led her out of the garden with all intentions he was going to have her back all in one piece. Everything must be perfect... he thought. He could never recreate the firefly night, not without bitter memories, but he was always full of different and exotic ideas, ones he got from books, others he got naturally and as he was still a first timer at anything romantic, he was doing a good job about it... though he wished he had picked the right times because he knew he had quite a few opportunities to take advantage of the woman. Including the day he had met her, but he didn’t, mostly out of respect than anything else. How could anyone respect him for taking such an advantage. He wondered if she would still love him if he let himself slip and lay with her any of those times. But now he would remain quiet and just smile and feel the warmth of her hand in his, her pads touching his, and know that he belonged to her and no one else.
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Meow:: If you’re not into yoga, if you have half of brain... WC:: 555
”Good tree, I’ll stay,” chirped Zalia as Drin’s smile beamed up at her. The woman was happy her new friend had found an acceptable home and she couldn’t wait to spend more time with her, but the one she had dearly missed during her trip was standing behind her and right now, all she wanted was time with her mate. The way they had left things off, a steely kiss from Drin planted on the man’s cheek, had her feeling embarrassed still, but she was happy they were able to put the past behind them. Now they had more than enough time to make up for what was lost and the silly fight that had driven a stake in their mateship. The hole was already healing, it was Titania’s doing really and Jiva was just keeping his word. The angel couldn’t be mad at him or her Alphess for that matter. Titania was a romantic and so was Drin, she just wished the circumstances had been different, but the way her love had gone about the quest set out before him, proved that he was a valiant man...and well deserving of her hand.
Palaydrian stepped back from the tree, Zalia now out of site as she kept scaling upward, and the optime turned around to dazzle Jiva with her smile once more. You’re a good healer, she assured him, coming closer to rub her head underneath his chin. Yes a walk sounds good, her hand effortlessly slipped into his, A cow! What are these creatures? She asked with a laugh, remembering the story of Jack and the beanstalk and how he had sold a cow for a handful of magic beans. She hadn’t known what a cow was then, but had listened to Jiva’s story intently. It was odd thinking about selling other animals, but humans seemed to do this a lot. The weirdest thing was canine ownership of other living things. Thus, Drin felt Zalia was a companion, not a pet. But what gave one creature the right to own another? Surely this was a form of slavery? These were questions she’d save for a rainy day, they were puzzling to her, but she would hear Jiva’s story first. Perhaps in time she would learn that some animals needed to be taken care of by more intelligent creatures in order to survive.
The woman wondered what Jiva was thinking, his hand in hers, and she gave his a slight squeeze. He was probably thinking what she was thinking, just overjoyed to be reunited once again and wanting to spend every second together at least for the rest of the day. I slept in a bed, she blurted out, though many interesting things had happened to her while she was in Casa di Cavalieri, sleeping in a bed had been one of the more curious highlights. I wasn’t sure what it was at first, but when Fayne and I were showed around the courthouse, our guide explained that the beds were what we were to sleep on. A slight blush had crept up into her cheeks, remembering that Jiva had come from a family that was most likely very used to this type of civilized lifestyle.
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