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Post by Lonestar on Nov 6, 2010 0:54:03 GMT -5
Despite himself, the man could not help but wonder what the lass was thinking as he walked into the living room and saw her glancing around the house; taking in the meager amount of furnishings he had completed the setting with. The layout of her father's home remained the same as his yet Kat had less of a clutter everywhere, making the living situation appear less personal. He knew that with her now under the roof that was bound to change as would his regular sleeping habits. Escape to the wild would have to be saved for special occasions otherwise he would prefer to be here where he could keep a close eye on the human that was now his wife. Liquids slowly move over the dress as the male took in for the first time really the appearance of her in the wedding garb with hair pulled into an updo. She looked beautiful like he believed every bride should and was glad at least that portion of marriage was not taken from her. Of course, normally a groom would notice what he had just realized while their bethrothed had been walking down the aisle towards them, but at that point in time the drake had kept the usual guard up. They had been in company and even if it had numbered about five people, the shifter did not relax who he was around hardly anyone. With Felynx only, he felt a little safer letting down the exterior walls some although the inner defenses would remain in place as they always did. No one, not even the softly spoken girl who could hardly pose a threat, could accomplish stripping him of all his protections. Dome shook at her answer, arms falling to his sides while weight shifted to one leg to produce a forcefully relaxed position that still looked tense. No. I am not hungry. He answered her while watching as she moved from where she had been standing since they had come in the door to walk past him towards his bedroom; their bedroom. Head turned with her advancement as she moved too close from him to look at without having to do so and a breath was released when she brushed against his shoulder, a different sort of tension filling the air as the mood seemed to change with that light touch. Kat could feel his body reacting and knew that against his determined adversion, he wanted her. Framework turned slowly, the electricity in the air cracking as the distance between them increased and she disappeared behind the threshold, leaving the lord to stare at the empty space and listen to her walk up to the bed and unzip her bag. Then, a short pause came, followed by her footsteps and appearance at the door. Jaw hardened as teeth were clenched, but he could not refuse her request not when he knew doing so would expose a weakness. Nodding, he moved to the bedroom and entered to find her back facing him, the zipper easily exposed, while long locks that had been taken from the hair do were cascading over her shoulder where she had pulled them out of the way of the dress. Swallowing, the man stepped up and took a hold of the edge of her dress in one hand while grasping the zipper between fingers with the other to pull it down to create the quiet but unmistakable characteristic sound. Without saying a word or backing away give ample space, he let his hands fall down to his waist, expecting the fea to clutch the fabric to her body, but when it hit the floor, he was completely caught off guard. Gaze jerked downward instantly, catching a full view of the black underwear that should not have been beneath the white clothes. Denying himself freedom of movement, the drake was forced to endure the touch of her warm back against his shirt and the strip of skin that had been exposed when he had undone the buttons with nostrils that flared with every breath and liquids that refused to leave her body. Fingers upon his chest was torture: so tempting and yet his mind warned against taking what he wanted. When their eyes met, he could tell by the look in her depths that she was not entirely confident in this decision, but for some reason had become determined in her actions to make the deliberate rather than hesitant. Their kiss held more meaning than the one they had quickly shared at the alter, but he could blame that on the hormones raging within his body. Unable to help himself, Kat allowed teeth to graze her pink tissues as she pulled away and leaned in to be closer to her even though hands remained politely at his sides. Her words would have been his undoing if he had been thinking merely on a sexual level, but as he was not, they were a sobering sound that let him realize that the plans he had made for the night earlier would need to stand. Palms barely touched the skin as they lifted to her hips then quickly made their way up her sides to shoulders and only halting once thumbs rested on either side of her chin and fingertips could meet at the base of her neck as they were wrapped around. For a long moment, he stood there staring at her, but then awkwardly pulled her forward to kiss her forehead and then released any hold he had. Good night Feylnx. Turning upon his heel, he walked out of the bedroom and back into the living room where he sank down to sit upon the couch and then stripped completely down to his boxers. She was too young for what custom asked of her on the wedding night and she had no knowledge of the man whom she was offering herself to. The shifter did not expect a full wife's duty that night. For as long as she wanted him too, he planned on sleeping on the comfortable couch. Only once she asked would he consider joining her in the bed that had most recently been commandeered by the lass and then would no longer behave himself. Tomorrow he would explain all of this to her but for now, they both needed a night night's sleep in order to be refreshed in the morning.
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Post by Ayrn on Nov 7, 2010 15:17:22 GMT -5
She could not help but feel the small tingle of elecricity that passed between them when they brushed arms and it caused her heart to jump into her throat. When she asked him to help her with her dress skin tingled beneath the brief touch that held the dress together and did not allow it to fall to the ground. Though little did he know that she had other intentions when the dress was free from her body and fell to the ground. When lips were pressed to his with an intensity that could not be rivalled from the church she then was shocked when he pulled away from her. His hands had remained by his side the entire time, but then moved to run along her side and placed on her shoulders before they were around her chin eyes were met confidently and remained matched with his the entire time. It was clear that his intentions were not the same as what she had intended, which confused her a little. She could have swore that she felt his breathing pick up and turn nearly racing as body was pressed up against him. Though she did not know him well enough to know his reactions. She had simply thought this was just what was expected from her but it was clear that it was not going to happen when he leaned forward to kiss her forehead. With that one action everything was dropped again. Good night Kat. She stated gently though he was already almost out of the room. She did not want to make it anymore awkward by him sleeping on the couch though she was not going to protest against it. She would leave it for the night she was much too tired to think of too much. So much had happened already today and she would take the time to sort out her feelings tomorrow. She kept the bedroom door open when she returned to the side of the bed to grab a loose t-shirt and shorts to sleep in and changed in the bathroom taking the time to run a brush through her hair and brush her teeth before laying on the bed. It was a strange room that she had never been in and a strange bed so she found herself staring at the ceiling trying to clear her mind for the next hour. Finally she drifted off into sleep, she awoke early in the morning before the sun rose and light steps were nearly inaudible as she walked to the washroom and changed into a pair of jogging shorts and a shirt for jogging, she presumed that there were not many groceries so she would need to go to the store to get some more for the breakfast she planned to make. It was the best time of the day as it was dark and the sun was no where close to rising over the horizon line. The door clicked slowly shut as she stepped out onto the porch and instantly started jogging when she hit the ground. Light strides were easy and well calculated, it was then that she realized she had no idea where she was going, luckily her instincts could be relied on and within the next hour she found the store and had the path back to the house memorized. Purchasing a bunch of eggs and bacon and sausage she then clutched the bag tightly and jogged back, with the route she had found it only took her 15 minutes. She slowed when she reached the porch. The kitchen was navigated as she was trying to find the different appliances and get used to the set up as she cooked the bacon, eggs, sausage and some toast. She did not know enough about him to know what he enjoyed eating so a little bit of each was cooked. When it was ready she placed it in the oven at a low temperature just to keep it warm before passing into the bathroom to have a quick shower. The hot water washed the light layer of sweat that had been produced by her lengthy jog, she did not linger in the shower though not wanting the food to wait too long before stepping out and changing into a clean pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Long ebony locks hung damp over her shoulders in loose waves held back with an ebony head band.
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Post by Lonestar on Nov 23, 2010 14:56:31 GMT -5
After lying down upon the couch, the man realized that sleep would be nearly impossible. No matter how hard he tried, his mind would not cease its frenzied thoughts concerning the woman that slept in his bed. Senses strained to hear her breathing or sounds of the mattress and bed frame echoing each little movement she made as she slept. Not wanting to leave in case she woke up to found him gone from the house unknown to her in the middle of the night, the drake was forced to endure this constant distraction and the tension in his body that came along with it. Feylnx was a beautiful girl: something he was beginning to appreciate more than he would have thought he might have. The sight of her slim figure wrapped in creamy skin that was much lighter than his own tone in her underwear was engraved into his memory as a constant picture that continued to spring up while he tried to sleep. Eventually, he was able to close his eyes with limited brain activity, but imagination certainly did not take a break. In dream, he did not turn her down and instead returned the advances that the girl was the first to impose. When morning came, the bloke woke from a restless slumber before the break of dawn and silently moved through the house, retrieving a pair of shorts and a workout shirt from the bedroom where the damsel slept still before returning to the living room to slip out the back door. He executed his usual routine: a fifteen mile jog along the south border of the reservation then returned slowly back to the house at a walk pace. The smell of something cooking upon the stove began to tingle his nostrils while he was still a mile out and it caused his body to react in anticipation of food. It had not occurred to him that the woman might be interested in cooking breakfast so therefore he had not gone shopping for supplied she may need in order to accomplish her task, but she seemed to be resourceful on her own and quite capable of finding the grocery store without a patriarchal escort. Without hesitation, Kat moved smoothly up the back steps and through the door as quietly as his animal half would naturally allow. Eyes instantly landed on the body standing in front of the stove in casual clothes with her hair pulled back out of her face. Suddenly, he was reliving scenes from his dream the night before. Fingers were running through her smooth hair and lips could kiss the soft, innocent skin. The shifter jerked himself from this fantasy with the reminder that he could not remain there with his sanity and comprehension skills intact. Deciding, he cleared his throat, giving away his presence if the lass did not already know and moved to a position where he could peer at the food in the pan over her shoulder, but not too close so that he felt he was invading her personal space. After getting a look, he nodded then backed away, glancing at the lady, about to speak, just when a knock could be heard upon the door. Grateful and yet annoyed at the interruption, the male moved to answer and pulled open the door to expose The Alpha standing patiently upon his front step looking rather well groomed considering the time of day. "May I come in?" The other asked politely almost instantly upon the opening of the door and Kat answered by stepping back so that the doorway was unblocked. As expected, the first and only thing the man noticed once he was inside was the vixen standing in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Silently, the cougar shifter shut the door then turned to stare at the Chosen of higher ranking than himself, watching with the readiness of a predator with the intent to protect. "It smells delicious. Do you mind a guest at your table?" After a shortly lived tense moment, a broad smile broke out across the charmers face, causing Kat's insides to churn just a little while he addressed the new woman of the house. Easily, the man slipped past their guest and moved to the table where he sat down and waited for the other to do so as well. Once food was finished, he stood and helped her to assemble the meal then sat down in the chair facing hers with The Alpha sitting between them on his left. At first, they ate without speaking however the drake remained cautious. This visit was not simply a change for the other Native American to get a glimpse of the fea that had been joined with the resident Chosen rebel; he had some motive and Kat could only guess that it dealt with business. After a short while, the Alpha began to eat slower then sat back in his chair and glanced towards the shifter who was already watching for this moment. "I'm sorry to call on you when you have been newlywed, but I have an assignment for you. Our sister tribe is experiencing some territory problems with local Cold Ones. I have arranged for you and your bride to arrive in two days." Holding a defensive seat, the other tried to appear relaxed by elongating his face and sitting back in his chair, but Kat would not be fooled. The Alpha was wary of his reaction which he should be. No. She does not need to come. With narrowed slits for vision, the drake replied to his summons and glanced towards the lady, wondering what she could be thinking of this situation. "You have had little time to know her, Kat. Take your beautiful wife. I am told you have not been outside of this reservation, Feylnx. Kat will be well equipped to show you what lies beyond." Turning to the girl, The Alpha flashed another one of his smiles, hoping to appeal to her in order to get Kat to agree to what was suggested. Gritting his teeth, the male sat straight and was able to fight back a low hiss of displeasure. I do not need the distraction. It is my decision. Voice was low as it rumbled forth from his chest with a threatening edge that hinted further discussion on the matter would not be welcomed. Within the next moment, Kat rose from his seat; a signal that it was time for The Alpha to leave. Looking rather disgruntled about it all, the guest did as was expected and stood to say his goodbyes to the lady before leaving with the Chosen on his heels to shut the door behind him.
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Post by Ayrn on Nov 23, 2010 23:23:08 GMT -5
Cooking was something that she was able to use to take her mind off the current situation. Within time she knew that it would get better, they would be more comfortable around one another and they would both fall into a safe routine that they were used to and hopefully learn to even enjoy one anothers company. She had been taught to cook by her father in the hope that she would continue to provide a wholesome home cooked meal while the rest of the tribe even started to get a little more commercialized. Now in the store they offered frozen cooked meals that took a maximum of three minutes to make, though that took the pride out of what was known to be a wifes job and while she had tried them on occasion they simply did not taste right and she did not understand how people could like the taste of cooking plastic within their food. Her mind was elsewhere as she stared at the cooking breakfast, the aroma of the fresh food was intoxicating and she was sure that it would drawn the male near as long as he was within the immediate radius. She was suprised since her sleep had been rather easy. While she did not know the male very well she did not doubt that he would protect her and the cougar was something that eased the tension while you might think it would be the opposite. It was rather appalling that her father had been so sure of her pick of the males and had not even come to wish her well or check on her. Surely he knew that with the type of guy that Kat was that they would completely skip the honeymoon stage. For them to be a part of something like that would be nothing but a lie. They were not celebrating a couple that had been together since highschool and loved eachother, they knew nothing about one another and were not even sure if this was going to work though it better since it was expected from the both of them in the way that their parents had made the arrangement. She vowed to herself that she would try her best to make it work and try her best to be the wife that Kat needed. She was easy to please and she did not ask for much. She took a step back leaning against the back of the counter only for her eyes to land on the male as the door opened and revealed him standing there in what looked like workout clothes. When he stepped forward his eyes rested on her body and a small gentle smile touched on features in a silent and warm greeting towards him before she then turned back to the food. He cleared his throat to ensure that she had heard him come in and she appreciated the gesture since he remained quite quiet and she did not like the thought of him sneaking up on her.He did not remain at the door for long before moving close enough that she was well aware of every movement in his body but not quite close enough for goose bumps to rise on flesh. Just as the tension seemed to mount a little and she was having a hard time focusing on the cooking there was a knock on the door and the man moved with ease to answer it. The food would be ready any moment so she did not want to move from where she stood. She recognized the other guy though she had never been formally introduced. The other guy asked if he would be able to come in and Kat moved back politely from the door to allow him inside. Yes of course. She uttered softly as they asked if it would be alright for him to stay for breakfast. Within a few moments the burners on the stove were turned off and she moved to place the food in bowls, moving easily with the male to get the things ready to put on the table. A large jug of orange juice was placed on the table as well as cutlery and plates. Once everything was there she took her seat. She was a little suspicious as her gaze then fell on Kat as he seemed to be watching the guy as if he was not convinced that the man had just wanted to come for breakfast this morning. Though he did not speak until they were all finished breakfast and she leaned back against the chair. Palms were placed on her lap politely as she watched the two of them. She restrained the urge to leave them to talk and wash the dishes knowing it would be impolite to step up from the table when she heard herself being mentioned. Something about the way the man said 'beautiful wife' made her skin crawl a little though she did not allow it to bother her. Of course the sound of getting out of the tribe appealed to the girl since she had been out briefly when she had been getting ready for the wedding though she did not allow it to show since it did not seem that Kat was going to allow her to come. It was something for him to decide and not this other guy. It was something for the two of them to talk about. Kat seemed to lose his patience with the other guy and the other man soon stepped through the door and back out into the forest. She then busied herself taking the plates from the table, glad that there had been three of them since there was no longer any leftovers, food that spent the night in the fridge never did taste the same the next day. She filled the sink full of soapy water before turning back to him. Am I allowed to come with you or no? I would really like to. She asked quietly before then busying herself with the dishes not too sure what else to say. After drying the last plate and setting them in the dish rack to dry she leaned back against the sink. So what are your plans for the day? She asked unsure if she was expected to spend the day doing something with him or how it was going to work or if he already had plans.
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Post by Lonestar on Nov 24, 2010 14:39:45 GMT -5
The Alpha made it as far as the porch; stepping out of the doorway and onto the sturdy wooden platform before turning back to the man with his mouth parted to release speech. Tired of the talk and worn out of the other's company, Kat met the attempt with a stormy expression before stepping back and shutting the door before more could be passed between the two. He did not immediately turn around to return to the kitchen where he could hear the woman now busy washing dishes. Instead the bloke took a moment to calm himself and after sighing, he felt the edge of rage slip away into the dark depths of his body then turned to walk back into the house. Reaching the table just as the damsel was reaching for the last of the plates, the drake inadvertently pressed even closer to her than what he had been the night before as he reached out to take the dish from the table before she could. Chest pressed into her shoulder and he sucked in a quick breath and froze momentarily, waiting till she backed away to return to the sink which was filling with hot water before freeing himself from that stance. Dark eyes stayed on her face while inaudible steps took him beside her and arm stretched out in front of them both to slip the dirty dish under the soap where it rested with the rest. He pulled his hand out then grabbed a towel sitting upon the counter to dry the skin with, knowing he was probably making the girl uncomfortable with his constant staring and wordless presence, but it was an involuntary instinct that he could not ignore. It was just a predators practice to watch their prey to learn about them and although she was certainly not his next meal, the vixen still held that aura that did not make her an equal to him in strength or ability. When the femine voice spoke, the baron instantly felt bad for what he had said in front of the other man and let his gaze drop to the floor between them as head tilted downward. I will not tell you no if you wish to come. Thick lyrics replied, liquids rising again to watch as she washed the dishes. To think of her asking permission from him to go on the trip caused guilt and anger to rise within the lord. She may be his wife, but unlike his ancestors he did not view women as something that could be owned and controlled. True, he was not enthusiastic about her coming along with him on a job because it meant he would be more worried about protecting her than eliminating the problem, but leaving the lady here on her own for however long he would be gone was not exactly an appealing alternative either. The towel was handed to her to dry the plates with as she finished each one and the man remained where he was throughout the whole task, wondering if she would be able to meet the pair that continued to follow each movement she made whenever she had finished. Expression did not change at her question although he did take a short moment to consider his options. They would be leaving in two days and within that time there was plenty to be taken care of. If you are coming with me, you will need heavier winter clothes. As if that sentence explained it all, the male turned around and headed towards the bedroom, shedding his shirt by pulling it over his head as he did so and starting to push down the shorts just before stepping through the threshold. Once inside, he changed into jeans and a shirt before grabbing a jacket from the closet and stepping back into the living room where he shrugged on his jacket before lifting gaze to meet her and leaning against the couch, obviously waiting on her to be ready to leave. Once she was, he moved to the front door and pulled on a pair of boots then opened the door and stood back for her to step through first before following her to the car. The engine started with no problem despite the temperature and windshield wipers quickly dislodged the thin layer of snow that had fallen the night before from the window. Kat drove away from the reservation with a low stream of oldies country music filling the cab from the speakers hooked up to the radio. Driving to the outskirts of the nearby town, the drake pulled into a parking space in front of an outdoors store and spoke as he turned the key and unbuckled his seat belt. Our sister tribe resides at the base of an mountain further to the North of us. He explained, giving her his reason for her needing thicker clothes before stepping out into the chilly air. Waiting for her, the man let her walk in front of him with his hands in the pockets of his jacket as they approached the front doors then passed through. Hand lifted in a familiar gesture to the cashier who returned the greeting just as Kat took the lead and started towards the women's clothing section of the store. Once there, he turned to look at her once, taking a quick sweep of her body before turning back to the racks and picking out clothing, silently moving from rack to rack as he gathered the necessities. They approached the changing rooms and he passed her what he had gotten: thermal pants and shirts, a thick, wind resistant pink jacket with a hood, thick black boots with places where spikes could be attached, and a pair of gloves that matched the jacket. These should all fit. Vocals spoke quietly as he stood back and waited for her to disappear in one of the stalls to try on the clothes.
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Post by Ayrn on Nov 25, 2010 0:57:04 GMT -5
Kat made it quite clear that he was not one to mess with. The temper had flared on the male to the point she had thought it might get physical though he had managed to reign in the fire that burned within, she could only hope that she would not be the recipient of this rage for some time to come until at least they were a little more comfortable. The other guy was soon out of the equation and absent from the porch as Kat shut the door. There was a small pause which she assumed he was gathering the temper from the incident before he walked back into the kitchen to join her. Arm stretched across the table to reach for the last dish that had been left there though another hand reached out and caught it in record time before her, as she rocked back on her heels body collided with his, her shoulder coming into contact with his chest. Nervous jitters ran all the way to her toes though the contact was brief, steady gaze landed on him to observe his expression and the way that it would have affected him. Nothing about the silence between the two of them bugged her, since she was an only child she was left to her own devices a lot of the time therefore meaning that there were not to many people to talk to. Her father was not too much of a talker either so they learnt to communicate in other manners and work in a harmonious way. Soon she was sure it would be the same for her and Kat with enough observation they would be able to predict one anothers moves and react long before words needed to be spoken. To her body language was nearly forgotten but there was an old saying that actions speak louder then words that she wished a lot of people would not have forgotten. When he told her that he would not tell her no if she wished to come she almost would have sworn that she caught a small glimpse of guilt cross his face, she did not know much of its origin but she nodded, dipping her chin to her chest before returning back to the dishes, realizing that they were finished and turning in his direction. This trip would be the perfect time to prove to him that she would not be a bother and she was not going to be a distraction to the mission that he was out on. She was his wife but that did not mean that he needed to keep an eye on her 24 hours of the day. She was able to fend for herself. He made a statement telling her that she would need heavier winter clothes if she was going to come with him and then moved off in the direction of the bedroom and she could not help but follow the hint and move into the room and rifle through the bag before picking out a hoody and tucking a teal and purple scarf around her neck before covering it all with a jacket, she had brought water proof lined boots and in record time she had spilled them on her feet, she was not the type of girl that spent an hour staring in the mirror and putting makeup on since the minimum amount was applied and rarely needed. She matched his strides to the car and pulled the passengers door open. The drive was short and old songs played on the radio though she did not mind it was actually soothing and calmed her nerves. Arm was rested on the arm rest as a small sigh was released before they pulled into the outdoor shops parking lot and she undid her seatbelt and stepped from the car while he seemed to want for her to walk ahead of her she slowed her strides until they matched and were side by side. He seemed to know the person at the front desk and waved politely as they entered a small smile was uttered in the direction of the person before Kat set to work finding the clothes that he deemed that she was going to be needing. Finding her size in different clothing designed to keep someone warm even in the coldest of temperatures. He announced that he thought all the clothes he had picked out would fit. Thank you. She stated quietly to him meeting optics for a moment and she stepped into the change room. A thermal pair of pants was put on followed by a thermal shirt, she felt as though she was going to sweat in the warmth of the room but ignored it for now as the jacket was pulled on overtop. She assumed he would want to see to approve. She was actually amazed that he had been able to get the size right just by looking at her even though he had seen her without her clothes the night before. She stepped out of the change room donning the new clothing, Do you approve? She asked with a small smile in a light joking tone before swivelling in the mirror so she was able to see the back of the jacket as well and changing back into her normal clothes that she had worn here. After paying the cashier she had one bag with her as she stepped into the car again. As they were in the small space together she turned to him. Can we stop at my dads so I can grab a few more things of mine. She asked. She would leave the rest until they came back from the trip though she had forgotten some essentials that she felt as though she could not live without. When they arrived close to where her dad lived she found herself quite excited to at least quickly be able to say hi to the horse she was sure thought he was being neglected. Her dad answered the door and seemed pleased to see both her and Kat there and immediately invited them in leading Kat in the direction of the living room asking if he would like any tea of coffee while he waited for her to finish packing a few more things. Entering her room caused a wave of homesickness though she did not allow it to take over and quickly packed a couple more bags of her things so she could feel a little more at home, the rest could wait until after they had returned from the mission. She dropped the bags at the door and then returned to the living room. Ill just be one more moment. She uttered, she made her way to the kitchen grabbing two carrots from the fridge and stepping out the back door allowing it to click closed behind her and instantly the two horses raised their heads and nickered at her stepping up to the fence to accept their treat, the one of her fathers did not linger long but her own stood at the fence and a deep sigh was uttered as lips were pressed to his muzzle and forehead rested against his, she missed the animal dearly.
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Post by Lonestar on Dec 5, 2010 1:45:33 GMT -5
A small dip of his head was all that was allowed as far as acknowledgement went in regards to the woman's polite thank you and forehead remained slightly tilted towards the ground while dark orbs strained to follow the figure as it disappeared behind into one of the changing rooms. Releasing a nearly inaudible breath while rocking back onto his heels to rest against the wall just outside of the row of rooms designated for trying clothes on and closed his eyes, trying not to think about who was behind the door right in front of him and that she was stripping down out of the well fitting outfit she had worn to the store. He was able for the most part to not think about her naked body, but that long, soft hair that contrasted so starkly with the creamy skin that incased her muscles was impossible to forget. It was all the bloke could do to keep from running his fingers through it or pulling her close so he could bury his nose in the luscious locks and breathe in the sweet scent. Thankfully, before his imagination could get too carried away with this fantasy, the sound of the door opening called his attention to the present and after swallowing hard, the man forced his shades to slide open and reveal the girl in the pink jacket he had picked out. Hardly listening to her teasing words, the drake took his hands out of his pockets and shifted weight forward so he could walk closer, and circle her so as to get an idea of the fit. Pleasantly, he had picked the right size and it fit her snuggly, but not to the extent of where her range of motion was limited. Yes I do. This should keep you warm and I will be able to find you in a blizzard if we ever get caught in one with this bright color. Nodding, he finally addressed her question and lifted his arm to pinch a section of the jacket where it was bright pink and pull the fabric outward to where it slid through his finger tips with a snap with a faint hint of a smile on his lips. After obtaining his approval, the damsel seemed ready to go back into the room and change back into her normal clothes, but Kat stopped her short with firm hands gripping her shoulders and turning her to face him. Hold on. I need to check and make sure the thermal clothes will be warm enough. Stand still. With vocals that were more coaxing than ordering, the man spoke of his wants then stood back to hold the lass away from him at arm’s length. Then he called on the animals inside, asking for the use of his beast's spectacular infrared vision in order to check the lady's heat emission. He had not explained what he was doing, but it was impossible to mistake the transformation of dark brown, nearly black eyes, to the amber hue of the cougar. Once it was finished, the male saw her like he would a prey animal. All clothing was gone and nothing showed but the bright red, orange, yellow and slightly greenish tints that made up the female’s body and his own arms. Around them, other objects that did not contain heat showed up in grayscale style with denser object seeming darker than less dense objects. Just by looking at Feylnx, her husband could easily see that her temperature was more elevated than would be considered normal for human beings because the red was spread out further from the core of her framework. He could also see the pump of the heart each time it contracted; a fascinating sight despite the many times he had seen it before now in various animals. Pulling himself away, the drake shut his eyes tightly and released her, motioning for her to go change now as he stepped backwards and waited for her to emerge again. Once she did, they were free to make their way to the front of the building and the check out. Letting her walk ahead some, the lord made a detour to grab a sleeping bag from the camping section since in previous times he had not needed to use one thanks to his superior body heat of his morph. By the time he reached the check out, the woman had already paid for her things which he had intended to buy, but he said nothing about it and instead paid for the sleeping bag before moving to her side and taking the bags from her so she could walk to the car with unburdened arms. The things were placed into the backseat before the baron settled into the driver's seat and started up the engine to pull out of the car. At her request, he nodded and turned down the road heading back towards the reservation, but instead of turning off early to go to his home, the car continued down the road till it wrapped around almost the entire village before pulling off onto a side road that pulled up almost directly to her father's home. Shutting off the car, he got out with her and approached the front door; standing a little behind her while she knocked to wait on the elder man's answer. Smiling politely, he greeted the girl's father with a firm handshake before following him into the living room and declining the offer of tea or coffee. Quietly, he exchanged a few words with the man while the lass got packed, but after nearly half an hour had passed, the man began to worry and excused himself from his current company and slowly made his way back to her bedroom. When he did not find her, a frown crossed his features before he saw out the window to the backyard and noticed she was by the paddock with the horses. Kat moved back through the house and exited through the back door; walking almost silently on the snow despite his weight as he approached her from behind. Stopping, he watched as she kissed the horse's nose. It was then that it struck him; the lady did not deserve to be forced to have only him for company. He had taken her from everything she knew and not given much to replace what been left. When we return here, I’ll build a place for you to keep your horse. I'm sure your father will not protest you taking him. Vocals were spoken as could be expected from the male; quietly. Before speaking, he had moved closer to the point where only a few inches separated her back from his chest and now he reached over her shoulder to pet the horses muzzle with the back of his hand then allowing the palm to settle lightly upon her shoulder. Are you ready? Patiently, he waited till she gave the affirmative then dropped his touch, waiting for her to start towards the house before following along behind so they could say goodbye to her father. The older man followed them out the front door and waved from the porch while Kat drove away, heading towards his house. After parking in the usual spot, he got out then retrieved the bags from the bag seat and led the way towards the house to open the door for her to walk on in ahead of him. Without stopping, he moved straight to the bedroom and set her purchases on the bed then glancing around the room, expecting her to have followed him inside. You can clean out the closet and take whatever space you need. He told her once she came into view before walking through the kitchen to the back door and heading back out into the snow. Today was the day to get everything organized for the trip and it gave Feylnx the perfect opportunity to settle herself into the house she would be leaving in another day.
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Post by Ayrn on Dec 5, 2010 3:38:15 GMT -5
When she had stepped out of the changing room to be put under the scrutiny of the male heart rate elevated a little with the womans attempt to please the man, it was starting to become more and more important to her as the time went on. When he stated that he approved she then turned back to get changed into the clothes that she had worn coming here before he caught her by the shoulders and turned her to face him before he then told her that he needed to check if it would be warm enough for her, at this eye brows rose a little in question as to what was coming next. She did not expect the change that reflected in the mans eyes to the cougar she had met a few nights before, though that was the only change luckily since she knew how horrible it would look in the store if all of a sudden a guy came in and changed into a large cat out of no where. She was at ease though as eyes seemed to be able to see right through her. She shifted a little beneath the intense stare though remained still as he had asked her to. Within a couple moments though it was over and she returned to the changing room to shed the winter clothes that she almost felt as though she was sweating beneath to replace them with a much milder version. She thought nothing of the payment that was made for the clothes, after all they were going to be worn by her. He stepped after her before then grabbing the bags from her and putting them in the backseat of the car before sliding into the drivers side while she took the passengers side. Seatbelt was pulled across her lap as eyes then drifted to the scenery that passed by as the car was started and pulled out onto the road that lead back to the tribe. It was hard to believe that she had lived her entire life in the area and yet had never been beyond much of the woods. There were certain times where she had felt the craving to go out and explore the different parts of the world but it seemed much too overwhelming and she did not want to follow in her mothers footsteps since she had done her father enough damage and she was sure that he would fear the worst from his teenage daughter. Though she had taken after the male a lot more since she had been raised from birth with good morals. She wondered what it would be like to live under the roof of a normal house with a normal family and go to public school but she knew that there were a lot of things that she was sheltered from and therefore thankful for though that was not to mean that she was completely ignorant to the reality around them after all from a young age her father read the newspaper and she would end up sneaking off to the porch with it when he was finished. There was a lot that a little girl could learn from a publication like that. Though it all started out with her liking the crosswords. She had not really paid much attention to where her fathers house was in contrast to Kat's. Kat's seemed to be on the completely opposite edge and to get to her fathers home they had to drive all the way through the forest and through the tribe to get to it. She stepped from the car and was in front of him when they walked up the porch. Hand was raised to knock on the door and her father must have been close because the door was opened almost immediately. My dear girl, I have missed you.... Kat, its so nice to see you. Come in, both of you. He opened the door wide for them while she then said a few words to her father to be polite before moving off into her room to pack the remainder of her things so that she could feel as though she was completely moved in with Kat, who was her husband. The rest of the things were packed into a set of luggage that she had yet to use and piled by her door before she had then walked out to see the horses, bringing a carrot from the fridge in which she broke into two pieces. Feeding it to the horses that immediately came to then fence. She had had the horse for so long it was strange being without hime even for the small amount of time that she had been away. She barely even noticed Kat coming up behind her. The close proximity between the two of them caused breath to hitch in the back of her throat and heart to speed up but she did not allow this to captivate her into doing something she might regret. She needed to get used to being this close to him. She did have to admit that this was much better then not feeling anything towards him. There was the prospect of this marriage actually working. Though she would not get her hopes up so soon they were both dancing on egg shells in order to make it work and soon enough someone was going to get hurt. He reached out towards the horse who was smart enough to sniff him cautiously before exhaling against the mans palm. The horse stood there calmly before them. Fey allowed herself to relax beneath his touch as his hand landed on her shoulder and a promise was made to build the horse a home when they returned from the trip. With that an overwhelming emotion came over her and she turned so that she was facing him, arms were eased around his shoulders drawing her body near to him until thin frame was pressed up against his much more muscular one. Thank you. She uttered softly before realizing her sudden burst of emotion and dropping her arms. Looking a little sheepish with cheeks reddening slightly as gaze was averted to the ground. When he asked if she was ready crown bobbed with a yes before she walked back to the back door and stepped into the insides of the house. She said her good byes to her dad before then walking out the door and grabbing her personal belongings. The drive did not take long and they were engulfed in the silence that she found to be normal between them, though she did not mind since she thought that a lot of time there were a lot of unneeded words that passed between two people and actions meant a lot more anyways. When she arrived at the house she grabbed what she could carry between the stuff that had been bought and the belongings she had packed and followed him into the house discarding her shoes at the door before following him into the bedroom. After he told her that she could clean out the closet and use whatever space she found that she needed she reached for his arm as he turned to head outside. Look Kat, you don't need to change your life for me. She wanted to add on that she could fend for herself but strangely enough she was enjoying having the male around. She spoke so quietly it was nearly inaudible. Gentle gaze then met his for a moment before dropping her grasp on his arm. She then set to work putting her stuff away. Nothing appearance wise was altered around the room since it was his place and this was the way that he liked it and believe it or not she liked that the style reflected would give her some insights into what the male liked and disliked. She had put all her clothes away in the closet before she pulled out a piece of luggage and packed for the trip so that she would not have to worry about it later on. When everything was finished she then pulled on a hoody which was covered by a jacket and wool socks to brave the weather. Boots were laced and brought to the back door of the house. When she stepped into the snow she realized that he was sitting on the porch sorting through what looked to be camping stuff. I am going to go for a walk. She stated with a soft smile. When stepping into the lawn a mischevious thought crossed her mind as she bent down to gather a handful of snow with a small smirk and tossed it in the direction of the male, she did not hit him, though her aim was stellar and it hit the support beam right beside him before she then turned away as if nothing happened and continued on along the lawn towards the woods. She had not taken the time to explore this area.
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Post by Lonestar on Dec 5, 2010 22:33:21 GMT -5
The embrace came before the bloke could even start to brace himself for it. Not many got away with surprising the male, but here this young girl was, doing something no one else had ever been able to accomplish, when she had not even known him a week. At first, it was all Kat could do to stand there with his arms hanging uselessly in the air, but his body, despite the mind's aversion to the unexpected contact, warmed to the touch of hers and muscles relaxed in response. Slowly, he let his arms fall a bit awkwardly to wrap around her back, holding her lightly against him as she pulled him down to her level with the arms encircling his neck. He swallowed hard and made no objection when the damsel pulled away quite suddenly, leaving him to straighten his stance while nearly black depths were riveted to her face, catching the blush just before she nodded in response to his question and headed back towards the house. Silently he followed; playing the part he was expected to. Once they got home, he knew he needed to try and distance himself from her because he could not stop thinking about how she had felt against him and the way he had welcomed the touch instead of felt indifferent about it as what should have happened. The alpha had given him the perfect reason to take leave of her presence by giving him the task. Things would need to be checked and double checked to make sure the equipment was still in working shape and would not break on them when they were in dire need of it: something he could do outside considering all the equipment was in the shed for safe keeping until he needed it again. Luckily, he had a spare pack that would be able to work for the female, but he had not tested all that was packed within the spare in almost a year. Plus the vixen needed to settle herself into the house that was now not only his but hers as well. Just as he was walking out the door, he was surprised for the second time that day by the lass as she grabbed his arm to stop him from leaving. Frowning, he turned back to look at her with a raised brow, silently asking what was wrong. Chin lifted in response to her words, dark surfaces roaming over her body for a brief moment before lips parted and he released speech. This is my house; not my life. A great many things could change in this building and still not affect my life. Gaze held hers for a moment longer before figure turned around and steps carried him again towards the door, but before he could reach it, the lord stopped again and looked over his shoulder at her. Except for your presence here. Lyrics added quietly, almost as an afterthought, just as he reached out for the door and stepped out into the snow. Without hesitation, he moved down the stairs of the porch and crossed the cleared space that could be considered a lawn to the corner where a small wooden building sat that matched the house. Pulling off the unclosed padlock, he opened the door to reveal the dark depths, but eyes quickly adjusted to the lack of light and the packs were easily located then taken from the shed before the door was shut once again. Shouldering one and carrying the other, the male moved back to the porch and leaned both bags against the side of the house. Then, crouching down on his heels, he opened first the spare one and began to take out its contents. Only once it was completely empty did he check the bag itself for holes or weak spots that could tear before turning to the tools that were inside. Everything was good: still in working condition so he packed the bag back then turned to his personal pack just when the back door opened with a soft creak. Chin lifted instantly, orbs settling on the woman quickly as she huddled closer to herself after shutting the door behind her. Watching with a blank face that did not give away his interest, the man heard her announcement and kept his eyes on her just until she was off the porch then turned his attention back to unloading his pack. Just when he was beginning to engross his mind in his work, he felt the cold flakes of snow hit the back of his head and his exposed neck while at the same time hearing the splat of the snowball against the wood. Turning, he saw the snow dripping off the support beam, but looked past it towards the woman who was acting all innocent walking towards the tree line when there was no doubt in his mind that she was the one who threw the challenge. Standing, he moved to the ledge and gathered snow from the top of the railing to form into a ball shape without thinking. With it finished and sitting in his hand waiting to be thrown, the man questioned his choice, knowing he could not hit her body with it. Pursing his lips, he debated dropping the ball from the porch and to the ground, but his competitive side would not allow him to do so and instead, he aimed just as she had started into the forest and threw it against a tree that was right beside her shoulder at the exact time to where the snow would fly and hit her face. Take care. Plenty who know the wood have gotten lost in my section of the forest. Warning was sent out to her with a smug smirk while the man stood proud on his porch, planning to observe her until she disappeared from sight.
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Post by Ayrn on Dec 8, 2010 21:14:25 GMT -5
When she hugged him she was not too sure who was more shocked. Him or herself who was stunned that she had allowed herself to give into temptation though he did not react in the way that scared her. He did not pull away and push her from him instead it took a moment for icey facade to thaw enough for him to return the gesture. Arms were loose but they were around her, she did not want to tempt fate though and dropped her arms within a matter of moments after this had happened though. She hated how she was able to feel the red come to her face and flush her cheeks so therefore ended up looking to the ground. She wandered back through the house and said her goodbyes to her dad before then getting into the car and heading back to the house. When they were there they stepped into the house and she organized herself putting everything away in the closet. As he passed by her she instantly regretting having said what she just did and mouth clamped shut as she did not reply allowing him to continue on his way out the door. Then when she was finished she deemed that she needed a little air and stepped onto the porch after bundling up in snow clothes. As she threw the snowball at him she could not help but muster a small chuckle though she did not look back as if he might think it was someone other then her. As she thought that he was not going to retaliate a frozen ball of ice hit the tree in front of her sending snow down her neck and causing her to shiver a little turning back to aim a glare at him, in a playful manner. Perhaps it was possible for him to relax a little and not be so serious as he seemed to be all the time though she was not going to push it. Savour the small glimmer that she saw from him and store it into the banks of good times. Brow raised slightly as he told her to take care that his section of the forest seemed to stump a lot of people and get lost. Well she did not doubt that if she ended up getting lost that he would seek her out in his other form. Though she planned for it to not end up that way. She dipped her head in a nod as she then moved on into the woods. Strides were easy and long limbed along a deer path that she found. She knew that if she remained on the deer path all she would have to do would be turn around and trace her steps back to find her way back to the house. Mind was allowed to wander when she reached a large pond that was nearly frozen over. Picking up a rock by the edge of the water she threw it so it bounced along the frozen surface. With a bored sigh she then turned back to walk across the path and back into the yard. She was rather proud that she had not gotten lost and had not needed to be rescued by him since that would have been horribly humiliating. Steps were light on the porch and by now the sun had sunk below the horizon line and the disappeared. She had no idea that it had taken so long for her to walk back when hand landed on the door and pulled it open. Boots were discarded at the door as well as coat and rest of her snow gear leaving her in a long sleeved t-shirt and jeans. Not sure where the man was she stepped into the bedroom pulling out a book that she was halfway through before then sitting on the couch in the living room and drawing her knees to her chest and opening it.
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Post by Lonestar on Dec 17, 2010 0:51:57 GMT -5
As he had planned, the man watched the girl until she disappeared from his human sight into the wood before turning around and continuing to check his own hiking pack. Everything was in order so he returned the tools to the bag before taking both of them around the house to set them on the front porch to lean against the wall by the door. With still another day to pass before they were due to leave, Kat was reluctant to return back to the musty house in order to pack clothes for the trip when that could be put off for tomorrow. Restless with pent up energy that had accumulated over the past day, the man entered the house, returning to the bedroom to briefly change into clothes suitable for running before heading back out the front door. He knew Feylnx would not be back for a while since she had just gone to explore the forest behind his house so he was not apprehensive about needing to be here when she returned and distracting himself from thoughts of her would keep the man from worrying about the maiden getting lost. To soothe himself, he decided that if she was still not back by the time he had finished with his run, he would go looking for her. Releasing his mind of that thought, the bloke jogged down the steps and turned onto one of the deserted dirt roads that no one drove on any longer. When he was a kid, there had been a new extension of the reservation village that had begun to develop down this road and they had just begun building houses when a freak strike of lightning set the whole area on fire and burned any and all of the structures that had been built. Since then, the people of the reservation had written the area off as cursed and refused to attempt to rebuild, forcing the new families that had been planning on living there to relocate to the area of the reservation where Kat's house now resided. The old road was a favored route to run on for the shifter because the sort of eerie peace reminded him that places did exist where humans did not have the courage to put down their roots. Sometimes nature could prevail over humanity. Once the sun had begun it's decent past the horizon, the drake headed back to the house and by the time he came to the front gate, a thin layer of sweat beads had formed on his skin. On the way up the walkway, he regulated his breathing then entered the house to be met with the still strange scent of the woman. At least he knew she did not get lost. The door shut quietly then the male started towards the bedroom so he could take a shower and on the way, he nearly ran into his wife who was making her way out of the destination room with a book in her hand. Dodging around her without saying anything, the lord continued to the room and shut the door halfway before stripping down and going into the bathroom where he rinsed off the sweat and dirt with the warm water that came from the shower head. Finishing, he got out and pulled on clean boxers before dressing in a pair of loose, navy pajama pants and grabbing a white shirt out of the drawer before walking towards the living room. As he moved, he stuck his arms through the holes in the shirt, but only pulled the fabric over his head and down his torso once he was halfway through the living room. A map of the state was retrieved from the desk table in the corner of the room where he had left it last and then the shifter moved to have a seat on the couch, spreading out the map on the coffee table in front of him while leaning over with one elbow rested upon his knee and the other arm resting on the table as fingers traced over the paper in the area that they were going to be going.
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Post by Ayrn on Dec 17, 2010 2:31:32 GMT -5
The warmth from the house folded around her like a comforting blanket replacing the cold wind that was starting to blow across the terrain. It was a welcome change to thaw the woman's extremities hands were rubbed together as the friction caused a bit of warmth to fester. Jacket was taken off her shoulders and hung on the hangers beside the door. Boots were kicked off and placed on the mat at the front door. Her mind was reeling with things to do. She knew that she was alone sensing that the male was no longer in the house. The bags that he had been packing were against the wall of the porch. She instantly moved into the bedroom wanting to change her clothes because the bottom of her pants were wet and that was a pet peeve of hers that she had grown to hate. Since it was more than warm enough she changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top, some of her popular sleeping clothes since she loved the way the blanket and sheets would be felt on her bare legs. The book from the dresser had been grabbed on her way out before heading to the kitchen, a domesticated attempt being made at being a wife as she gathered the ingredients for cookies. Flour, eggs and other ingredients for the dough of the homemade treat were placed and stirred in a bowl until they were the right consistensy before she grabbed a cookie tray and placed enough little round shapes for a dozen of them. The oven beeped telling her that it had preheated to the right temperature and she placed the cookie sheet in the bottom rack before closing the door and making a note of the time that she was there. Promising herself she would keep track of time she then moved to the living room where she curled up against the one end of the couch and drew knees close to her chest before opening the book. Gaze was then raised when she heard the door open and it revealed the man looking as though he had just gone to workout somewhere. As he passed by her a small smile was offered though he did not seem to even look in her direction before heading to the bedroom. The water turned on in the shower and she went back to her reading before after a few pages she glanced up and noticed that it was nearly the time to take the cookies out of the oven. She stood placing the book on the coffee table before walking back into the kitchen to save the delicious treats from burning, she managed to find a towel that she would be able to use as an oven mitt since she was not too sure where everything in the kitchen was as of yet and she was not too sure if the man would be the type to have something like an oven mitt. This was not held against him though. She set them on top of the stove to cook though knew the scent of the freshly baked goods were strong in the air. After the first snow fall of the year it had always been a tradition in her dads household that she would make cookies for him and they would sit at the kitchen table after a snow ball fight and drink milk and eat warm cookies, and while she was not at her dads she could at least recall the fond memories that this brought. For the first time today when Kat had retaliated with a snow ball had she seen a glimmer of hope, maybe this guy was not all serious all the time, it was not healthy for him. But she hoped that the little gestures she planned on carrying out would be enough to content him. She really did strive to please him and prove to be a worthwhile wife even if he did not even want to be married. She then returned to the couch before he had returned from the shower taking her previous position with the book. She nearly jumped when she had become so engrossed in the book and the male appeared at the door with only half a shirt on. She turned back to the pages. A small chuckle was nearly inaudible at a part in the book but reminded of the cookies she put it back down on the table before then going back into the kitchen and pouring two glasses of milk and returning with a plate of warm cookies. Handing him a glass as well as the plate of cookies she rested back against the couch and the map laid out on the table caught her interest. Is that where we are going? She asked him.
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Post by Lonestar on Dec 18, 2010 2:10:20 GMT -5
Feylnx's smile that greeted him was caught out of the corner of his eye and yet the man was too far in his journey to the bedroom to be sure and return the gesture and therefore had continued silently while at the same time feeling the awkwardness that seemed to settle over them for a majority of the time. It normally would not faze him much except that Kat felt that he as the man should be making an effort to allow the woman to feel comfortable in her new home with the husband she had been practically forced to marry. True, marriage had not been on his mind at the time they got engaged either, but now that they were tied together he did not mind it as he had originally thought he would. Having company in the house was still something he would need to get used to and certainly having a woman stay for longer than a night was a new experience for him, but already he was beginning to feel less of a need to be outside all of the time. The smell of cookies was the first thing his nose picked up once he stepped out of the shower and instantly the bloke's interest peaked as he tied the towel around his waist briefly to glance out the small crack between the bedroom door and its frame to see her in the kitchen with the oven open taking a sheet of cookies out. Stomach rumbled it's protest in him standing there while food was waiting on him and he pulled away to quickly change then move out into the living room, but instead of making a straight bee-line for the stove, he retrieved the map from his desk, deciding to not steal a cookie just yet in case the girl has special plans for them. Attention shifted from the piece of paper in front of him to the lady as her weight lifted from the couch then she disappeared out of his line of vision, making some noise in the kitchen as she opened and closed a few cupboards. Curious as to what she was doing, but not quite curious enough to give away his interest, the shifter tried to turn back to the map, but only stared at the lines and pictures blindly with his mind completely engrossed by the lass in the house with him. Soon his hunger was quenched when she returned with a plate of cookies and two glasses of milk, surprising him as she set them down on the coffee table between them as an offer. Sitting up some, he looked first at the food and drink before shifting gaze to her with a quick nod. Thank you. Vocals offered before his arm stretched across the space and picked up one of the cookies from the plate and popped it in his mouth whole. Unfortunately, he did not account for the fresh goods to be hot and therefore was left with a burnt tongue for his over eagerness to eat the sweets. Disguising his distaste by taking a long swig of the milk there, the man was able to look back at the map and actually comprehend what he saw in order to accomplish the main reason he had gotten it out in the first place. At her question, he paused, glancing up and sideways at her before leaning back and nodding with one hand rubbing the back of his neck. Yes. It's been a while since I was there. I just wanted to make sure I knew where the boundaries laid. As he spoke, he leaned back forward then with his forefinger, traced an invisible line along the river and mountain's edge to show her where he was talking about. After that, he sighed and relaxed against the couch's cushions, having finished with looking at what he wanted to on the map. Now his memory of the sister tribe's territory was refreshed and he was no longer worried about the task that he had been assigned too. Territorial disputes were never easy to take care of, but he hoped to resolve the matter quickly then getting his wife away from the only known permanent vampire family in the state that the Chosen were aware of. The bloodsuckers were the main reason Kat did not want to take Fey along with him on the trip. With him preoccupied by whatever trouble they were causing, she would make easy prey and as she was his now, losing her would not be taken very lightly. Sitting back, the man watched her for a little while, leaving the map on the coffee table open in cause she wanted to take a look at where they were going. After enough time had passed and she turned back to her book, the man grabbed another cookie, making sure to take smaller bites so as to not burn himself again, and folded up the map to put it back where he had gotten it from. Leaving her in the living room on her own for a moment, he went back into the bedroom and got his phone, noticing he had a missed call from his mother and a voice mail message to go along with it. As he walked back into the living room, he called his voice mail and listened to his mother babble on about how she hoped everything was going well before requesting that his new bride meet her for breakfast in the morning. After she finally finished her message, he felt free to delete it then returned to the couch and eating another cookie before turning to the damsel. My mother would like you go meet her at my parents house for brunch tomorrow. He told her as he relaxed against the arm and waited for the reaction that would follow. He did not doubt that she would accept his mother's offer, but he was curious to see if she would be nervous about the prospect or not.
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Post by Ayrn on Dec 18, 2010 4:46:02 GMT -5
Unlike he might think the prospect of him moving around the house without so much of a word did not seem as intimidating anymore. In fact it was rather peaceful considering a lot of people ended up blabbering on and defeating the purpose of words. To her words were only used to express things that were impossible to be expressed through actions. She had always been rather quiet and a little shy in school so therefore she tended to become a little more independant and be able to entertain herself. She was rather comfortable on the couch and did not even move when he sat down beside her. He seemed to appreciate the cookies and reached for one the moment she set them down and murmered a thank you. The words were met with a soft expression and smile. She knew that they were hot though and did not touch them as of yet. She could see that he had burnt himself when he reached instantly for the glass of milk. Brow furrowed wishing that she would have had the chance to tell him that they were hot before he had attempted to eat it. As the book had been placed down on the table he confirmed that the map he was looking at was one for the place that they would be going. She nodded lightly watching his finger run over certain areas that appeared to be the boundaries to two seperate regions. Once it seemed as though the cookies would not be scorching hot she took a bite from one, eating the rest of it before drinking some of the milk. She knew that in the time that they were away that the milk would go bad so it just seemed logical to drink it. In some ways she wished that she would be staying home during that time, she had dealt with a lot of change lately and she was still getting used to living with him in a house that she did not know. It was hard since she had lived with her father int he same house for her entire life. She did not show this though. Kat had enough to worry about and he was also getting used to her so she figured as long as they both were trying their best then eventually it would all work itself out. So far they seemed to be able to get along quite well. She was laid back enough that not too much bothered her. He seemed content to not push her either, sure they were living together but they were still developing and testing the waters. After he seemed to finish with the map he leaned back against the cushions and sighed, the smallest gesture that caused a small tinge of her smile to brighten. Already she worried about him since he always seemed to be on a mission and tense as if he was ready to jump into battle at any moment. She knew that it was not possible to be that way without eventually exploding so to see him harbour an attempt at a small relaxation was nice. To her being the mans wife was not just about being true to him it was also about keeping a careful watch for things that might ail him in the future since she would be the one to see him the most. She glanced at the map for a moment storing a mental picture of the terrain before returning to her book and feeling his eyes on her. She finished the chapter and had been so engrossed in the story that she had not noticed him leave his end of the couch. Though he had not gone far. She heard him approach the door frame from the bedroom and looked up to see that he was on his phone, after finishing the glass of milk she bent the page in the book and jaws parted in a small yawn as reading always seemed to make her tired. Eyes were allowed to close for a moment as she leaned her head back against the cushion. She felt the weight change slightly as he sat down again though she did not move not until the deep sound of his voice made its way to her ears and greenish tinged hazel pools flicked open to meet his gaze. He told her that his mother wanted to have brunch with her tomorrow and head dipped in a nod. Of course, what time? She was a little nervous though that would not be portrayed on the surface. There was no real use being nervous, of course she wanted for the woman to like her and approve of her, though when it came down to the technicalities she was already married to the ladys son. After all she knew that she would not get any comforting words from Kat. After he told her what time she was expected to be there she nodded lightly indicating that she had heard him. Well I am going to go to bed, good night Kat. She stated gently. Had she not tread in dangerous waters two times already today she might have considered lingering with a brief moment of contact though this time she paused long enough for him to hear her before turning back towards the bedroom. The house seemed especially warm tonight so she only used one of the blankets, she kept the door open of the room and turned the lights off. They would have a busy next couple days she wanted to be well rested. Even in the dark she was able to make her way to the washroom to turn the lights on so that she could wash her face and brush her teeth before then walking back into the room and settling in the bed. Pulling the covers up to her chin she allowed long hair to be free of the elastic that had bound it earlier and the elastic was placed around her wrist for a place that would be handy to have it. She laid her head on her pillow and it was only a few moments before breath settled into a rythm and she was asleep. It was sometime in the middle of the night when senses caused her to startle awake, a strange noise that had not been heard the night before awoke her and caused her heart to thump so hard in her ears. A shadow at the window of the bedroom moved and she felt like just curling into a ball and hiding but that would be too much like all those horror movies where the person attempted to hide but the axe murderer would always find them. Lower lip was bit as feet were thrown over the bed to bring her close to the floor and away from the view of the window where there was still a shadow and the occasional thump against the side of the house. Panic settled in and she crawled across the rest of the floor until she knew that she was out of sight from the bedroom. She stood but then realized there were so many other windows where she was exposed. Already she was shaking. She knew this was ridiculous but she could not help it. When she reached the couch she debated her next action would he think she was someone else and lash out, or what would happen. A palm was placed gently on her shoulder. I'm sorry for waking you up, Kat, But I think theres something outside, theres a shadow at the window and a thumping noise. She uttered and it all came out in a jumbled mess. So much for trying to compose herself. It did not help that just as she finished talking there was a loud crash that she was sure would have waken him anyways and the girl stepped back from the couch.
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Post by Lonestar on Dec 20, 2010 20:33:03 GMT -5
Ten. Deep vocals answered just as the end of his milk glass was tipped upward and the rest of the lactose rich liquid disappeared to his mouth. Eyes turned to watch as the lass' jaws parted in a wide yawn while body shifted forward and arm extended to set the glass down upon the coffee table's surface in front of them. The news did not appear to bother her which was not in entirely surprising however he found it interesting for the reaction showed that the maiden was at least a little confident in her abilities to be pleasing to others. His mother was generally polite woman but certainly had never been one filled with warm affections. Neither of his parents were actually very passionate in their emotions so he hoped that his new wife did not expect them to lavish upon her uneeded words to make her comfortable in their presence. In this way, the man was akin to his family. One could easily see where his temperment had stemmed from although the small bursts of anger that flared in him for the most part was a mystery; one that could be blamed on his position as a Choosen member of the tribe. Within the next few moments, the damsel rose from her seat and excused herself to go to bed and the lord rose with her, keeping gaze steady as dark pair followed her through the house. Goodnight Feynlx. Kat replied quietly, waiting till she had gone behind the door to their bedroom before turning to the table and gathering the empty plate and glasses to take them to the sink where he washed them out and left them sitting to be completely cleaned in the morning. Covering the length of the living room, he then approached the corner beside the desk sitting off to the side and picked up the folded sheets and pillow that he had set there that morning upon waking up. He bent to set them upon the comfortable couch then stripped his shirt before hearing the girl leave the bathroom and shut off the light. Silently, he moved through the doorway and snuck his way into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him then turning on the light so he as well could use the toliet and brush his teeth. Once finished, the drake made his way back to the living room in the dark then like a military man created his makeshift sleeping arraingement before settling down to fall almost instantly to sleep. At some point during the middle of the night, the quiet padder of feet upon the floor approaching the couch caught his attention and instantly returned his brain from the land of slumber to which it had disappeared for the time stretching before then. For a moment, he questioned who it was with a body tense for defense, but once her soft hand touched his shoulder and the quiet lyrics fluttered through the air to grace his inner ear, there was no longer any reason to guess. So as to not startle her further, the male slowly sat up while listening to the explanation of her need for him to be awake at this time in the night then debated his next plan of action. He knew the most likely culprit was a tree limb that had grown a bit too long and now brushed against the side of the house because of the heavy winds, but some part in him was worried that too steady of a belief in this theory could be his undoing and he was more of a man of caution when it came to the lives of others. Standing, hands pulled her up by her shoulders then a tight grip upon her wrist pulled her along behind him to the end of the house furthest away from the bedroom where there was a small basement room that had been built for necessity. Upon reaching it, Kat retrieved the key from the top of the trim then pressed it into her hand before opening the door and directing her gently down the small flight of stairs and turning her to face him while at the same time reaching for the light switch. Lock the door when I leave. Do not open it for anyone but me. Pausing, he looked past her at the shotgun leaning up agaisnt the wall then stepped forward to press her back physically to where he could grab the barrel of the gun and press it into her hands. Cradle it with your shoulder, aim, and squeeze the trigger if anyone tries to kick the door in. Confident that he had covered everything with her that needed to be covered, the drake nodded them turned to head out of the door, pulling it shut behind him then waiting to hear the lock click before heading off through the back door to go around to the front side of the house where the bedroom was. Once he had stepped outside, there was a loud crash which could be heard and it urged him to move faster towards his destination. Even crouching, the man covered ground fairly quickly, but remained in his human form for the time being as he did not know what had been making all the noise. It did not take him long to reach the front of the house and once he did, he found his original assumptions to be correct however, the limb which had been bothering the woman had broken off and caused a portion of the overhang foor the porch to break in as well as busting the window to the room. Straightening, the man assessed the damage done for a little while then returned to the house once he determined that he would have to fix it in the morning once the storm outside had ebbed and the light of the sun could give him a better view of what needed to be done. Moving first to the basement, Kat knocked upon the doors surface than called out to the fatal inside. Feylnx you can come out now. It was just a tree. He informed her then waited till she came out before heading towards the washroom where he gathered a few towels from the cabinet and a roll of tape from underneath the sink. Moving to the window, he tried to trod as carefully as he could among the glass shards in his bare feet to stand. Turning to Fey, he handed the tape to her then held up the towels to the window in order to block the cold wind from coming into the house as best as he could. Tear me off tape. He asked before extending his hand with forefinger pointed out from the rest of the fingers where she could stick the strips. Efficiently, the male stuck the towels up then turned to look at the fea with a bow of his head. Thank you. He offered, recognizing now that his words asking her for tape had sounded far too much like a order that had come from his mouth to address his wife. Glancing around, the bloke remained standing there for a moment longer while at the same time feeling the draft from the window despite his attempts at temporarily fixing the problem. It will be cold in here till I get the window fixed. You can sleep on the couch.
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