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Post by Lonestar on Mar 4, 2011 2:55:00 GMT -5
I am in far less danger than you and I would have taken care of both of them if they had come to me. I would have no choice. You are merely human and much more easily to take the life of than I. You will not defend me against another immortal. I shall lock you away until threat is gone if you insist on doing so. Vocals replied back immediately, casting away her defiance with only a little surprise in regards to the declarations that had been made. Regardless of whether she considered him now family and therefore hers to guard, the male would not allow her to do so. It was his own duty to provide protection and it was a job he was perfectly competent at. He left no room for further argument upon it by ending his speech in a threat that he had no qualms about executing if the situation required it and by redirecting their attention to the real subject that mattered: her foot and its injury. That was soon settled easily enough with as little pain dealt to the maiden as possible and as if on a trend, the damsel again raised her voice in contradiction to his words. Curious as to how such an unusual attitude came about and exasperated at speaking for he felt like he was rousing his jaws from the long hiatus, the man let loose a sigh and continued on with his plan of gathering what he could salvage. Yes, I intended to start off tomorrow. Mentally mapping the path that they would be taking the next day from the sections of the real map that he had memorized, the bloke decided to chose the easiest route which was not too far off from the quickest route. In return, they would have to walk another two hours, but he doubted that this delay would cause much grief. Unlike her, he was confident in the weather's pattern and the clues that the mountains gave him. Currently, it may be lightly snowing, but that snow would soon dissipate and leave the sun to shine upon the earth for a few days before once again engulfing it in darkness. That was how it always seemed to go. The calm before the storm was always the most brilliant. After he finished gathering things and readying part of their food, he picked her up into his arms to retrieve the pot, not wanting her to walk on the foot more than necessary for they would have a time of discovering shelter later in the day. She seemed surprised by his actions, but not unpleasantly so and the contented resting of her head upon his chest lent his pride the excuse it needed to soar even more. Tissues pressed to his cheek and the soft rubbing of her cold nose upon his jaw line sent tingles all along his skin which he forced himself to ignore, leaving the only sign of affliction being the slight twinge in his cheek and a flicker of pleasure upon features. Against her wishes, he would not be distracted from his task and executed it quickly before again picking her up to take her back. With the water gathered in the pot, he made them some coffee and once the meat had finished cooking, they ate and drank what they had. Once they were finished and the fire was put out, Kat helped her get her pack onto her back before swinging his own onto shoulders and securing the straps across his chest. Moving at a slow pace, he lead the way along an unseen route closer to the main area of the reservation in order to come across a rock formation he was familiar with and which he was certain would have a cave which they could take cover in for the night. It did not take them long to come upon it and before the damsel could push herself further than what he deemed she should, the lord asked her to remain at the foot of the formation while he found some place for them to spend the night. He found it not too far from where she was standing and after depositing his pack, returned to lead her to it, sticking behind her the entire time in case she stumbled so he could catch her while pointing out the directions over her shoulder. Once they reached the landing, he left her to prepare dinner for that night out of the last of the meat that he had managed to bring with him from their previous campsite while the rest had been left for the other wild animals that could use it. While he did that, he glanced behind him occasionally to find her setting up sleeping bags inside. He was amazed that they had survived the fire since he would have guessed that they would have been inside the tent; however, the damsel must have inadvertently pulled their bedding out with her when she had escaped through the hole she had somehow created. He finished cooking not long after she emerged with plates and quickly dished up what he had then dug in, not surprised to find that he was especially hungry. That always seemed to happen to him at the end of a day in which he had spent any extended amount of time in his other form or whether any strenuous activity had been done while the beast's spirit was in charge. Still, as ravened as he was, he ate politely and still finished only after the lass. Although, to be fair, his portion had been much larger than her own because he needed to eat much more in order to keep his energy and health up. Once he had finished, she took his plate from him and he watched her as she set both of their dishes aside then returned to his side and reached for his hand. A little shocked at the uncharacteristic behavior she was displaying, the man could do little but to follow along with what she urged him to do, especially while those hazel eyes held him captive in their depths. It was dark inside the cave because the fire from their food had died down, but his vision was perfect as it always was at night so his vision was not at all hindered when she began to undress only to redress. Again feeling as if he were intruding on her privacy, the bloke forced himself to look away, but this time only after allowing liquids to linger upon her physique for a short while which had hardly been enough to content him. Swallowing the lump in his throat while refusing to acknowledge the dull carnal craving that had started to grow in the pit of his stomach, the shifter himself changed, dressing in the warmest attire that he could while still being comfortable while he slept which included a long sleeve black thermal shirt and thermal pants covered with a pair of sweat pants. Settling himself into the sleeping bag, he was more relaxed than before, but made no move to bring her up against him although he did not need to. Within moments of him lying down, she had moved to rest on top of him, her lips and hands brushing against nerve endings to send messages of pleasurable torture to the brain. Heart raced and blood pressure rose as at first he battled the feeling, but upon finding he was unable to do so for an extended amount of time, he soon gave in and let his arms encircle her, holding the warm figure to his own. Groaning softly to where it was almost inaudible as she rolled off of him, the duke pulled her tightly against him, fitting his body to hers as best as he could. Lids shut and with both he and the creature satisfied that she was safe and very much within protecting distance, he fell right to sleep just as he had the night before.
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 4, 2011 3:37:46 GMT -5
When she had the outburst and told him that there would be no way that she would just stand around when she could be doing something to ensure that he would not get hurt by an immortal if the situation ever happened she did not expect what came next when he was just as adamant and stated in the end that if she chose not to listen to him and put herself in danger that he would lock her up she felt anger rise in her throat and threaten to spill out but instead she reverted back to the girl that he had started to known and a momentary flash of apprehension flickered over her features before it was gone and the subject was over. Though even the thought of him thinking it would be alright to 'lock her up' made her stomach churn, it was like she was nothing more then a material item that could be manipulated and used in the manner in which he pleased. She knew better then to think that though, he was just worried about her and perhaps he had not dealt with it the right way by threatening something like that but at least that meant that he somewhat cared for her enough to not want her ripped to shreds by a vampire. After finishing with her foot and after they had arrived back at the site from the water trip it did not take long before finding the new suitable spot for sleeping in which he followed her up to to make sure that she did not lose her balance, he then checked the entire cave before deeming it to be safe for her to enter and as he was making the food she set to work setting up their small sleeping quarters. She was not too sure what had gotten into her earlier when she had been so outspoken since she had not shown that side of her in the entire time that she knew him. So when she then lead him into the cave after dinner and he lay with her laying on his chest it was even more uncharacteristic, he responded in the way that she thought he might with heart pumping blood faster through his body and breathing elevating just enough for her to be able to notice, though it did not last long since they were both weary from their trips and after she had lay there for a moment she quickly lost the confidence that had caused her to do such a thing and caused her to roll off of him and onto the stone floor beside where he was laying and he let out a groan which she thought to be displeasure at her moving away before then wrapping his arms around her and getting as close as possible. Her entire back was engulfed in the warmth of the man and it was a relieving feeling to be as close as she was and the soft breathing that she was able to hear was calming. In the morning they would be on their way back to the sister tribe to the cabin that they had been living in before they departed and from there they would be on their way back to the tribe that they called home, all of this was very appealing to her since she missed the comfort of home and her father. Her heart sunk at the thought of telling him about what had happened and what she had been a part of his pure innocent daughter, a killer? Would he even believe it to be possible? This was what sobered her up, causing the previous confidence that had been shown today in standing up to her husband and being brave enough to face the vampire to dissipate until it was no longer present in her system leaving her to be the way that she had when they had married, soft spoken and kind. She had a hard time sleeping that night, tossing and turning so much that she awoke in a sweat glad that in the middle of the night they seemed to have drifted apart a little so she would not be disturbing him as much. She even awoke to stare at the ceiling of the cave several times, debating whether or not in the morning she should apologize for standing up to him in the way that she had, knowing it was not right and it was not her place. It was his job to protect her and she did not want to get dragged into the hunting of mythical creatures because without him being a part of her life this never would have even come about. It was a privelege for her to be here since there was nothing saying that he was forced to bring her here with him. The next morning she felt horrible. It was true that her foot had swollen overnight and she wondered if it really would have been a bad idea for her to wear her boot all night to make sure that her foot would still fit, though luckily she knew that it would be able to be loosened enough for her to be able to still use it. She sat up when she was able to see the sun looming through the front of the cave, wondering when the male would be waking up and not daring to wander off to look for breakfast knowing he would be upset if she moved without him being awake so she settled for making sure all their stuff that they would not be needing that morning was packed and ready for them to leave after the moment that they ate something. She then stood, walking to the mouth of the cave to look out over the large rock face and drop to a seated position there observing the small amout of snow that had fallen over night that bathed the entire atmosphere in a glistening blanket of white. After the man awoke and found breakfast for them and it was cooked and eaten she then walked back into the cave with him to retrieve the backpack that was there and get ready to start hiking loosening her boot so that it would not hurt her foot and settling the pack onto her back ready to follow where he was going.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 18, 2011 1:36:02 GMT -5
As tired as he was, the man never considered how out of character he was acting and therefore was simply able to relax in the lady's presence. Once he had fallen asleep only to wake up again and find that instead of having her body tucked up against his like it had been when they had first gone to bed, that some distance had formed between them. With his mind back in full force, he reminded himself of his plans for letting her loose of their marriage contract and therefore made no movement to close the space with his own body. Instead, he rolled over onto his other side till back was facing her then forced himself back into slumber although it was not as restful as it had been previously. The next morning, he woke suddenly and quietly by simply opening his eyes. Barely moving, he glanced about him till he caught sight of the woman preparing for their departure and instantly wondered how long she had been up while he still lingered on in the dream world. Deciding it was not fair to let her remain thinking he was asleep while he watched her, the male cleared his throat and sat up; running fingers swiftly through his hair as he yawned briefly then brought his legs up and out of the sleeping bag so he could stand. Once upright, he dressed then dismissed himself with an acknowledging nod to her as he went out to hunt for their breakfast. He came back with a hare plus bird eggs and quickly cooked both up so they could eat and be on their way. Finishing first, he cleaned off his plate and stuck it into the pack before checking to make sure all was where it should be. Soon after finishing her own breakfast, Fey came into the cave where they had left their packs and moved beside him, ready to take her load. Before she could settle it onto her back however; the man moved her to a low rock where she could sit so he could look at her foot. Hands slid down her leg with a gentle touch as he moved fingertips to her boot. Simply by looking at it he could tell that the tissue had swollen to fill the boot and push at the laces so he tried to relieve the pressure on the injured extremity by loosening the ties on the shoe. Once the foot had some room to breathe, he tied together the ends then let his hands drop to his thighs where he was kneeling on one knee in front of her. How does it feel? Thinking forward to the rest of the day, he decided that she would probably be in pain a vast majority of their hike and would definitely be slower than she had been coming up the mountain, but the trip back would be easier on her and he was in no rush to return to civilization. With the matter of her affliction dealt with as best as could be, the shifter rose and helped her to settle her pack onto her back before picking up his own. With the vampire's head stuck snuggly within his bag, he started off the hike in front as always, but unlike the last time they had been hiking, he remained silent about his surroundings. Intent upon choosing the least challenging route and watching to make sure she was making it without too much trouble; he left himself little time to appreciate the surroundings and the animals within it. A few times he would notice a creature off in the distance, but then a coming snow drift would capture his attention and he would be back to navigating the terrain. They gained ground in hour long spurts with breaks in between each where he would coax her into stopping and resting her foot while at the same time shoving as much food and water into her face as he could. When the sun began to set, he judged the distance between themselves and the local cabin to be about a mile so he pressed on and they were able to reach it just as the darkness really began to settle over the land. Walking up the steps first, he swung his pack from his shoulder and reached forward to twist the door's handle then pushed the door open. Sticking his head inside, he judged the condition of the cabin and decided no one had been using it for at least a year or two. Looking behind at her, he jerked his head towards the inside and stood off to the side while still holding the door so she could pass by him. It looks like this place hasn't been used in a while. We'll be fine to spend the night here and hopefully can make it back to the tribal lands in the morning. Once she was inside, he picked up his pack and followed behind her, shutting the door after he was inside and setting all of his stuff along the wall off to the right of the entrance. As he remembered, there was a small twin sized bed in the far corner of the building and a kitchen space opposite of it along the left wall. It was not much to look at, but the establishment was well built and would serve as a perfect structure. Crossing to the old gas stove once he had taken off his heavy jacket, the man reached up into the cabinet above it and took one of the pots down to fill it with boiling water. He then found a box of uncooked pasta in one of the cabinets along with other imperishable goods in cans. A can of creamed chicken was set on the counter along with the pasta box before Kat finally turned back to his wife. If you want to cook the pasta while I hunt it would probably make dinner ready faster. I won't be long. After that, he left out the door in which they had come in without putting his coat on again because he was simply going to shift. The beast eagerly emerged when called then stalked the forest till a fowl was found nesting in a grotto of a nearby tree. It gave some chase once it realized it was soon to become a meal, but the cougar easily overpowered it and soon had the creature dangling from his jaws with a snapped neck. Returning to the cabin, he did not bother to change forms and instead stalked inside, instantly zoning in on the woman and approaching her. The catch was dropped at her feet while wide brown eyes stared up at her just before his long body was brushed against her legs and he purred like a house cat. Wrapping himself around her leg, the mountain lion was reduced to a common pet as it fell to the ground with a thud with his back end covering her feet then watched, leaving her to get everything ready as the human was long lost within the shared mind.
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 19, 2011 1:39:06 GMT -5
In the night there was a time that she awoke to find that her body temperature was a lot colder then it had been in the previous nights, not cold enough to be uncomfortable just enough to wake her up and cause her to notice. She did not move to the previous position since he looked content away from her so soon enough after her eyes were closed again she slipped into a sleep. She awoke at the break of dawn feeling refreshed and ready for the new day with the exception of the pain in her foot that she knew was going to be there for the next couple weeks since it was not in an ideal location since you were always on your feet and it would not have much time to heal since she was not the type to be able to just sit around and allow something to rest. When she awoke she started packing up all their belongings so that they would be able to get going once they had eaten breakfast and he was up. When he awoke he cleared his throat so that she would not jump when he sat up. He did not speak as he then set off to hunt and she cleaned up the rest of the stuff that they would not need for breakfast and when he got back she had all the plates and the rest of the things that was going to be needed for cooking ready and within an hour they had eaten and were ready to go though she knew that he was going to check her foot before they were ready to leave and she sat so that he could undo the boot and peer at the cut on the bottom of her foot, she knew that it was swollen since it was straining against her boot though there was nothing that could be done about it now. He loosened the laces so that it would be a little more comfortable and it would promote the circulation into the foot though that was all that could be done and they were on their way after he asked her how it felt. She shrugged. Its fine. She uttered gently. She noticed that he kept a lighter pace then before and a lot of the time she was keeping up with no problem. They stopped a lot of the time and she was forced to eat the food that he offered her even though she did not think that she needed it and she felt like she was drinking so much water that it was sloshing around in her stomach. When they arrived at the place that they would be staying for the night it was a cabin in the middle of the woods and it was going to be nice to spend the night beneath a roof and out of the bitter cold of the wind. When he told her that it looked as though it had not been inhabited in about a year she nodded that did not bother her since it would be so nice to stay in a place like that even if it was the bare necessities. She stepped into the house and dropped the pack to the floor. He then asked her if she would start the pasta while he went off hunting and she nodded to that as well still remaining silent as she then waited for the pot to boil before then setting the pasta in it and cooking it until it was ready to eat before he then returned to the cabin with the rest of the food, remaining in feline form. The large feline had been in her dreams lately, a silent and comforting presence, this was the same way she felt as the tawny beast moved in her direction and stared up at her wide the same wide brown eyes that Kat adorned in human form but these did not reflect the gaurded persona that he gave off as a human. She wondered why it could not be this simple with him as a human and sometimes wondered why he could not even just remain in this form he was so much easier to deal with as palm was then moved to run over the animals shoulder blades. She picked up the animal that he caught and started preparing it as there was a large thud on her feet and a bright genuine smile crossed her features as she reached down to rub the cat's belly as it was laying there and remained stationary so that the animal was not disturbed. As soon as the food was made and it was dished onto their plate and ready to eat she sat at the table and finished the meal. She was not feeling too well with the amount of travel that had been happening in the past little while so when they finished eating she excused herself to go get ready for bed, she changed into thermal clothing before finding the bathroom and using the facilities before then finding where they were expected to sleep and settling with her own blankets into bed, she was sure that she was asleep the moment that her head hit the pillow and into a light sleep. Hopefully tomorrow would be the last day of hiking. When she awoke in the morning she did the same thing as the morning before making sure that they were ready for the hike while he awoke and provided the breakfast and as soon as that happened she was ready to get going, her foot was a lot more sore but she was excited to be able to sleep in a real bed that night that was coming up so her stride was long and she was quick and sometimes even passing him as they walked and ate and drank as they stopped in a co-operative manner. When they reached where they had left the car she could not feel more relief then climbing into the SUV with her bags in the back and heading towards the cabin that they had stayed in before the trip. The sounds of a hot shower were so appealing right now as they then arrived and she grabbed her respective bag when they were in the driveway before then heading to the house, she was not too sure what he was doing but assumed that he would rest a little before going to see the chief of the tribe to tell him that their duty was done or perhaps he would go right away. He seemed like the type to get it over with right away. When they reached the house her pack was placed down and clean clothes that consisted of a pair of shorts and a loose t-shirt was grabbed from her drawer before she then headed in the direction of the shower and the hot water was turned on full blast as she stepped into the mist being formed. All the dirt from the trip being washed away from her as she scrubbed her skin clean numerous times and washed her hair twice before wrapping it in a towel and placing the clothes on. It would be wonderful for them to have a real meal, she looked through the cupboards and set to work preparing something fancy since it had been so long since they were able to have real food, chicken was marinated in a Mediterranean sauce and placed in the oven to cook and rice was cooked with a cheese sauce and fresh vegetables were boiled.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 23, 2011 0:29:28 GMT -5
Curious eyes watched the human as she picked up the kill he had brought her and began to prepare it without hesitation. Pleased with their wife, the creature allowed his lids to close and body to relax against the wooden cabinets at his back as he calmed in her presence; satisfied that whatever needed to be done for the rest of the meal could be taken care of by the female at whose feet he was laying. No movement was made even when she reached down to rub his belly in a momentary break which pleased him greatly and brought another string of loud purring to vibrate throughout his large, tawny body. Many minutes passed while the food cooked and the creature remained where he was. Only upon cracking his lids to see her preparing the meal into dishes which human's ate from did the beast bring himself to stand and trot off to the opposite corner of the little shack. There, the transformation left a naked, dark skinned man in place of the native mountain roamer who quickly gathered clothes from his bag and dressed in attire appropriate for the moment. Upon turning, dark gaze fell upon the lass as he slowly walked back across the cabin to join her at the small table where they ate silently. All the while, the fuzzy remembrance of the time he had just recently spent in his other form replayed within his mind and he wondered why the girl had reacted so calmly to the animal where others might have been at least a little hesitant to reach out and take food from it or to pet it and the spirit's reaction to her was perhaps just as puzzling as her reaction to it. Picking up the dishes when they had both finished, Kat took them to the sink to wash while the lass readied herself for bed and got beneath the covers only to fall asleep instantly. All of this the man listened to with finely tuned ears. Such distraction got him in trouble only once as he realized that he had washed the same plate three times already. Scolding himself once she was no longer awake to cause preoccupation, the bloke quickly finished with his task then slowly made his way over to the achingly small mattress. Standing there above her, he watched as she slept for a few seconds before rousing himself from the trance like state to strip himself of his pants; leaving the loose white t-shirt and the blue, gray, and white stripped boxers to cover his body. Getting in beside her as gently as he could so as to not disturb her, the bloke slipped against her side, pressing against her for there was no other room to do otherwise, and attempting to sleep while remaining in his rigid form with his back to her. Despite their closeness over the past few days, he was still determined to tell her whenever they returned that she was free of their marriage pact and continued to refuse to exploit her while she was still with him although his resolve in that had quickly deteriorated. Tonight, like every night over the past two days, he told himself that he would give her the space that she needed and would not turn over to engulf her in his arms and suffocate her with his presence, but after nearly half an hour of simply laying there uncomfortably, unable to sleep because he was too busy listening to the even breathing coming from the soft, pink lips that he knew would be parted slightly in a serene expression on the damsel's features, the shifter gave in and rolled over until he was facing her and in order to appease himself so he would be able to accomplish getting some sleep that night, one arm was stretched across her waist. Pulling her closer till chin could nearly rest on top of her head, the lord completely satisfied himself and after emitting a heavy sigh, finally found his body and mind ready for the slumber that both so craved. Waking the next morning to her moving out from underneath his hold, the instant instinct told him to hold tighter and, without thinking, he did until lids shot open and gaze met with jade pools. Then, when he realized what he was doing, the drake let go immediately and rose from the bed to a seated position while liquids jerked away from her attention with the blankets gathered at his waist. Knowing it was morning and that they needed breakfast before heading out, his feet were swung off the mattress to touch the cold flooring. Steps carried him out of the house and into the outdoors without pausing to explain to the lass because by now she certainly knew what he was going to do at this time in the morning. Finding a kill quickly, he brought it back to the cabin, changed back into his human form, and dressed outside on the steps before walking inside to skin and clean the meat so that the woman could cook it. Once they were finished eating and everything was returned to its previous conditions, the pair were out the door and once more on their way back to the sister tribe's main lands. He was pleased to see that she was doing much better today and after the first few miles, he increased his speed and lessened the amount of times they stopped. Pretty soon, they came upon the SUV he had left along the road and after he got out the keys to unlock the cab and the packs were put away securely into the back, they both climbed into the front seats so the man could start the long hour and a half drive back down the mountain. With the heater on at full force, it was rather comfortable in the vehicle and therefore he did not much mind it even though the knowledge that he was leaving the wide open spaces of the mountain range in exchange for the nearly claustrophobic atmosphere of village life left his heart sad and his mind resentful. Once they had finished their decent, he turned the car in the direction of the temporary residence they had been given upon arrival and parked outside the front door in order to help her unload their packs. The head was left in the back of the vehicle while they went inside. Unconcerned with his appearance and knowing that he needed to report back to the chief, Kat stood by the door, waiting for the damsel to finish dressing and walk back out into the main room from the bedroom. I've got to finish business with the leaders. I'll be back probably after dark and we will leave hopefully on a flight tomorrow morning if the plane can take off. With that, he bowed his head slightly to her before turning around and disappearing out the doorway again. Getting back into the cab of the SUV, he started the engine before driving down the long, unpaved gravel road that twisted its way past various branches of the village before finally straightening out by the main offices. Parking out in front of the building that he had visited first upon arrival, the male got out with the jacket which was wrapped around the vampire's head tucked under his arm. Walking into the front door, he looked over at the receptionist with unfeeling eyes until her at first excited expression changed quickly to one of unease and she pointed down the hallway to the chief's office. "He's in there." Meek voice informed him, quivering a little although he knew she did not really expect him to harm her. Nodding in thanks, he turned and headed down the long hallway till he reached the appropriate door. Knocking first, and then entering upon request, Kat came in to find the same two men he had talked to before leaving: one sitting behind his desk while the other stood behind him off to the side. Bowing his head out of respect for both of them, he muttered the typical greeting that was exchanged between tribe members before approaching the desk and setting the head down upon it. The other two glanced at each other before the one standing steeled himself and made the move to open the jacket and expose the head. Both quickly recoiled, but tried to hide their disgusted reaction as they looked across at the shifter. "Is this it?" The chief asked him, obviously the most affected out of the pair of men by the severed cranium. In almost a monotone voice, Kat explained to them both what had happened while leaving out the part about Feylnx being the one to kill the female then stood there waiting for them to absorb the information. When it appeared that they would not quickly dismiss him, the man informed them that he had a wife waiting for him back at the cabin they had lent the duo and used his need to get back to her as the prime excuse to leave. They both moved to thank him and wish him back whenever he wanted to return: an offer that he thanked them for just as he walked out of the door. Returning to the car, he drove it back to the residence and arrived inside just in time to see the woman begin to plate their dinner. Taking in a deep inhale, he absorbed the smell of the spices and flavors as well as a faint hint of the woman's perfume as an underlying scent, then released the breath with a contented sigh. Stripping off the heavy jacket to leave it along with his boots at the door, Kat quickly moved into the bedroom to change into a lighter set of clothing before walking back out to the kitchen and a fully set table with his stomach complaining of its hunger.
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 25, 2011 16:15:26 GMT -5
The man in the cat form would never scare her, she knew that he had self-control that could not be rivaled from previous incidents such as their wedding night when she offered herself to him and because he was a gentleman he had refused and sent her to bed. The feline laid at her feet and the comforting gesture made her even more relaxed around him and he only switched to human form once the food was ready and he then moved to the bedroom to get changed and be back within a matter of moments to sit at the table and eat the food that she had prepared for hopefully what would be the last dinner that they would have on the road. Within the next day she hoped that they would make it to where he had parked the SUV on the street leading to the forest and they would return to the sister tribe for him to inform them that they had done the job that he had been sent out to do and then they would be allowed to return to the tribe that she had always called home. She looked forward to the day that she would get to see her father and horse again since they both prodded somber feelings when she thought of them though she was sure that they were doing just fine. She also got excited for them returning since he had promised her before they left that he would make her horse a pen in the back yard of the house that she now resided in which would give her something of her own that felt a little more at home since she had never lived without horses. Her mother had always been a fan of them and even when her mother left her father had started to be a little more interested and was not able to get rid of something that had been so dear to the woman that he loved even if she did end up betraying him. When they both had finished dinner he was the one to wordlessly take the dishes to the sink and set to work scrubbing them when she then made her way to the bedroom to get ready for the sleep that she craved hoping that in the morning that her foot would not be too sore knowing that they did not have much time before they got home and she would be able to rest it a little more. When she settled into bed she was nearly asleep when she felt him get into bed beside her and the mattress shift a little under his weight. Of course as he moved she knew that his back was to her and a small sigh was uttered into the air. Somewhere in the course of the night she was able to feel him again shift in the mattress though she remained in a semi-sleep stage as an arm was thrown across her waist and she was being pulled closer to him until there was little space if any at all between them and her head was tucked into a crevice below his chin, her body relaxed more fully in the sleep as she felt a lot more protected with the close proximity now before when he had felt so far away. She had the best sleep she had had the entire trip and awoke early the next morning to meet dark gaze as she appeared to have woken him. Sorry. She murmered softly and stopped struggling from his grips but it was too late he had already dropped her and she was now able to stand up. She dressed in her clothes that would be ready for the hike and finished packing everything up while he hunted and they ate breakfast silently before heading out to walk the rest of the day to the SUV waiting. The drive seemed so long as they drove down the mountain and back into the village in which they had lived in for a couple days beforehand. When she was stepping out of the car and about the enter the house he announced that he needed to finish business with the leaders and that he would be back before dark and they would probably leave the next morning and she nodded with a small smile before carrying the rest of their stuff into the house and getting ready for a hot shower knowing it would feel wonderful after being out in the wilderness for so long. She finished the shower changing into a comfortable pair of workout shorts since she had gotten to shave and a t-shirt. She set to work unpacking all the clothes that they had brought on the hike and dragging them to the laundry room to start washing them so that they would be able to leave with all clean clothes that she would just have to put away when they got back home, after all there was not much more that she could think of doing for the time being. After the washer was started with a large load in it she re-bandaged and cleaned the wound on her foot before actually putting some effort into her appearance long locks were blow dried and straightened so that they fell in silky strands by her shoulders with a few stray locks around feminine features. A light brushing of mascara lined heavy lashes and she felt a lot more glamorous after their time in the woods. She felt more like the wife of a well-respected man of their tribe. She knew that he would be returning soon though since the sun had just starting to sink below the horizon line and started dinner, she found a package of chicken breast that was marinated with a Mediterranean sauce that she had left in the freezer for the time that they had been gone and prepared potatoes as well as assorted vegetables and even set to work with the ingredients of chocolate chip cookies that she knew would be a good treat since they had been eating food that they had just had to scavenge for in the past couple days. She then changed the laundry so that the second load was in the washer and the other load in the dryer and she had finished the meal. The orange juice that remained in the fridge was brought to the table as well as all the cutlery and plates and glasses they needed in order to eat before she spotted the door opening and the man stepping into the cabin. She was able to even hear the low grumbles of the man’s stomach as he took his spot across from her and she passed him the different food silently before then helping herself to it. When the timer of the oven beeped she jumped slightly but stood up to walk to the oven and remove the cookies with a pair of oven mitts. The aroma of the freshly baked goods seemed to float through the entire house. She sat back in her chair to finish their meal and as they finished she helped carry the dishes to the sink but then excused herself to go finish the last loads of laundry from their trip, folding what had been in the first load neatly before taking it back to the bedroom and packing it into the bags that they had brought. She left out only what they would need to wear for the morning after packing everything into their respective places, since this trip she had become very good at packing. She returned to the kitchen to snag a couple cookies, she was glad that they had not bought too many groceries since there would be nothing that would be going to waste when they left the next day and just enough for breakfast. She sought the man out and decided that she would be going to bed since the last couple nights she seemed to not be able to get enough sleep; she placed a hand on the back of his elbow when she found him. Good night, Kat. She uttered gently, soft expression meeting that of his dark features. She made a beeline to the laundry room before she went to bed though and switched the laundry one last time so that everything would be clean and dry by the morning and ready to be put away. She settled into the comfortable mattress and fell almost instantly asleep. When she awoke in the morning she was feeling rather off, she deemed it to be from lack of sleep and rolled over to only fall back asleep again feeling just as tired as when she had the day before. When she finally awoke she noticed that the man was already absent from his spot in the bed and while she knew it was not late to her it was and she would have preferred to be up much earlier to finish all that needed to be done.
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Post by Lonestar on Mar 28, 2011 0:47:24 GMT -5
Stepping back into the kitchen, the male paused briefly mid stride and simply took a moment to breath in the strong aroma of freshly cooked food. The spices and the flavors of the air were so different and rich from the bland food that he had been forced to prepare them out in the wilderness that it made his stomach growl even louder in anticipation and the saliva glands in his mouth to start working over time. Crossing to the table, his dark eyes followed the lass as she moved to hand him his food and for what be the first time in their marriage he really started to appreciate having Feylnx around. Remaining standing, he accepted what she passed him and dished out the food onto his plate before moving to hand it to her and take the dish that she currently was handling and putting the pasta onto his plate as well before setting it off to the side since she had already put some on her own plate. Thank you. Vocals spoke softly just before his intestines again made their protest known and he moved to take his seat in the chair across from her. Silently as always, they ate their meal together until both seemed full and she then excused herself to finish the laundry. While she did that, Kat rose and took all of the dirty dishes to the sink and with his hand washed them and dried them before putting them back up in their respective places. Attention turned to the cookies after that and although he felt like a little child for doing it, the man glanced around first to see where the woman was before taking three off the pan and slowly walked away from the stove with a glass of orange juice in his other hand. Although he knew he was probably dropping crumbs all over the hardwood floor, the shifter moved through the sitting area to the front of the house where he could look out into the darkness from the window beside the door. For a while, he was content to stand there eating his cookies and drinking his orange juice while just watching as a small snow flurry picked up loose flakes and tossed them around in the air. Tomorrow would be a warm day he knew so the current weather did faze him. By noon, the plane would be able to use the runway and if the pair slept in, which was bound to happen since they both needed some well deserved shut eye, they could leave within an hour or two of being awake. This pleased him greatly as he was anxious to return home, but then he remembered that once they were back in their hometown tribe, he would be informing his wife that she was free to leave him and suddenly, the prospect of landing in familiar territory did not seem so appealing anymore. Almost as if determinate upon this same fact, his attitude changed also from relaxed to brooding as he finished off his last cookie rather quickly before crossing his arms in front of his chest and glaring now out of the plate glass. He was so intent and wrapped up in himself that he did not even notice the female's approach until she was right by his side, gently touching his elbow and causing him to jump a little. Angry at himself for letting it happen, a dark look flashed over features as head whipped towards her and arms dropped from their position in front of pectorals, but when liquids settled upon her features and mind registered what she said, the facade dropped to be replaced with a guarded, nearly blank look. Dropping his chin and turning head back around till he faced the outside world again; he nodded and remained where he was while she readied herself for slumber. Only after she had disappeared into the confines of the bedroom did he rouse himself from his position to put his glass in the sink then use the bathroom. From there, he slowly and quietly made his way to the bedroom and navigated carefully over to his suitcase. Taking out a pair of flannel pants, he stripped from his current clothes down to his boxers then pulled the pants over his lower half before approaching the opposite side of the bed from the lass. Hoping that she was either still awake or a very heavy sleeper, he sat down on the edge and cringed as it made a creaking noise under his weight. Grumbling under his breath, he swung his legs up onto the mattress and climbed beneath the covers to settle on his back. Regretting his reaction to her surprising him earlier, the man felt like he should apologize, but was not quite sure how so he stayed where he was, stiff and frustrated, till finally he called himself to move. Moving close enough to her to where it could be considered scandalous, he reached across her body while propping himself up with the other arm and gently slipped his extended hand beneath her cheek that was pressed to the pillow. Hoping he did not startle her, Kat softly pulled her head around towards him and watched as her body rolled closer; following suit of its leading segment. For what felt like a long time, he was frozen in place, unable to speak or do anything except for stare down at her. Then, he when he finally called on his voice, he spoke softly. Good night Feylnx. After returning the favor to her, his touch was removed from her cheek and his figure shifted away; giving her back the space she had prior to his intrusion although he remained on his side facing her with eyes closed. Sometime after he fell asleep then woke up as expected around eleven to find that the woman was already up and out of bed. Moving slowly because he knew there was no rush, he sat up while yawning and stretched his arms over his head like a cat. Then, hand ran over his face and he worked his jaw some while at the same time scratching his head. Finally, he climbed out of the bed, leaving it unmade because he knew the chief would send someone to clean it up and get it ready for the next guest either later that day or tomorrow, and got dressed. While he was doing that, he phone rang and he rushed over to the side table to answer it while buttoning his jeans. Yea. He answered while looking down at his fly only to hear the pilot's voice on the other end telling him they were clear to go. Thanking the man, he hung up then finished dressing. A quick sweep of the room was done with his eyes to make sure nothing had been left before the suitcase as picked up and carried from the bedroom to the door. While quickly getting a breakfast of toast, he told his companion that the plane was ready for them and that they would be leaving as soon as they had everything gathered up. They did not take long to do that than once everything was loaded in the car, he started to drive them to the airport with only a momentary stop at the offices where he formally said his goodbyes to the local chief and returned the key to the cabin. The drive to the air strip was just as long as it had been the first time, but eventually they did reach it and were able to board the plane immediately because he had called ahead to tell the pilot to get it ready for their arrival. Before long they were in the air, on the way back to the main tribe.
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Post by Ayrn on Mar 28, 2011 2:06:32 GMT -5
He seemed to be savouring the smell of the food as he entered the kitchen and she was glad that her cooking was drawing this sort of attention, she knew that she was a competent cook since she and her father switched back and forth evenly when she lived there but it seemed to appeal to the mans tastebuds. She was even able to hear his stomach growling and a small smile was shot in his direction. She passed him the plate and he then dished the food onto his plate while she did the same and settled down at the table to eat. She was starting to fall into such an easy routine and was starting to get so used to the quirky male. She enjoyed having the silent and brooding figure around. She felt protected by the man and knew that he would not allow anything to happen to her. She nearly jumped as the deep vocals rang out into the air between them and she was not used to hearing him speak unless a word of an answer was needed. It was a thank you that graced his lips causing a stunning smile to spread over the girls lips acknowledging that she had heard him. The food turned out better then she had expected or perhaps it was just the comparison of what they had been eating in the time that they had been away. When they finished he seemed content to put the plates away and she left him with the cookies in the room knowing that when she returned there would be a lot less. That was the intentions of her cooking them though since she did not like cookies as much as him. When the laundry had been placed in the dryer and everything was set up for tomorrow she passed by him in the living room a gentle hand reaching out to be placed on his elbow telling him that she was going to go to bed. He seemed to be in a different mood then the peaceful one in the kitchen and she wondered why though she knew that there would be no use in asking him. He jumped when she came in contact with him and she scolded herself she should know better then to sneak up on him. He looked angry when he turned to her and she flinched a little under the glare though she knew that it really was not directed towards her. A lot of the reactions that happened with him had nothing to do with her so she had become accustomed to it. She finished her statement before she passed by him to walk into the bedroom and climb beneath the blanket and snuggle up against her pillow. She left the lamp by the side of the bed on since it the was polite thing to do even though she knew that he would be able to find his way there with his vision. She was asleep by the time that he arrived beside her in bed and she was awoken when he laid down but her eyes remained closed. As usual he started out laying in bed beside her being so rigid. The next gesture caught her completely off guard as his hand moved under her cheek moving her head closer so that the rest of her body followed and she remained relaxed through all of this even being as close as she was to him. He murmured good night to her before moving back to where he was laying before and she fell into a deep sleep with the new bliss that passed over her at the tender gesture. When she awoke it was nearly 10 AM and the sun seemed to have already risen and she was glad that she could slip out of bed without him noticing as she then packed the rest of their stuff and finished putting some of the bags in the car by the time that he awoke and informed her that they were ready to fly back she nodded with a smile before taking a piece of toast as it was offered and moving to the car to sit in the passengers seat when the rest of the bags were loaded into the car and they were on the road to the airport. This time she at least knew what to expect from the ride on the plane and easily climbed into it to settle in the seat and soon they were in the air. She rested against the seat managing to slip into a light sleep and only was awoken when they were jarred on the landing. She stood when they landed and the doors allowed them out. Grabbing as many bags as he would allow her to she nodded a polite good bye to the pilot as he smiled and talked to Kat. She walked with him in the direction of his truck, glad to see the familiar landscape. She climbed into the passenger’s seat to realize that she already had a text from her father so he must have been informed that they were returning today. My father wants to know if we could come for dinner with him tonight. She asked him as they drove back to the house. When they reached the house she stepped out of the car to carry her bags to the door of the house and wait for him to unlock the door as she then stepped inside of the familiar layout of the house. She set the bags in their room before starting to unpack all of their bags and shove the bags they had used under the bed. As he stepped into the house she reached for his arm leading him in the direction of their bedroom. Join me, Kat. She stated gently with a mischievous glance though she was quite nervous remembering the last time this had been attempted in this house when she had been rejected. In plain view of him shirt was eased up over her head and lacy black bra was all that remained on slender physique and the same matching pair of underwear was revealed. She stepped closer to him running a finger along his chest. Standing on her tip toes to plant her lips on his to see what his reaction would be. She simply wanted nothing more than to be able to please him.
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Post by Lonestar on Apr 2, 2011 12:00:28 GMT -5
Eyes scanned the area as they pulled up to the private air strip, pleased to see that the parking lot was empty save the pilot and the station manager's cars. Although their culture was loathe to abandon culture, the male did not enjoy being around people much and therefore refused to accommodate any time for a welcoming committee or a departure party to express with in false voices in fake smiles how appreciative they were and how they wished the pair did not have to leave. It was no secret that the man had been there. Every person belonging to their sister tribe had known he had come to eliminate their problem even if the deserted streets and boarded up houses did not back up this assumption. They would have all seen the strange car driving through the town towards the mountains; would have heard the rumors of the beautiful woman who was accompanying him on this trip and would have known soon after that she was his wife. And yet, when custom would have called the women to their door in order to greet, welcome, and offer comfort of the female gender to the woman at his side, they stayed away because they had learned upon his first trip to their town that he was not one to appreciate company. Some called him wicked or disrespectful for the way he treated most that came to his doorway, but their judgments meant little. Despite all this, had the woman flocked to their cabin to meet Feylnx if only out of curiosity to see what crazy person would agree to be wedded to him, the bloke would have said nothing against their staying and conversing with his partner. She now was the dictator of guests and deserved to have whatever company she could receive especially because he was not much company in the first place. He hoped that she had not noticed the distance that the sister tribe had kept from them for he did not want her to feel outcast as he was. Strangely enough, the more he thought about it, his feelings on the subject began to change. At one moment he was pleased as the absence of tribe members and the next, he was angry and outraged that they would show such disrespect to a woman whom they had never met simply because of her association with him. Deciding that in the future he would make sure that she received all of the respect she deserved, he put the car in park and stepped from the driver's side to the back hatch of the vehicle to retrieve their bags. Because it was too much for him to carry, he allowed her to help with one of the bags, but managed to shoulder the rest as they made their way through the front offices and to the hanger where their plane awaited them. Kat greeted the pilot with a nod and a firm handshake before the two men set to work securing the luggage in its respected hatch at the back of the plane then moved around to join the lady who was working on getting into the cab. Offering his hand to her, he helped his bride into the plane then jumped in behind her to close and lock the left side panel before taking his seat at her side and buckling the belt across his waist. The headphones were placed on his ears so he could hear the others if they were talking through their mics then he leaned back against the cushions and relaxed as best as he was going to be able to in a plane while the pilot drove it out onto the strip then took to the air. Unlike the ride in, he remained awake the entire time and actually held a conversation with the pilot discussing land and where was the best to buy and build on. In all the years he had been flying with the man, he had never once heard about the other's family and now eagerly listened as he explained his vision for a family house out in the woods by an airstrip where he could easily store his plane. They talked more than the shifter had ever talked with any before and by the time they touched down back in the homelands, the pair had gotten to know each other pretty well. Unbuckling, he looked over at the woman to notice she was just waking up and found that a grin was threatening to tug at the ends of his lips. Stifling the feeling of amusement at this simple, everyday thing, he quickly turned away from her and climbed down to get the luggage from the back, leaving her to get out on her own because he needed the distance to reestablish the barrier around his mind. By the time everything was unloaded and the woman had approached to help with the bags, he was back to his distant self and thanked the pilot with a quick, almost formal handshake that seemed to surprise the man a little considering the talk that they had just had during the flight. Turning away, he followed the lass to the truck he had left sitting in the parking lot while they were gone and finished loading the bags before climbing into the cab. As the engine started, she asked him if they could join her father for dinner that night and he nodded while pulling away. If you wish yes. Answering quietly with his eyes on the road, he instantly felt a feeling of dread that was stomped out rather quickly. He would have to give her the choice of leaving him when they returned then; before they departed for dinner with her father. It would not be fair to create an illusion for the older man. His daughter deserved to be happy and choose her own life and although their parents had stuck upon a deal, Kat knew that one word from him would silence them all in their objections to the duo's parting. In this tribe, he was one of the few that held the real power and even the people who had raised him recognized this without any protest. Mood darkened as they drove and thoughts continued along the same path, preparing himself to turn her away with as much civility and distance as he could. He would have no feelings on the matter. Whether she stayed or went was her own choice and although part of him knew that something had been built between them, he did not want to recognize this. Pulling up to the house, he parked out front in the familiar spot then moved with her to carry the bags indoors. Leaving his suitcase just inside, he went to the shed in the back to store the hiking bags back in their places before returning to the house with the intention of unpacking. Walking in, he was surprised to find the bags beside the door gone and could hear the sound of drawers opening and closing from their bedroom. Redirecting himself because it was obvious she had taken on the task of unpacking, he moved into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water which quickly disappeared. Knowing he needed to speak with her, the man was against leaving the house, but felt anxious and cooped up although they had only been back for about fifteen minutes. He was about to give up and walk back outside when she emerged from the bedroom and approached him, touching his arm and leading him towards the room she had just come from. At first he frowned; confused as to what her intentions were, but the look on her face caused any doubt to drop away and his heart to knock against his ribcage like a hammer. Knowing he was powerless under her touch, he allowed himself to be led into the bedroom and was forced to watch with eyes that refused to stray from her as she undressed to her under clothes. Adam's apple worked as he tried to swallow, his throat suddenly very dry while the dull ache started in the core of his body. Remaining still, he watched as she approached him and stretched upwards to press lips against his, a moment he savored for all it was worth as firm lips moved to compliment her soft touch. Something snapped within him then and he locked her body to his with his hands; running his palms over the length of her figure only to appreciate even more what she offered. Releasing her lips from his assault, he leaned back to stare down at her with dark pools and hated himself for what he was doing. This girl was so young; so innocent. What right did he have to claim her as his with his voice let alone his body? He was a selfish monster to be where he was now; holding her against him and kissing her like a passionate lover. This was an illusion. He was incapable of love, this he knew, but his body liked to trick woman into thinking that he loved them. Feylnx should not be tied to a loveless man her whole life especially when mortals left this world so quickly. Closing his eyes, he ducked till face was pressed against her neck and breathed in her scent; holding her against his hard muscles for a long moment before pushing back at her gently and running his fingers through his hair, obviously agitated with himself. You deserve better than what I am, Feylnx. I'm sorry we were ever married. I was a fool to agree to it. You are free to leave whenever you wish. I will accept the blame for breaking our vows so no disrespect will befall you that way your reputation remains intact. Speaking clinically and swiftly, he finally released the words he knew would have to be said at some point, but his skin still burned with the desire to feel her against him and he was therefore unable to meet her gaze for fear that what he would see in the emerald pools could call him to her like a house cat begging for attention. Standing still, he waited for her to dress and walk out the door, knowing that there surely was nothing to keep her tied here. Or perhaps she would want to pack her clothes and move them immediately. He could assure her that he would do that for her so she need not worry, but his mouth was screwed shut as he waited to see what her reaction would be.
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Post by Ayrn on Apr 3, 2011 16:22:49 GMT -5
Now that she thought of it she did find it to be rather strange that since they had been there the only people that she had met of the sister tribe had been the one person that greeted them at the airstrip as well as the obnoxious woman that obviously had feelings for Kat when they had been given their keys, well and the people at the grocery store. She just assumed that was because Kat was a private person and did not enjoy company though. Not too much thought was given to the situation since they had had things that were a lot more important to worry about in the near future such as staying alive on the trip through the mountains to find a group of blood sucking beasts as well as the change that took place between them, they were no longer people just living together with a mutual understanding of one another in a marriage. The contract that had been tied between the two of them had been consummated and to tell the truth she felt a lot more close to him now. There were certain times where he would allow his guard down and demeanor to slip where she was able to see the man’s true persona. He was not the guarded and defensive jerk that he was made out to be. He was protective over her, and caring and kind. The times where she saw the glimmers of this persona were few and far between though as if he was scared that her perception of him would change. He claimed himself to be heartless when deep down he carried a heart that was truer than many people she knew, he simply did not express it. She knew of the way that he treated other woman, there had been a few girls in her class that had always lusted over him and yet been too scared to even ever talk to the man. Yet she was the one chosen to be his wife. At first that idea scared her, what if she was going to be stuck to an abusive husband with no way out? But he proved her completely wrong, catering to every need of the girl and trying his best to make things work, she knew that he made sacrifices for her but then again she had made sacrifices for him as well so to her they were on an even playing field and that was what made their situation the way it was, a comfortable one. Especially now where she knew what to expect from him and she felt as though she was starting to realize what set him off and what toned him down. Most people dreamed of a fairytale marriage where the people were so deep in love but not her. She had seen the reality of something a little more practical. Considering that marriages within the tribe were mostly still arranged by parents there were many relationships that turned into horror shows where the participants bickered and were at each other’s throats nonstop. Well she and Kat had never been that way, they were able to move through each other’s life coexisting peacefully and she was even starting to enjoy the silent males company. She was not the type to speak incessantly so this seemed to be something that came easily even if it was harder to decipher what was going through the man’s mind. She also found that words could be bluffed and lies whereas no matter how hard an emotion on someone’s face was attempted to be hidden it tended to be more of a telltale and true sign. By now she knew what was expected of her as being his wife, which turned out to be not much, she almost wished that her part in making his life easier would be larger since there was a large burden that was to be carried on his broad shoulders. Back when they had been in their home tribe even the little time that they had been there after their wedding she knew the rumors that was passing through the tribe like wildfire. Their ceremony had been of a small and trusted group but the announcement had not been private. So many times when she had been out and about she heard small snippets of conversation of jealous girls as well as girls thinking that her situation ‘must be so horrible.’ She vowed that upon when she returned this would all be set right. Kat treated her well, better than any man she could think of in the tribe. After all what man would have the nobility to turn their bride down on the night of their marriage simply to not ‘push’ the new relationship as well as not forcing her to sleep in the same bed until she invited him to do so. Mind was turned back to the events of the day as they pulled into the airstrip to be greeted by the same pilot who had flown them here. The rest of the parking lot with the exception of the other employees was empty. She did not mind this though because the less amount of people there the more she was allowed to relax. She carried the one bag she was allowed and did not protest even though he was carrying way more than he had to, but that was simply the way he was and there was no use in arguing with him. The one person in the office barely even gave them a sideways glance as they walked past without checking in, sure she had been debriefed on the situation beforehand as they made their way to where the pilot waited for them. The pilot provided her with a polite and much gentler handshake and a small grin crossed her face at the manners. The bag was then taken from her and stuffed into the under portion of the plane and secured there for their flight. As she moved towards the cabin she was met by her husband who offered her a hand into the plane which she generously took. He then paused for a moment to lock the door behind them so the plane would be ready for lift off. He then took a seat beside her and the close proximity was proven to be relaxing. The protection that he provided was unrivalled and appreciated. She pulled the belt across her waist turning her attention to the very small window to her right and watching as the plane shuttered down the runway and took off at the end of the strip. She was not nearly as tense this time knowing what to expect and once they were in the air she felt her eyes become heavy and soon she succumbed to the land of dreams. She was thrown into a dream that only felt familiar. She was at first the lone figure within the forest behind the house that she now called home. The maze of dark emerald was almost overwhelming, the scent of pine and evergreen trees was what filled her memory making it seem like way more than just a dream. The deer path in which she followed we well beaten and made for an easy walking path, the presence of another was felt just beyond the border of the treeline and steps grew quicker in anticipation. She knew who it was since he appeared in her dreams at always the same location. Not even apprehension flowed through her body when a large tawny beast leapt from a spot he had been residing along a large bow of a tree to land lightly right beside her. Strides were matched even when pace was increased into a jog. Steps were light and agile, she was not aware that the scenery would be changing abruptly when they came to a border created by different trees. Steps were paused and hesitant glance was uttered towards what was in front of them but the large feline had other ideas and nudged the back of her leg, trust in the animal was immeasurable as she abided by his request and stepped through the forest. Now this scene was one that only could be possible in a dream. The area was secluded and unmarred by human visitors though if he had been found out she knew it would be a hot spot. A large waterfall that she was unable to even see to the top of was the center attraction. Ribbons of water cascading to a pool that strangely was peaceful and not running strongly with the pounding of water. Mist captivated the upper parts of the waterfall with the spray from the water, mist falling over her skin. Despite the power depicted by this scene it was strangely peaceful and serene. She had forgotten almost completely about the mountain lion at her side until there was a gentle nudge on her hand she shifted slightly knees bending bringing her body closer to the ground until she was level with the animals face, the soft expression portrayed caused a flicker to run through her chest. Palm moving gently over the animals head and down its shoulder blades. They stayed like that for brief moments before the animal portrayed its next move, towards the edge of the stunning crystalline pool. Shifting weight back on its haunches it propelled itself to a place where a rock lay in the middle. Sitting back on haunches and waiting as if it expected her to then dive into the water. Arms were lifted easily above her head and a graceful arch was formed by body as she plunged into the water. Water rushed all around her causing a whirring within her ears. This turning out to be no more than the landing gear of the place as it set down onto the ground. Usually when she dreamt she remembered nothing of the time after her eyes closed but this dream felt so vividly real she knew she would hang onto the treasure of a memory for a long time to come. Just as eyes opened she noticed a strange expression on his face and brow was raised slightly though within the next moment he was gone anyways unbuckling his seatbelt and placing his headphones where they had been stored before heading off to the back of the plane. She settled with taking the one bag she had been allowed before as it was thrown lightly over her shoulder. He then moved in the direction of the pilot to thank him for the flight with a formal handshake and then it was her turn. A broad grin crossed pretty features as words were spoken. It was a pleasure to meet you. Sweet lyrics utter with a dip of her head in a sign of respect to the pilot who seemed a little strange towards Kat, wondering what had happened between the two of them. She did not give that too much thought as the familiar truck came into view from the parking lot. She found herself missing the car that seemed to suit Kat so well. Sure it was nothing but an inanimate object but it represented something to her. She then received the phone call from her father requesting that the two of them come for dinner that night at the estate where the girl had grown up. She assured him that she would ask Kat right away and text him since that seemed to be the man’s newfangled toy that he learnt while she had been away. Kat’s answer was characteristic as he told her that it could happen if she wished and an appreciative smile was shot his direction before phone was pulled out to type a quick yes to her father and pressed send. When she had shot him the smile she could not have helped but notice that he seemed more distant than usual, something was bothering. She had started to be able to judge the males moods a lot better recently and she was able to tell by the way he was so focused on the road and used this as an excuse to not even glance in her direction. Something between them had changed and she felt as though it was not for the good. With a feeling of dread she wondered if it had been something that she had done but as she thought back to the last 24 hours she could not even come up with one thing that could have triggered a reaction like this. She was left in her thoughts as he parked and took the camping bags to the shed that they had been stored in before the trip. He had already carried the bags into the house and they were set in the bedroom. She set to work unpacking, placing respective clothes back in the drawers in their room as well as things that were needed in the bathroom in their locations. She heard the door of the house close but did not hear where the man roamed in the house as she had just finished unpacking and the bags were then stored where they had been found originally. It was a nice feeling to be back and have everything all set up again, it had certainly helped that she had managed to finish all the laundry at the cabin the night before when he had been out at his meeting. Brave motions carry her out into the kitchen where looming form was spotted hovering over the counter with an empty glass. Fingers gently run along his arm to find the crevice in which was caused by his wrist as she then took a step back to ask him to join her and then lead him in the direction of their bedroom. Deep inhale caused the nerves that resided within her abdomen and settled the butterflies for a brief moment as the small amount of courage left to harbor within her was called upon. T-shirt that had adorned frame was peeled from her body and tossed to the ground as well as the pants that had encased lower torso leaving her in nothing but a lacy black bra and the matching set of panties. His eyes did not even break contact on her body and this she found to be empowering causing nerves to disappear and return in the form of anticipation and knowing the way his hands felt along her body and the sensation of the kisses they shared. Long strides carry lithe frame towards where he was body pressed against his as lips sought their way to his. The feeling that passed between the two of them in that second was bliss as heart rate increased, blood being pumped rapidly to nerve ending which felt as though they were tingly and on fire at the same moment in time. Butterflies sky rocketed in her stomach. The two of them were such contrast between each other; Kat the strong and defiant leader while Fey was the kind and nurturing type, this seemed to work though causing what passed between them to be irresistible. Hands roamed her entire body causing her to shiver beneath his touch, skin responding to every caress. Lids flicker closed as lips once again met his body pressed so tightly to his that no oxygen remained between the two of them. This moment did not last long though since as soon as it seemed to start to escalate to a point of no return something changed in the male and she found herself resenting him for this, especially at this moment in time. Dark eyes then met hers with a stare she found very hard to decipher. He held her close for another moment that seemed like it was too short as face was close to her neck and she was able to feel the hot breath emitted along the hairs at the back of her neck. As he pushed her away eyes narrow trying to depict the scene that might start to play out between the two of them when entire body went tense and rigid. She knew before the words even left his lips she was not going to like what he was going to say. He started out by telling her that she deserved better. Reverting back to her previous thoughts before the flight that was not true because there were much worse situations for her to be stuck in and all she had ever hoped for out of this marriage and more had come true. He then spoke words that caught her off guard, telling her that he regretted ever being married to her. Though sadly she understood what he meant and did not resent or find hurt in those words. While others would have taken the opportunity it scream at him with a severe lashing of their tongue she waited until he finished the rest of the sentences that accompanied and gave an explanation to why he had said something that would have been previously construed as something heartless and hurtful. He then uttered that he was fool to agree to it and that she was free to leave whenever she wished. Though she could sense by the words that he was not kicking her out, he was giving her a choice. Treating her less like a woman that was just set to be married to someone no matter what their thoughts on it were and more like an equal. Choice had never been something that had been present in this agreement thanks to her father but now that she looked over the last little while she knew she would not have chosen any differently. The man was rough around the edges but the intentions were right. She fought with her emotions for a moment to come up with what might be her reply. His eyes did not even meet hers so she reached out to place a gentle and hesitant hand under his chin to cause eye contact between the two of them. Even given the free choice to leave, I wish to remain, if you will have me. The simple statement held a lot of weight to it. To show him that it was not simply conditional on the state of mind they had been in the moments before she stood from the bed choosing clothes that would be appropriate for dinner that night and pulling them on. She wore a lightly patterned white sundress that her father had brought her the years before for her birthday and unlike where they came from it was warm enough for this attire. Spring was just around the corner and the nights even now were starting to get warmer, many of the flowers were starting to bloom. She had always loved the thoughts of a flower garden and would have to ask Kat’s permission, at her fathers’ she had never been allowed since the gardens reflected her mother’s taste and it was one of the only things her father religiously kept up to date in the exact manner in which they had been when her mother left. She ignored the flowers since they were a reminder of the woman that she resented more than anyone. She assumed he would be getting ready when she walked into their bathroom and added some simple makeup before returning to their bedroom. Ready? She asked him gently before walking in the direction of the front door and slipping on a jacket and her shoes before heading towards the truck. She climbed into the passenger’s side before waiting for him to get in the driver’s side to drive the short distance to her father’s house. The outside looked a little more overgrown then usual which made her wonder if her father was ill or perhaps he had been busy with something else? The possibilities were not ruled out when he answered the door when she knocked looking bright and cheerful. Arms engulf her in a large hug. Oh my dear, Feylnx, I missed you. He uttered gently kissing both her cheeks before turning his attention on Kat; providing him with a firm handshake. I see you have been treating my girl well. As soon as the introductions were over the man lead them in the direction of the table which she noticed to be set with an extra setting and brow raised slightly. She was much too polite to comment on it before she heard other footsteps and head snapped up in the direction of the kitchen where an older version of herself crossed the distance between the kitchen and where she sat, body went completely rigid as panic began to settle in, this was not going to end well and she knew that. She would behave herself though at least until dinner was served. She did not want to upset her father. Shoulders were rigid, ready for flight at any moment lip was bit as the food was placed in front of them and she reverted to silence not even acknowledging the other woman as she took her spot beside Fey’s father. The caused her skin to crawl. How dare her mother come back and uproot every aspect of her growing up. Now she would be the center of even more rumors, did the woman not know how terrible her childhood had been being the illegitimate daughter of a mother who ran off right after her birth and a father who was then stuck with a child that was not even his? Even though he treated her like his own child. In a tribe that was as close knit as the one that she was a part of it was hard to get privacy so everyone’s secrets were like front page news. Even after a council meeting that deemed it to be punishable to treat her any differently than the other children she was still able to hear the hushed tones in which they talked about her and the whispers. Boys were too scared to be ridiculed to have any sort of interest in her and girls did not want to be judged around her leaving her with only a couple people close to her. The dinner table was an awkward silence as she refused to meet the gaze that rested on her the entire meal. She mostly moved the food around her plate in an agitated manner than eating any of it. She managed to eat enough to suffice her to no longer be hungry but the rest remained on her plate in a waste when she finished. She stood to gather both her and Kat’s plates while her father seemed content on doing the same for him and her mother. Well if her mother could even merit a title like that, more or less just the person who gave birth to her. Hushed vocals whispered to her father at the sink where she placed the dirty plate with a pleading look. Why is she here? Why didn’t you warn me, this is not fair. She uttered and her father returned a dark look at her. She is here because she wants to make it all right. I was not convinced of that at first but we have done a lot of talking while you were away and she is genuine and you will respect that after all she is your mother. She could feel the anger building now but she would not unleash it in the direction of her father. She is not my mother. She uttered defiantly. If there was one thing she would fight about it would be this. When she returned to the room her mother stood walking closer to her. Can I speak with you alone Fey? She asked. Don’t call me that, you do not know me well enough for that. And anything you have to say can be said in front of my husband. She uttered, she was not brave enough to have this conversation without him being there. Many times over the years she had pictured the way that this conversation would go and how she would be the one to be defiant and tell her mother all the things that the woman had indirectly caused but not she was reduced to trying to find strength in herself after so much had happened in the last little while. She had finally reached a point in her life where no one longer would dare to tease her with the man she had married and settled into a happy lifestyle that she was enjoying even if the man had been picked for her by her father. Her mother caught the words that were spoken so angrily and knew that she would only have a limited amount of time to talk to the younger girl. I know you hate me and I know you have every reason to but I want to make it right between us I want my daughter in my life. She stood her ground and met her mother’s eyes. The time for you to have wanted your daughter in your life was almost 18 years ago. And the way to make it right is definitely not to force me to be around you with no warning at all. I told you I did not want to see you and yet you came anyways? What was the point of asking? It was then that her father stepped into the room and gave her a pleading glance which she ignored. I did not mean for it to work out this way. I was young and stupid. Fey bit her lip keeping back the words that threatened to burst forth from within her chest. Now that her mother had gotten her fired up she did not have a problem speaking her mind and letting forth what threatened her for so long. So I get no more of an explanation that you were young and stupid for what I went through, do you know what it was like for me at school where no one wanted to associate with the illegitimate child because she was bad karma and the rumors were much too vicious, they even called a council meeting to address the problem and had to vote that I was to be treated in the same manner as the rest of the children when everyone could see I was different. Only now do I feel respected and that is because of the man who is my husband. I know he would not let rumors like that go around. Where were you for that? The long speech felt so much better as it passed through her lips and a small sigh was uttered. Her mother looked as though she was about to break down and she knew that she was going to get in a lot of trouble from her father if she continued. She vowed that she had said her piece which made her feel much better and that was finished until the woman spoke words that made her skin crawl and her self-control snap. Wow, you remind me a lot of myself. The woman uttered and this was what broke Fey down. I am nothing like you, and I am proud of that. Unlike you I am loyal to my husband and plan always to be not to leave him with a child that is not even his for 17 years. I was happy with just my father; you coming back does not make you my mother. Her mother took a step forward to try to catch her daughters face in her grip but she jerked away from it, this was the last straw for her father as he took a step forward and hand was raised to connect to her daughter’s cheek. Threatening words uttered. You will show your mother respect. Never had the soft spoken man got so riled up that he had ever laid an hand on her. This to the girl was just proof that her mother was bad news. Her father might be able to forgive her for what she had done but Fey was not so quick to trust. She was sure that the only reason that the woman had come back into their lives was because she had nowhere else to go, the romance with her Italian father had probably fizzled out by now and she decided to try to come back to see what was left here. She would make sure that there was nothing left for her here it was not fair. Fey had just managed to build up a life that she was proud of, she was respected and even close to some people of the tribe, something that back in her younger years she would have never thought possible and now that her mother had returned all the rumors would be back. She moved towards the back door not willing her to say anything hearing her father call out behind for her to come back and that he was sorry and did not mean it. She ignored it, she was a mess now. She knew that respect for your family was something that this tribe held so dear and she felt horrible to have betrayed it but she knew that all the words spoken were deserved because she had not been the one to disrespect the family it had been her mother, long ago. Fey’s father stepped up to Kat as his daughter disappeared through the door. I am very sorry you had to go through that. I don’t know what got into my daughter. He uttered apologetically. The girl’s mother then turned to the man who remained for the time being at least and reached out to him. I am very glad to have met you in person Kat. She told him before then turning back to her father. You should never have hit her, you know that was wrong. Of course she’s going to be upset I would be upset if it was me in her case. The argument then continued. She hated how she had left Kat in there to fend for himself but she had seen no other way out. She did not roam far knowing her father would not follow her and if she did that she would be able to just move away from there. She sat on the top rail of the fence of the horses in the farthest corner away from the house; still she was able to hear the voices from inside. The horse even though she had been gone for so long was happy to see her and whickered gently to her in a low tone. The other horse paying no attention as she looped her legs through the second rung of the fence. Soft hoof beats echoed through the ground sounding slightly spongy with the way the ground was at this time of the year. She hoped that soon Kat would immerge from the house since she really wanted to apologize to him for the way that she acted, hand was held to her cheek as the skin stung there and she knew there would be a large hand print there for time to come. She then reached out as the horse approached her, running a hand over the horses cheek and resting her forehead against his forehead and finally the first tear passed down her face she quickly bit her lip to not allow more to do the same. She would be strong and not allow this to affect her.
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Post by Lonestar on Apr 5, 2011 0:36:18 GMT -5
Risking a glance at her before he spoke, the man caught the dread, tightness, and slight resentment in her posture as she observed him; her chest still rising and falling with the increased respiration that he knew his kiss and touch and produced from her. Pushing away the moment of testosterone satisfaction at seeing this reaction in her, Kat forced himself to focus and managed to keep his antsy legs that ached to be moving in one position with his gaze directed anywhere but at the girl as he spoke. Intensity from a new source filled the air as the silence stretched on, each of them acutely aware of the other and waiting to see what would happen next. Surely the damsel would recognize the chance at freedom he was offering her. He spoke the truth when he told her he was sorry they were married because in the eyes of most people who were knowledgeable in contemporary ways, they had been married for the wrong reasons. Sure, it was common among the tribe’s people for a union to be arranged between parents, but as generations grew older and new ones took their place, that tradition was slowly being uprooted from the garden to be tossed aside with the weeds. Women, especially young women who had not yet turned twenty, should be free to choose who and when they wanted to marry. With this agreement, Feylnx had been given no choices at all in the matter so now he thought it only right that he provide her with one before time got any further away from them. The marriage was still new and although it was difficult to avoid the knowledge that while in the lands of their sister tribe the pair had made some progress in understanding each other as a couple and learning how to live together, the shifter knew it was better to address any doubts early. Eyes remained directed away from her although he felt as if he was not giving her the due respect that she deserved by not meeting her gaze. He did not want to see the relief and pity that would be there. She would be the type to pity him for accepting a lonely life and he did not need to be reminded of what a horror he was to live with and be around. There were a countless number of those who had quickly learned such a thing and distanced themselves from him. True, he preferred things this way, but the more he thought about it, the more he was convinced that sleeping in his bed without her that night would feel unnatural after all those nights of having a woman beside him. After what seemed like forever, the damsel finally made a move. But instead of walking towards the door like he had expected her to do, she moved closer to him. This realization caused him to tense and jerk his head up, but it was too late. The gentle hand rested beneath his chin briefly only to fall once their pair was locked with one another and he found none of what he expected to find in her eyes. Instead, there was some strong sort of resolve staring him in the face as she told him that she would remain if he would let her. Slightly shocked by this response, he was hindered from providing a prompt response until she was already moving away towards the closet and choosing from the small amount of clothing she had in there what she wanted to wear for the dinner that night. Whether you stay or go is your choice. Vocals told her while the man stayed rooted to the spot; watching as she dressed in a simple sundress and feeling slightly disappointed about losing the sight of her in the lacy underclothes. Calling himself into action because he knew that she would be ready to leave soon so they could meet her father for the promised dinner, he took her place at the doorway to the closet as she disappeared into the bathroom and choose a pair of black slacks and a white, long sleeve collared shirt then stripped and dressed with the tail of the shirt being tucked into the pants and a black leather belt finished off the look. Although this attire seemed quite out of character for him, the clothes fit him well and actually accented his in-shape frame rather than mask it as formal clothes were normally expected to do. Never once did he wonder whether or not the clothes were too formal as he sat down on the edge of the bed to pull on a pair of black dress shoes and the lass walked out of the bathroom. The top two buttons had been left undone to give a more casual flare to the attire and this as well seemed to fit him almost to the nine. Stature straightened and dual vision lifted to meet hers just as she asked him if he was ready. Without answering or even providing her with a nod, he stood and followed her into the living room where the couple both donned their jackets before walking out to get in the truck. The drive was silent with the male still reeling about the past events of the day. He had expected nothing else but for her to leave whenever first given the possibility so it came as a total surprise when she had told him she wanted to stay as it was not something he had considered as an outcome. There was a feeling of awkwardness between them now that dissolved the small progress made over the trip and he was not quite sure how to approach this. Before long, they reached her father’s home and they both got out simultaneously to walk up to the door, knock, and be greeted by the older gentleman as he answered. Standing by, he let the father and daughter have their greeting, but provided his hand when the other offered his and managed to force a smile in reply to the compliment about the girl. If only her father knew how he desired the woman and taken advantage of her innocence only to push her away again, the man would save his child from the life she seemed content to live. Taking off his coat, he collected Feylnx's as well and left them folded neatly on the chair by the door then moved into the kitchen where the placings were already set. Pulling out his wife's chair, he helped to seat her before taking the setting next to her and allowing the elder to retrieve the dishes from the counter to place them in the middle of the table. He smelled before he saw the other presence and when eyes landed on the older, unknown lady who walked up to take the seat across from his bride, the shifter frowned, trying to place the face with a name although none came to him. Glancing away to look at Fey's father who was now obviously beaming, he assumed the woman was his new girlfriend, but by the reaction given by the lass at his side and the sudden tension in the air, he deduced that the daughter was not very enthusiastic about the pairing. Knowing he had no business in their family matters, the man quickly turned his attention to the food and along with everyone else ate the exquisitely prepared meal without saying a word. As he finished, he glanced across at his neighbors plate then frowned upon seeing that she had hardly eaten any of what she had dished out for herself. Curious and a little confused, he was about to ask her what was wrong and if she was feeling well when she rose suddenly and took both of their plates to the sink with his eyes lingering upon her disappearing figure with a furrowed brow while he tried to make sense of her mood. Her father did the same with his plate and his girlfriend's plate and soon Kat and the strange woman were left alone at the dining table while the other two remained well out of hearing range even for him because there was a wall also serving to hinder his abilities. Because it would be rude to ignore her (and because he felt her eyes on him), the male allowed his gaze to slowly move to linger on the older lady, finding her to be looking him up and down as if sizing him for a suit. "You are Fey's husband; yes? Kat; isn't it?" Bowing his head out of respect and because he felt like this woman was one who appreciated words, he added a simple reply. Yes ma'am. You are correct. The smile that crossed her face then made the man slightly suspicious, but he was not sure why until she spoke again. "You are quite handsome. And from a prosperous, respected family. Or so Ted tells me. And it is obvious you desire her; something I think is essential for any relationship. Yes, my daughter has done very well for herself." Head snapped to attention; spine going rigid as the new found fact settled in. This woman was Feylnx's long lost mother? No wonder she had hardly touched her food and spoken not a word since the woman came into her presence. Just then, the other two returned and the older woman took her attention from Kat to stand and address Feylnx, asking if she could talk to her. Slowly, he rose whenever the damsel spoke her reply; a silent supportive signal although he was not completely certain on how to handle the situation. Over the next few minutes as the pair exchanged words, he remained a bystander; simply listening to the conversation and trying to follow what was transgressing while pools shifted from one woman to the next and occasionally resting on the other male in the room who looked rather anxious and increasingly agitated. When the boiling point was reached, Kat could not move fast enough to react. Hot fury was written across features and pounded in his veins as he wasted no time putting himself between Feylnx and her parents; grabbing her father’s wrist with force that was not needed and pushing him back several feet. You will show my wife respect. Deep vocals threatened, while he let some of his immortal power leak into his eyes. This display of violence towards his daughter seemed completely out of character for the generally loving and caring man, but the shifter knew nothing of peace and even less of mercy. No one would be allowed to raise their hand to the woman who was wed to him. Not even her own father whom she had lived with her entire life and who had raised her from an infant. From behind him, he could hear the back door open as Feylnx made her escape to the backyard where he knew the horses were and after a short pause, he turned around just as the older man and woman started to address him with apologizes and 'nice to meet you's to follow his wife. Without acknowledging their words, he gave them him back as a sign of complete disrespect and walked out the door to shut it very firmly and loudly behind him. Giving himself time to calm the storm inside of him, he approached Fey from behind very slowly because he was still fuming at her father's audacity and did not want her to see the anger in his eyes when it was not directed at her. Watching her as she calmly pet the animals in the pasture as they swarmed around her to get her attention, the rage fell away more quickly than expected to be replaced by a tenderness that was completely foreign to him before he had encountered this girl. Coming up behind her, he stopped and stood to her side with his gaze transfixed on the equines who sniffed at him out of curiosity before walking away to eat the hay provided to them in the pasture. With their departure, he looked up to the woman and rested his hand on hers before wrapping his fingers around her grip and gently urging her off the railing to stand in front of him. Once she was, he took her chin in his hand and turned it barely till the red print outline could be seen on her face; ignoring anything she might have been saying to him because he felt no words were needed between them. Seeing the mark caused his eyes to flash and a renewed flare of rage to engulf dark depths, but it soon burned out before gaze flickered to meet hers. Bending, a soft kiss was pressed to her affected cheek and her body was pulled against his; arms wrapping around abdomen to hold her while jaw rested comfortably on her head. He let them stand that way for a long while without interrupting the moment, but eventually the darkness that had begun to sink in when they had arrived enveloped the land and they were lost within its shadows with the real cold of the night sinking in. Relaxing his arms, he stepped away only to reach for her hand and stare down at her. Come with me. Lyrics requested of her quietly before he lead her around to the front of the house and saw her to the passenger seat of his truck which he started before heading back into the house to retrieve their jackets. Tomorrow, if Feylnx would allow and if the older man wished, the father and daughter could come together and forgiveness exchanged, but tonight, Kat was in no mood to allow his wife back into the house. Emotions needed time to settle and he personally needed time to mentally prepare himself for letting her see her father because after what had just happened, part of him was tempted to ban the man from ever seeing or talking to her again. When he stepped into the front door and moved to get their coats, he was met with searching eyes of the older couple. Straightening and pausing before heading towards the door, he formally met Fey's father's eyes. I am taking her home. You may try to see her tomorrow, but I will not allow you near her if she does not wish to speak or see you. With that, he bowed his head to the pair then took his leave. The coats were deposited in the back seat as he climbed into the driver's seat then started to navigate the familiar roads to their house after buckling his seat belt. Once they arrived, he shut down the engine and retrieved their coats before getting out and leading the way into the house. In the front foyer, he hung up their coats then headed into the bedroom where he sat down on the bed to take off the shoes he had been wearing. After putting them away in the closet where he had gotten them from, the bloke started to unbutton the small ones at his sleeves and approached his wife. Coming up to her, he stopped, finished rolling up his sleeves, and reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. He knew she needed reassurance from him and support, but he was not sure how to give this to her. So he went with what he knew; forsaking words in exchange for action. Pulling her close, he let his lips meet hers softly and picked her up at her waist to set her on their bed. Moving till his legs pressed against the mattress and frame, he kissed her with hands slowly running partly over her sides and hips. Heart began to really pound in his chest when he leaned away and moved his hands to her shoulders to brush the straps of her dress down onto her arms. Gaze remained riveted to hers for a moment and palm moved to cup her cheek, thumb stroking her soft skin while he fought with the animalistic instinct of his spirit. This would not be simply about sex for them. She needed him to be there for her and this was the only way he knew to show her that he would be and that he would protect her and shield her from anything that threatened to harm her.
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Post by Ayrn on Apr 11, 2011 21:07:04 GMT -5
She knew that she made it completely obvious the way that she felt when he touched her and entire body felt as though there was an electric buzz running then entire length of her body. Her breathing was rapid and fuelling the oxygen needed to spark the nerves. But in the moment that he pushed her away and began to speak she felt as though the entire world came to a crashing halt and she knew that what was going to come out of his mouth next was going to make her heart pound in her throat. Was she not acting in a correct manner to his liking? He did not even meet her gaze when he spoke and the words caused her to feel as though her stomach sunk into her knees. She paused for a moment while she composed the words that were going to be spoken in return. She knew that they had been married for all the wrong reasons but they had both tried their best to make it work and she had come to appreciate the males silent presence and she was starting to enjoy the life that they had together. He did not seem to understand that he was not a horror to live with like he thought he was. She was not like the other people that he had dealt with in the past because what seemed to have caused them to draw themselves away caused her to strive to get closer to him. The more she got to spend time with him the more she wondered about where their relationship was going to go from here. When she said that she was not wanting to leave he told her that the choice was going to be up to her and she nodded with a small smile as it did not appear that he really wanted her to leave. It took a lot of resolve for him to have brought this up at the time he had when she had been in the middle of rendering him powerless but he was more noble than that. He would not take advantage of her when something like this was on his mind and this made her appreciate him even more so. She moved to the closet and pulled out the sundress that she knew her father would enjoy her wearing since it had been given to her by him when she had turned 16. When she returned from the bathroom where she untied her hair from its elastic and allowed long raven locks to fall along her shoulders she spotted the man standing at the closet dressed in more formal clothes than she had ever seen him in and she could not help but notice just how handsome he looked. Eyes widened slightly as breath caught in the back of her throat before she forced herself to look away and focus on what was going on in the rest of the house and try to finish getting ready. When he did not answer if he was ready or not she then stepped in the direction of the living room and the rest of the house where she shrugged her black pea coat over her shoulders and did some of the buttons on it up before moving towards the door and out to the truck that was waiting for them in the driveway. She was overwhelmed with how much she missed her father when they arrived and stood at the front door after knocking and it seemed to take forever for the older man to answer and she was embraced in a tight hug and greetings were uttered before they were then ushered into the house to take their spot at the table where he assured them that the food was already ready and would be on the table within a matter of moments. He collected her coat as well and placed them on a chair that the other jackets had been sitting on at the edge by the door before shoulders were exposed to the warm air of the house and she comfortably took her familiar seat at the table. He was very polite when he then pulled the chair out for her to sit in. Entire body was rigid and she knew that Kat was able to tell this but he did not speak since it would not be polite though she was sure that she would get questioned later and he would ask her if she was alright since she had barely eaten anything. When she stood she could hear hushed talking though she was too busy wanting to know what was going on with her father and why her mother was there. When her mother asked her if they would be able to talk and she told the woman that anything that was said could be said around her husband he stood taking her side and she felt the support that seemed to radiate off the stunning man and she found the inner courage to speak the words that had rested just upon the tip of her tongue and without him she would not have been brave enough to say. She would have to thank him for that later. When she spoke the words to her mother that seemed to cause the fit of rage possessed by her father she had not even looked in his direction so she did not even see the hand raised to her before it slammed against her cheek. A gasp sounded quietly in the back of her throat before she stepped back shrinking beneath the anger that was carried towards her. She did not expect Kat to defend her in fact she thought that he might take her fathers side since the words had been meant to hurt her mother but little did the woman know how much hurt she had caused the younger girl in the years following her leaving. She did not know who was more stunned herself or her father when the man jumped into action and pushed her father back away from her with such force she thought he would land on the floor this created a diversion though for her to disappear around the corner to the back door and slide out before anyone noticed. The horse seemed to sense the unease in the girl as she stepped up to the fence and he offered her affection to counter act the sinking nauseous feeling that settled in the pitt of her stomach, her cheek felt hot where she knew there was going to be a very visible hand print. She was able to hear the slamming of the door as the man entered the outdoor realm and walked in her direction but she did not redirect her gaze as ivories clamp on her bottom lip. He stopped close by her side and even the presence was reassuring and caused some of the tension to melt away. He would not allow anything to happen to her and she knew that. It did not take long for the horses to sense that she did not need their comfort any longer since the man had come to take their place and they moved back to the food that was their dinner. Hand was placed over hers and gaze then turned down to their interlocked hands, warmth spreading through both cheeks not just the one that had been slapped. He eased her off the top railing and she hopped gracefully to the ground to stand in front of him. He did not meet his gaze it was directed nearly to the ground but that was before he then took her chin into his hands to cause her to turn her head away so he was able to observe the damage done. The touch of his lips to her cheek caused heart to race and soon she was drawn close to him body resting nestled against his. Frame conforming to the muscled on of the taller man. Small sigh passed through rose kissers as body started to relax a little more. He did not hurriedly move from the position like she might have expected but instead they stood that way for long enough for the sun to start to sink behind the clouds and the cold that closed in over the night to start affecting her bare arms. But when he dropped his arms she expected them to walk separately to wherever he was leading her but his hand remained on hers. His gaze was on her and she moved with him when he asked her to come with him. They did not move in the direction of the house which she was thankful for since she did not have the energy to deal with what had just happened and she was too angry with the way that her father had reacted since it had been in defense of the person that she considered to be the enemy against his daughter who had done nothing but try her best to impress him even partaking in the arrangement of a marriage that she had no say in, even if it turned out for the better as of right now. The truck was something familiar that she found refuge in as she grabbed the handle on the door and stepped into the cab, taking her spot in the passengers seat and easing the seatbelt over her lap and shoulder. She was not too sure of what was going on inside the house and hoped that it would not take long and she was right when within a matter of moments Kat appeared on the front step with their coats and made his way to the truck. They were settled back into the comfortable routine that included the silence as they drove the small distance back to the house. He parked the truck in the driveway. As she entered the room he was taking the shoes he had been wearing off and he rolled the sleeves of the dress shirt up before moving in her direction, brow raised slightly not too sure what to expect from him right now but she welcomed the gentle touch that moved a strand of dark hair from where it had been draped along her vision. She once again found herself pressed up against him though this time in the privacy of their own bedroom so this time she allowed her hands to move up to trail the rigid muscles of his abdomen. Feeling the butterflies that always were present around him start to flare up in her stomach, she was picked up at the waist and moved towards the bed. Mattress was soft below her and the close proximity of them was almost too much for her to bear. As lips met hers once again a cheeky expression overtook features as ivories locked gently on his bottom lip with a sly grin shot to him. His hands trailed her body leaving hot lines of where they had just been causing her to shiver beneath his touch, gentle hands then moved the straps of her dress from her shoulders to expose tender flesh of her collarbone. Thumb caressed her cheek in soothing motions that caused body to arc slightly to be brought closer to him before she settled with wrapping arms around him and pulling him closer to her to close the little distance that remained between the two of them. As he seemed to gain the tender expression lips were then moved to trace a line along his jaw and neck to be pressed to the overly sensitive skin there watching his reaction. She trusted him and that was apparent in the gaze that reached to meet his. She always had trusted him since he had given her no reason not to and many reasons for her to gain the trust within him. She knew that he would defend her and not allow anything to happen to her. Now she just wanted to be able to forget the world and what had just occurred to be immersed in nothing but the aspect of the coming life with the man dubbed to be her husband, sure they might have a little bit different of a relationship then others but the trust between the two of them as well as the physical chemistry could not be ignored. Thank you Kat, for defending me. She uttered gently as hand was placed tenderly along his cheek and gaze met his unsure of how he was about to respond.
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Post by Lonestar on Apr 12, 2011 2:02:16 GMT -5
If at any point the lady had expressed opposition to leaving her father's house while they were walking to the truck the man would have immediately stepped back and let her return to her family even if it meant resigning himself to being a neutral party. Luckily, she seemed to share his outlook on the ordeal so he did not have to fight with himself in order to allow her back into the house with her father who had just hit her. Leaving her in the truck, he moved as quickly as he could because he was not particularly in the mood to hang around any longer and he did not want to leave her waiting in the truck for him for too long. Once their coats were retrieved and his message delivered to the elder male, Kat returned to the truck then drove with a little extra care back to the house that they shared. Occasionally, he would glance across the cab at the woman and watch her for a moment to try and read her emotions. Right now, he would not be the least bit surprised if she had trouble composing herself after all the drama that had occurred only a few hours ago and yet, she was the perfect picture of serenity as she stared out the window at the scenery that could barely be seen because of the darkness. Still, he doubted the validity of this outward show and therefore kept his gaze upon her as they arrived to the house, entered through the front door, and quickly made their way to the bedroom where they could get ready for bed. The bloke had been watching her enough to convince himself that he should do more to be a husband to her as she was a wife to him so he approached her and very quickly allowed the moment to transgress as these things do to the point where he placed her on the bed and drew soft kisses from her lips. Instantly, the desire they both had for one another became the biggest force in the room; engulfing all other thoughts as well as time. Her quick absorbance in him was met with a sharp sense of satisfaction and lent to her groom a power that he would wield with attentiveness. The delicate and demanding hands on his body urged him to succumb to what she asked of him so he did by moving so close to the edge of the bed that his knees dug into the side of the mattress and his body loamed slightly over hers. Lids fluttered over surfaces when the damsel pressed her lips to his neck and chin; allowing himself to enjoy one of the many displays of affection she showed to him on a daily biases. Throat worked to swallow as she leaned away, releasing the tight hold her arms had around his neck, and he fought to keep himself from jerking her right back into that position with her frame resting right against his own. Dark, unreadable depths met with her innocent pair to hear her words of appreciation, but held their gaze long after the syllables had been uttered and processed. It only took him a few seconds to decide upon his course of action and in a series of movements, he moved her further back towards the middle of the mattress, joined her on the bed, wrapped her in a loose hold, and then paused to brace himself against the surface when liquids were free to make their meeting easier. You are mine to protect and defend. I do not need thanks for doing the duty that is owed to me. Hand lifted and for another brief moment, the drake showed a flash of tenderness as he reached out to stroke the cheek that had been stuck by her father. From that point on, patience became increasingly harder to ally with as he brought his lips to hers and figures were finally fitted to one another. Palms ventured while he kept her mouth engaged and soon the rough calluses were brushing against milky skin to push fabric out of the way. The dress was made quick work of before attention turned to his clothing. What she had not already begun to work loose from his body, he got rid of by sitting up and leaving her for a moment before rejoining her with extremities stretched out across the king-sized bed. Although he tried his best to be gentle with her, the man felt that he sometimes would slip up and grab her a little too hard or ask a little too much. Yet, upon accepting his mistakes, he would swiftly change his demeanor back to a calm lover, but this behavior could not be considered to be anything akin to impassioned acceptance. His passion was evident as he finally stripped her of the last cloth that kept them from having complete skin on skin contact. Though he found himself in charge of the situation as was per usual with him, the shifter took cues from her reactions and followed the instruction that body language wrote out for him. When their mischief for the evening ended with a relaxed sigh escaping from his diaphragm into the dark mass of her hair, he found himself strangely content. Stubborn as he was, he ignored this feeling and pushed analyzing it to the back of his mind while instead pulling the lady closer and falling asleep. The next morning, he woke first and maneuvered himself out of the cocoon they had created to use the bathroom and brush his teeth. When he emerged, the pair of boxers lying on the floor along with his other clothes was pulled over his body and he started for the bedroom door in order to go into the kitchen, but hesitated as he came to pass the bed. Looking at Feylnx still sleeping coaxed him to change his path and before he could give it a second thought, the man had climbed back into the bed and resumed his previous position if only to lay there for a little while during the time in which she would take to wake up. Once she did, which was not long after he had, Kat gave her time to wake up and become accustomed to the new day before directing his characteristically guarded eye to her. Are you going to see you father today? He asked; his gruff tone betraying his futile attempt at showing the displeasure he felt in regards to the subject. As a proud man, he was still very offended and angry that her father had overstepped boundaries that not even he as the husband would have sunken down into crossing. The woman's forgiveness would be much easier won than his would be, but that was the typical cycle of life for both genders.
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Post by Ayrn on Apr 13, 2011 0:06:22 GMT -5
She was glad that she was not expected to go back to her childhood home to deal with what she knew would be waiting. She felt as though her father no matter how angry she had made him over stepped a line that had been drawn in the sand and she was not as forgiving when it was an act such as the one that he carried through. He had done something that she had never even thought possible for him and all over the one woman that he was powerless to in his life. Even though she left and cheated on him to produce an illegitimate child and then leave once more and leave him in the wrath and humility of the tribe he welcomed her back into the house deciding to give her another try. Fey was not dull she knew that there would have to be some underlying reason that her mother had come back, after 17 years, why now? She missed the child that she left behind? Well it was a little late for that even if that was the case though she was much too smart to even have that cross her mind. She was here because she had nowhere else to go and Fey would not allow all this heartbreak to happen to her father again when her mother decided it was time to leave again. She knew that to be accepted back into the tribe as more than a visitor that they would have to hold a council meeting that her husband would be a part of and she would do her best to try to make sure that her mother was not granted the wishes. She even wondered who from the tribe knew of the return back from wherever she had been. She wished there would be a way to find out what the woman’s plans were without having to talk to her dad since it would take her a little while to get over what had happened. She would just have to deal with the ordeal later and focus on what was really important in her life. Kat and his wellbeing being the most important aspect now. They were completely silent as he returned back to the truck to place their jackets in the back seat. There was no point in her getting upset about what had just happened, there was nothing that she could do to change it, no amount of tears would rid the anger that was so uncommon for the girl and rose up in her throat threatening to lay on her tongue though the anger was not directed towards anyone but the man and woman that were her parents. Kat seemed to keep turning to her and checking on how she was doing as she sat in the truck on their way to his house. When they entered the shoes she had been wearing were left sitting at the door she paused to pick them up once they were off her feet and place them on the floor of the coat closet by the door. She was a little surprised when she moved into the room and gaze fell on him rolling up his sleeves in the formal shirt that he had been wearing for the night from hell as she would be referring to it now. But he quickly turned it around for her when tender kisses reached her lips and soon she felt herself being lifted by strong arms. Entire frame relaxing with his grip, there was a strange light to dark depths one that she was sure had never been present before, she would not question it though knowing his guard would instantly shoot up and he would push her away. She noticed the pleasure that crossed his face when her lips moved from where they had been pressed against his to roam the planes of his jaw and neck and a small smile took over gentle features causing emerald depths to flash with a tender unguarded expression that only a select few had witnessed. Breathing was deep and body so close that every curve touched a corresponding area of his body able to feel the tight muscles that lined the man’s frame, it was impossible for her not to be physically attracted to him. She knew that he thought it to be his job to keep her out of harms way and to protect her and while she knew that a lot of people would agree that was something that she thought to be of old times since she knew that she was able to handle herself and care for herself. But it was very nice to know that someone was looking out for her best interests. To have him stand up and defend her was quite possibly the nicest feeling that she had ever experienced. A gentle motion then reached out to touch her cheek so gently that it was nothing but a small tickle along the tender skin there. After the words were spoken the moment turned a little brasher and soon the dress was free from her figure and thrown aside to the floor and body was exposed to him as it had been the hour before they had left for her fathers. Hands moved to the buttons on his shirt and soon tanned abdomen was apparent as hands then ran along his sides and paused at his waistline to assist with undoing the belt of his pants. The rest of the night passed in a similar manner as it had when they had been in the sister tribe though this time the feelings overtook the girl and seemed even stronger between them. She was pleased to allow him the control that was natural with the beast that lay within and within the next little, after the deed bodies were entwined the man’s contented sigh causing a subtle smile to dance upon rose kissers. Forehead was nestled against the man’s chest as he drew her closer for the night and sleep to begin. Pulling blankets over herself she felt as though she could not be more comfortable as head rested lightly on the pillow and the dreams were not far. This time the dream was not as realistic as the ones that seemed to now be characteristic. This one would not be one of the few that were remembered in the morning. Sleep was restful since she felt as though she still had not been caught up from their trip and she awoke in the morning at the same time that seemed to be the ideal. The sun had just barely risen from the horizon line. Strangely she found that she was not alone in bed, the man was awake since she was able to smell the toothpaste that he had used but he remained curled up against her. This was not like him but she appreciated it. Eyes were opened as she then settled into the new day starting to wake up. Words were abrupt and very Kat-like when they were spoken and she almost chuckled at how well she was starting to get to know him. He asked her if she was going to go see her father today and she shook her head. That would ruin the mood I am in plus I am not ready to face him again. She knew that this would surprise him since she was usually so easy going and she would be the first to try to avoid a fight but this time she was determined that she was not going to get pushed around. Legs were dangled over the edge of the bed and feet found the floor as she shivered with the cold of the morning since she had become accustomed to the warmth of both the blanket as well as the man in the bed. She headed towards the bathroom to take a quick shower and towel dry her hair before immerging out dressed in a dark pair of jeans and a flattering red hoody she had placed a small amount of makeup to cover the large red mark on her face before walking to the kitchen where she was prepared to make them breakfast. Starting with scrambling eggs and making pancakes she found that she was going to have to go grocery shopping for them since there was not too much left from before their trip. That would be one of the things that would have to be accomplished today. She also planned to ask Kat if she would be able to start a garden since she wanted to not only grow flowers but herbs that she would be able to use in cooking since there was nothing like having fresh ingredients. She knew that he would appreciate that as well. She finished cooking and set the table when he took the spot across from her she addressed the question. Would it be alright if I built a garden? I have always wanted to be able to use fresh herbs. She asked and was pleased to know that he would allow her. Can I take your truck to go get supplies for it later this morning? he seemed to be alright with this so when they had finished their breakfast the plates were moved into the sink where she quickly ran them through the soapy water and rinsed them before the placing them in the rack in which they would be left to dry in before then slipping on a black wind breaker since it was still quite cold in the mornings and slipping on runners before taking the keys to the truck and stepping out of the door and out into the morning that was turning out to be beautiful. The white clouds that were high in the sky were fluffy and looked stunning against the azure backdrop, the sun was starting to warm the terrain and the dew was quickly being evaporated. The trucks ignition was turned and the car roared to life the music was turned until it was just barely heard but used as background noise, she backed out of the driveway easily since driving had been one of her favorite past times with her father even if there was not very far to go in the tribe they would drive some of the logging roads that were on the outskirts. That was where she had learnt to drive. There was a favorite place that she had at the summit of this large hill where you could see the entire tribe and the lands that were just past them. She decided that while she was out she might as well go both grocery shopping and to the small gardening store, she would stop at the gardening store first since she did not want the groceries to have to sit in the truck. She parked alongside the store before hopping lightly from the truck with the keys in hand. The man at the counter looked up at her with a raised brow a small smile was shot politely in his direction as she surveyed the items that she was going to need, a few pieces of board were picked up to be used as the borders around the small garden as well as some seeds and small plants that he told her would thrive in the area that she planned to use. She picked some flowers and the truck was loaded with a small amount of dirt that would be used for the base in the garden, she decided that she liked the small store since there was no one around and no one to talk about her marriage to Kat and now the bigger scandal of her mother being back, the grocery store would be terrible though and she spent the entire time wishing that she had not decided to go there. Lip was bit as she stepped out of the truck hating that she was a chicken and scared to walk into the store. A deep breath was taken as the keys were pressed into her pocket and she strode confidently into the store, the lady cashiers eyes were instantly on the girl as she could feel her gaze following her. She also saw her then reach out towards the other cashier beside her and start whispering, this was ignored though as she passed through the store and filled the cart with things that they needed at the house. She spotted two girls that she had known from school. One of which she knew of to have had the largest crush on Kat. Their eyes went wide when they spotted her and they rushed over to her. Congratulations Fey. I heard about you marrying Kat. I am jealous. She nodded politely with a small smile. Thank you. She wondered why after all this time the girl seemed to have the need to talk to her when before Kat she knew the woman would not have spoken. Fey was not too sure what to think of the last part of the statement that she was jealous. We should have lunch or coffee sometime. Here is my number. She took the time to write it on the back of her grocery list and hand the paper to her after ripping the small section from the paper before then saying her goodbyes and continuing. She spent another couple minutes there before deciding that it would be enough for the next little while and moving in the direction of the cashier. Of course the lady behind the counter could not be polite since she was the master of gossip. I heard your mother is back, is that true? Why did she come back all of a sudden? Fey shrugged wishing the lady would just finish ringing in her till You would have to ask her why she came back. The woman then shrugged. I did and she told me that it was for your father, she’s going to ask to become a member of the tribe again at a ceremony, I asked her and she was just in here, she wanted me to give this to you. The girl then handed her a envelope and she felt her heart sink for a moment before paying for the groceries and remaining silent before she then carried the bags to the car and was storming. How dare her mother bring more than just herself into this sick scandal, she was sure that there was rumors flying now. She drove back gripping the wheel so hard that her knuckles were white. She unpacked the groceries pausing at the kitchen counter to open the envelope to reveal a letter apologizing and asking her if she would meet the woman later in the afternoon, she was not too sure if the woman realized that she wanted nothing to do with her. She then noticed that there was a picture of an older and sophisticated Italian man, on the back it was written that it was her father. Face contorted into a guarded expression as the note as well as the picture were shredded and thrown into the garbage can. She finished putting the groceries away and then stepped out into the day to start on the garden.
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Post by Lonestar on Apr 14, 2011 0:30:17 GMT -5
He knew she was starting to wake up because he could feel her begin to stir in his arms. Loosening his hold a little so the damsel would not feel trapped when she came fully to her senses, the male created some space and tried to keep his facial expression rather lax. It was not common for him to still be in bed with a woman when they woke up. True, Feylnx was different from other women that he had slept with in that she was often times an earlier riser than him, but never before had he woken to find her still beside him on the mattress nor had he ever stayed beside a woman while she slept and he lay awake. For some, this might be a perfectly relaxing and natural occurrence, but for the shifter it felt very personal and exposed; leaving him a little awkward in the situation. Her eyes opened and his depths met their gaze briefly. Clearing his throat after a long moment, he was able to break the connection and removed his arms from her body to roll towards the edge of the bed and sit up; pushing the comforter to his waist and exposing the tanned hide to the sunlight that barely streamed through the blinds. It was then that he asked the question of her and turned to watch the lass as she moved to the opposite edge of the bed; her naked skin causing a slightly unexpected reaction as his mind instantly switched into sex mode and throat became dry, making it hard to swallow. Forcing him to concentrate, he made his liquids focus on her features as she looked across to him and answered in the negative: she would not be going to see her father. Relieved because this meant he also could delay dealing with the elder man and his current resentment towards him, the bloke accepted her decision without comment and simply nodded. While she moved to the bathroom to take a shower, he as well got out of the bed and dressed in a clean pair of boxers, dirty, ripped, paint splattered jeans, and a loose faded blue t-shirt then made his way into the kitchen where he poured himself a glass of orange juice and got out eggs for cooking purposes just before the damsel emerged and took over the cooking. Since he was left as basically a useless presence in the kitchen, the man moved to the dining table where he could sit and drink his juice without being in the way and think about the tasks of the day. With it being the day after their return, he should probably go and speak with the tribe's council members, but the rebel inside of him loathed having to check in as if he were a child and he quickly decided that making a trip into the inner village was not worth it. Gaze wandered around the house then paused as he looked out the wide viewing window at the back of the building against which the dining room was nestled and suddenly the idea struck him. Now that she had answered him the night before and made it clear that she did not wish to leave, or at least, not yet, he could follow through with his word and build her a place to keep her horse. Mechanisms in his mind began to work out the design and materials that would be needed, but he was interrupted as she finished breakfast and brought him his plate then took a seat at the table with him. When she asked him whether she could grow a garden or not, he was a bit taken aback by the way this idea had seemed to form itself out of thin air, but after taking a moment to let the idea sink in, he found he was not in the least surprised by this wish. Nodding, shoveled a slice of pancake into his mouth and swallowed before answering. I have no objections. There is room to the sides and back of the house for a garden if you want one. Another forkful of food entered his mouth during the short silence between his answer and her next question. This question made him hesitate and in order to hide that he was thinking about how to answer, the male began to chew slower. If he planned on starting to build the enclosure for her animal the truck would be needed to charter supplies back and forth from the house to the store, but then again, the hardware store owner had his own truck and a teenage boy working for him who often delivered anything that people around the tribe needed from his store with a small fee. Because he was a frequent customer, the owner would be more than happy to deliver his supplies and the boy that worked for him could also be hired as a daily hand to help Kat with the project although the old man was sure to object even if Kat had often times stolen the kid away from the store for a day or two by offering him more pay. Usually, he would just give the old man a little extra when the time came to pay the project's bill and he was happy as a lark. That's fine. Returning back to eating after giving her permission to use the truck, they both finished around the same time and the dishes were submitted to a quick washing before left out to dry. The lass left fairly quickly after that and he found himself alone with paper and pencil. Sitting at the table, he drew out a basic set of plans then placed a call to the hardware store requesting all the supplies he could possibly use as well as the employment of the kid. As expected, the owner resisted letting the boy go for the day, but he knew business would be slow and because Kat knew this was well, he could not deny his requests. Soon after, the boy arrived with the supplies in the truck which was backed all the way to the back of the house. Kat showed and explained the basic plans to him then they set to work. First to go up was the fence so they dug holes for the standards equal distance from one another in a sort of circular shape. Then the thick wooden poles were buried in the ground. It was really starting to take shape when the girl returned from getting her own supplies; the sound of the trucks engine rumbling up to their driveway and cutting off just before a car door opened and shut alerting him to her presence. He paused for a moment, thinking about going to help her unload the truck, but the boy had just taken one down off the truck and was trying, unsuccessfully, to carry it to the fence line. Returning his mind to the project at hand, he helped the kid to finish this load and a few others before letting him take a break while Kat went inside to get them both water and "some grub" as the teen had referred to it. Stepping up to the back door, he entered without making a sound just in time to see her tearing up some papers and throwing them in the trash. Raising his eyebrow, he watched her for a moment without letting her on to his presence while she put away the groceries and let his curiosity fester. He remained in the doorway and therefore in her path as she started towards the back door to go outside and work on her garden. She would almost run into him without a doubt, but he wanted it that way. Her mind was already preoccupied so it would not be much of a surprise to him if she had even noticed him. What was that? He asked, curiosity getting the better of him as he jerked his head towards the trash can and waited with a cocked brow for her answer.
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