Rising Sun Valley Jalan Qoyi [M]

To be really honest Zhavvi was not entirely frightened of her dad. He loved her immensely, she knew he did. She was certain that she could make the warrior forgive her. But on the other hand she was curious about his reaction. Plus this would probably hurt him and she didn't want him to be hurt. She did love her father even while he went over board with protecting her. Zhavvi watched her uncle with that thoughtful expression of her. "Si ornla ti yenta si mi wintektora," She returned to her uncle. "Shar si tir ti huven ihk jacion ekess ouith tagoa di svabol yth tira. si mi l'gra di jacion ouithir," Zhavvi spoke almost wisely.

Her small frame sat down, but then made her wince slightly. She was definitely sore, so the female laid down. Her uncle did turn her mood around. How wonderful. Her green eyes looked at the warrior and decided that she wanted his more often if he father liked it or not. He wasn't letting her out of their clan? Well then she would find other ways to have her fun.

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Lavakho held no doubt that the knowledge of what just happened would absolutely kill his brother.  Zhavvi was Rakharo's little flower, his only ray of sunshine in such a dark world.  Although the notion of keeping secrets was foreign to the warrior, he conceded that their encounter would need to stay between themselves in order to protect his brother, and to protect himself.  

"Bensvelk," yawned the warrior as he stretched out across the ground.  His eyelids drooped into half-open slits as the rest of his face relaxed.  "Wux vucot Zhav," he chortled jokingly, allowing his tired eyes to fully close.  "Si siofme yth tepoha itrewictor ekess wer level persvek hesi thurirlkal svaklar vi ava'yorn ui thric drongilt rigluina."  

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Zhavvi gave her uncle the biggest smile in return when he said that. "Wux re jivntir," she returned bit much more fondly now. The lean girl stretched herself out too and then got back onto her fours. She should go to her dad. He was expecting her home for her bedtime. Yes, not kidding. She would have to talk to him about that. The girl walked up to her uncle and gave a quick lick over his cheek. "Vinxa ihk xurwkir ve yor," the girl spoke then, a bit cheekily.

With that the girl trotted off, hips swinging in the process. She didn't let the male know that she was terribly sore from their actions. It was just like having to run without stamina. She just needed to built up here muscles... there. That made the girl grin.

"Vur zyak re wux," he mused lightly, sprawled out on the ground with eyes still closed.  His heavy breathing had begun to slow into a tired rhythm, his chest moved up and down with each deep breath.  When he felt her slight lick on the side of his cheek, the corners of his mouth twisted into a dopey grin.  Life had suddenly become so much more complicated, but the warrior felt a true happiness that he hadn't experienced in a long time.  Not since before the war.  She made him feel like a child once more.

Lavakho opened one eye to watch her as she walked away.  He grinned from ear to ear for as long as she was still in sight.  As she faded away into the night and out of his frame of vision, Lavakho sunk into the grass for the rest of the night.  Would he dream? No doubt it would be of her.