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njord had come back and she had faded into the backdrop of sapphique. she was not sure how to welcome him. she had always thought highly of the man but so much had changed. and now — should she regret the things she had said to meerkat?
"@Jorunn." her voice was a caress against the nape of her lover as they lay wrapped somewhere beyond corsair beach. "am i wrong to keep away from him?"
jorunn had settled — perhaps too much — into the rhythm of sapphique. she spent her days scouting nearby or keeping an eye on rapidly growing children, all too eager to wander.

then she doted upon erzulie, cherished the companionship of rosalyn too.

njord had returned. the women had stayed at bay.

jorunn had felt joy for meerkat's ending sadness, but this had not been the expected result. she had not imagined the trusting man returning. alive, at least.

i have not seen his face either. she admitted between untangling salted hairs. but it is only wrong if you wish to see him and don't. her head now draped over a shoulder.
"i should seek him out. for de sake of meerkat an' her little ones." erzulie sighed but she did not pull away from jorunn. "i suppose dat i resent him a little. she hurt so much."
"but can i blame him for de sea's choice to keep him away?" the former obsidian did not believe that she could.
she let out her breath and nuzzled against the soft curve of the other woman's throat.
jorunn was not above the idea of doing things for others. especially when it came to women. the lenghts she had gone to for erzulie alone!

as for blame...

her mind wandered in silence for a few long beats. uncertain. considering with earnest thought.

there is only so much i can tell you, help you decide. but this was spoken with soft adoration as she softly nibbled at the edge of a salted ear.
"ah, but you have already helped me so much."
she put her arms around jorunn, feeling hungry for the other once more. "you always listen in de way i need you to hear me."
and that was something precious in its own right.