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I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sangilak - April 27, 2016
Back-dated to before locust invasion bc I am slow. Heat begins! Tagging @Sitiyok for visuals, not sure if he would have followed!
She smelt the briny air and moved toward it up until the point she had arrived to the cliffs. Her eyes assessed, looked for a place that she could go down to the shoreline after navigating the territory for some time. It was large and had much to offer, but on this day she wanted but one thing—the sea. She stood, at present, upon the cliff-face. Her expert eye found such a place, though the going would be tough for any inexperienced in the way of mountains that would sooner betray you than it would assist you in ascension. It was not to be thought of in a personal way; some trails were difficult, some were easy. Sangilak was no foolish daredevil, but sometimes the difficult paths were the necessary ones. And today, there simply was no other way. Her thought process had convoluted itself; she was antsy, eager, repulsed and yet enticed by company. One moment she would snap, and the next she would be permitting of everything short of being mounted, which was an opportunity never offered.
Sangilak picked her way down, and it took well over thirty minutes for her to arrive on the shoreline. And once she did, she moved upon it to lay herself down and rest her head a while. Fifteen minutes into that, however, and the change was complete within her, and she rose to all fours and howled, her search for a life-mate now understood, instinctively.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sitiyok - April 27, 2016
I'll slap an ending on the other thread in a SECCC..
A titanic force pushed him to remain the dark she-wolf's shadow. He was locked to her tidal forces; like the moon to the waves that crashed on the distant shore.
The salt in the air collected as dew on his muzzle as he neared the cliffs and his pink tongue lashed over the fur to taste it. He was not a sea-dwelling wolf; indeed, he'd only viewed the ocean from his lofty perch atop Arktayok Peak. The roaring waves as they dashed themselves on the shore─the hiss of the froth as it receeded from the sands only to be swallowed by the raging mouth of the ocean. His ears stood tall atop his dome and his tail cricked upward in confidence. Beneath the tangy brine of the sea, and the windwhipped shale, he could pluck the woman's scent from the cliff face. She'd passed this way.
His massive paws sought purchase where there was little as he descended, dislodging loose debris and sending it skittering down the cliff to the sands below. Sitiyok made no attempt to mask his whereabouts; he was not ashamed of his instinctual needs, having now realized exactly what drew him to her. The coy moodiness of the sulfur-kissed woman was enough to kick his addled brain onto the right flow of thought.
As his paws met the sand, a howl pierced the din of the ocean, and he threw his nose towards the sound. He saw her standing near the wave-break and quickly made his approach.
He was not shy, nor cautious. His plume raised high over his back as he walked, stiff-legged, towards her. Sitiyok drank deep of her scent, and rumbled low in his chest. Like a dragon hoarding a cache of riches. He reached out to her own nose as an invitation to sniff, and greet one another on more equal ground.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sangilak - April 27, 2016
wow post 100 for u !!!!!!
Sangilak's call was soon met by one, and her head turned to note her distant shadow lingering there. Her gaze was no longer hard or disinterested upon him; it was assessing, and it sought and picked from him every strength he harbored. Sangilak, behaving as she never had in her life, played coy; her plume was held half-mast, but she kept her rear out of reach as she turned to face him head on. He drew nearer, and for a tense moment Sangilak did not move at all... until she did, and went to him like driftwood, her drive present but her bearing utterly casual. And so would begin the feral game; she drew alongside him, traveling the length of him, all but presenting herself. She moved out of his reach in a bound and began to jog along the shore-line at a rapid clip.
The woman invited him to chase, to romp in the evening light and to court. Sangilak was no easy prize, and would see what it was the man who had answered her call was made of. She moved the length of the cliffs at a fast enough pace to make ones heart race, but not so quick as to make her an impossible quarry. That was not the point, after all; she wanted to be caught, in so few words. Doted on, though not in the way most women would wish it, and won.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sitiyok - April 28, 2016
When her eyes focused on him, they were no longer looking through him, but picking him apart piece by piece. Sitiyok had never felt so vunerable, nor so alive. His heart beat strong in his chest as he retained his pose, waiting eagerly for her to reciprocate (because what other option was there). Her movement was so quick that, if he'd taken the moment to blink, she'd have passed him in a flash and left him wanting once more. But she didn't. She closed the distance and drew up beside him, opposite, so that his nose was nearly in reach of─
Then she was gone, skipping away in a flash and inviting him to play. It wasn't a game, he knew, and his ears swiveled to follow her as she bounded down the shoreline. He waited for a half-beat more before surging after her with his tail waving high behind his rump like a great Lordly banner, and his mouth open and turned up in an impish smile. He danced over a wave and weaved in lazy curves behind her until he drew near enough to nip at her flank with a sharp huff of air. He would catch her, so he could finally solve the puzzle of the bear-like she-wolf.
sorry I was at work~
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sangilak - April 29, 2016
I FORGIVE YOU
Sangilak moved at her decent pace, jowls parted and tongue lolling as she felt the Spring heat come upon her. With it came the fangs of the stranger, persistent and firm, and Sangilak turned upon him to nip [harmlessly] at his face, letting out a low growl that was not meant to warn or ward him off but goad him. She drew along his side again and moved to (attempt to) to groom the shoulder of this stranger without thought. Two dispersal wolves, now, doing as instinct requested; she had sang to the beat of the call of the wild, and he had answered. There was no thought in any of these actions; her blood ruled her, and as it pumped to the drumming of her heart she could hear nothing but her desire for closeness to this man. She did not think this odd, the woman who preferred for others to keep their distance. She did not think anything.
Sangilak's own plume moved in idle strokes, spreading the thick scent she bore on the flowing wind. Her fangs then pressed hungrily against the curvature of his shoulder, her glacial eyes heated as she moved to drape her muzzle possessively over his back as she drew forward.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sitiyok - April 30, 2016
Like a dancer she moved; for how large she was, her nimble footwork was something to behold. She whirled and nipped at his face as his teeth met with fur. He recoiled to avoid the snap of her jaw, but he knew it was not intended to inflict any permanent harm. Sitiyok skidded to a halt, feet half buried in sand. He kept his head aloft; his eyes tracked her and he was surprised when she didn't skip away again with a mischievous hop. Instead she pushed past him, her shoulder brushing into his chest, kindling the flame and causing it to roar with life. He rumbled when her chin bumped his back, and her mouth found purchase on his fur as she doled out affectionate ministrations.
He lifted his paw and put it down again, thinking twice of trying to turn and put a paw on her. She was larger, and only she could guide this dance as instinct dictated. He was powerless to the whims of the woman, but also drawn to her queer gravity.
Her fangs combed through the ruff of his shoulder and he looked back to lock his own molten eyes with her own arctic blue. Sitiyok pushed a harsh breath through his nose as her chin slid upward to rest on his spine. It was a dominant move, but also strangely possessive. He wasn't sure how he felt about it other than there was a loud drumming in his ears that he slowly realized was his heart; if it had been any other wolf─
The swarthy rogue waved his tail high and curved his body around to press his nose into her flank, inhaling her scent. He pushed again, insistent.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sangilak - May 02, 2016
Sangilak rumbled at his nudge, but did not push him away. Instead she turned to draw against his side again, nipping him to spurr him into a trot so that they could move together as the small unit that they would be, that they would become this day; it seemed inevitable, and Sangilak could resist him no longer. If he moved with her, they would move together ear-to-ear. She would accept him as her equal, now and always. Her eyes had found a secluded portion, the cliffs providing an intimate and small area. With a quick burst of speed Sangilak moved beneath an overhang; with it being near the end of the territory, it seemed cave-ish, and yet there was an escape from the opposite end to move deeper into the beyond if it was wished. Still, it was here Sangilak loitered, sniffing the earth loudly for signs of predators or danger.
When none was found, she looked over her shoulder to the male who had followed her here, a low and encouraging whine coming from between her teeth.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sitiyok - May 03, 2016
Sitiyok rumbled, again─the note so low and throaty that it rattled loudly deep in his chest. She slithered against his side, nipping at his legs to get him moving once more and he bade her wishes with long, ground-eating, strides. He pressed his body into her own, willing them to simply meld together so that he might partake of the cold fire that he desired. They covered the ground together, as a pair, and he pressed his cheek to her own, unwilling to grant her space. They were together; it was in body, mind, and soul. The swarthy rogue had not come to the Teekon Wilds to find his future, but protect his past. Perhaps, now, he was doing both.
She led them to a large, secluded sanctuary, nestled deep beneath an overhang that overlooked the roaring sea. The waves crashed against the shale, but only the spray which was carried on the breeze reached their fur. It clung to his guardhairs, masking their scent from would be tresspassers. Sangilak moved away, clearing the perimeter for any sign of danger, while he stood guard over their flank. Not a soul in sight.
Her whine directed his attention to her again, and he moved swiftly to meet her. His footsteps covered the uneven ground with the grace of a practiced mountaineer. He pressed his chest to her side and draped his neck over her back, lashing his tongue over her flank. He was not predesposed to romance; his affections were rough, and unshackled. Sitiyok moved past the she-wolf and turned, pressing his wet nose to the base of her tail. He raised his own banner high, where it waved proudly above his back. He growled possessively, passionately, and rose up to grasp her firmly betwixt his forelimbs as he pulled her in close, seeking the fire, but mindless to anything but the great and powerful need.
RE: I have sharp teeth inside my mouth, - Sangilak - May 03, 2016
As he approached her, and nosed her, Sangilak at last relented. For they were away from prying eyes, and protected by rock and sea, the latter of which ebbed and flowed in its low tide. Her hips were between his arms, and her tail shifted to grant them both reprieve from the infernal burning, and the duo consummated their union for the first—though most certainly not the last—time.