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latin hy[m]n - Avicus - March 19, 2022
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she wakes at midnight with a stirring in her blood.
feverish, but not fevered. yearning; desperate—like someone holding a piece of prey at tail's length, and yet holding her back from reaching its flesh.
Avicus rises and paces the rendezvous before setting off at a gallop across the still-frigid hills of the rise, the slight drizzle darkening her fur to a deep blood-red.
she stretches low, eyes rolling upward.
crazed
she rolls upon the earth, in a fragrant patch of winter-hardy perennials,
in abandon
who will court this devil?
fortune favors the brave.
RE: latin hymn - Prophet - March 19, 2022
wanted to slam into here oops lemme know if it isn't open!
Hungry.
In a way he had sought to feverishly ignore, but he finds her. Aflame like her fire coat. His heart thuds heavy and heady.
They had prepared for this.
They had all waited, like she was the show in a coliseum, some great warrior who would not go down. The blood in his ears rushed like a roar of a crowd.
He rumbled lowly, a wave of his tail and flip of his ears, wondering if she would see it fit to chase him off.
RE: latin hymn - Mountain Boulder - March 20, 2022
augur, drawn by red woman, stood stiff-legged and entranced as blood eyes danced closer.
the boy had lost his place in his natal pack for such daring.
but he was ensnared now, and loped forward, chuffing with a lash of his tail against the ensorceled air.
the boy had lost his place in his natal pack for such daring.
but he was ensnared now, and loped forward, chuffing with a lash of his tail against the ensorceled air.
RE: latin hymn - Avicus - March 20, 2022
it is open to all :D
Prophet comes first.
she welcomes her Berserkr with a nod in his direction, and has shifted her tail to the side when she notices the white form of Augur hurtling her way. she lifts her chin and snaps at him, eyes hot and hard, burning into his skull.
Prophet comes first.
it is his right by rank.
should Augur get closer, she will not hesitate to use her teeth upon him.
RE: latin hymn - Prophet - March 20, 2022
He is welcomed.
Almost, so close, then another draws near and it is without a second thought that he follows Avi's own form. A harsh warning snap towards Augur.
As much as he adored the man, he also trusted him to know his place.
Now more than ever.
His guard was high, but still he sought to be near Avicus. To appease her first. The low rumble in his throat indicated as much.
RE: latin hymn - Mountain Boulder - March 20, 2022
augur drew up stiffly at the two snaps aimed his way, teeth clashing on open air.
his hackles wavered, a snort came from his nostrils.
but augur heeded and fell back to the periphery, unable to move further away as a long and frustrated sound strangled in his throat.
his hackles wavered, a snort came from his nostrils.
but augur heeded and fell back to the periphery, unable to move further away as a long and frustrated sound strangled in his throat.
RE: latin hymn - Tulimaq - March 20, 2022
The sound of teeth snapping amid the falling rain, and then the scent of Avicus, draw Tulimaq across the rise.
He witnesses both men alongside the wealda and pays them each a glance, but it is her ruddy figure that he focuses on. Tulimaq is a quilled giant as he steps in to view.
Instinct tells him to drive these rivals away - yet he lurks instead, watching Augur back off, then moving close, to stare down Prophet.
RE: latin hymn - Avicus - March 20, 2022
Augur's advance thus quelled, she submits fully to Prophet, continuing to beckon him. she sees Tulimaq approach, and holds him at bay with a level stare—but does not chase him away, yet.
his time will come.
for the first time, she knows what she is to do here.
thousands and thousands of years of instinct and biology have kicked in, and she stands, fragrant and fervent,
her gaze moves to her Berserkr, and she nods once more in command.
the Rise will have children.
RE: latin hymn - Prophet - March 20, 2022
He is first.
It is honor, it is bliss, it is his own sort of fever.
The fact of the matter was, he did not care who she laid with before or after him. But he had been first to arrive. He had been first to be granted her time in this state and he would take it.
Nobody would take that from him.
Not even the deep stare of Tulimaq, who Avicus stared back at.
He would be first to bless her with children as he took her. Whoever else possibly fathered them too did not matter. Only that the Rise would be given more bodies soon after now — and that they came from those who she deemed worthy.
First, what a bullheaded honor to take from laying with their leader of all.
RE: latin hymn - Mountain Boulder - March 20, 2022
tall man was here.
augur tensed for an attack that did not come.
tall man watched blood eyes and red woman tangle together upon the rise. her scent bled through his senses. augur was unraveled and too could not pull his gaze away.
but he did not approach, only restlessly paced the perimeter, half in lust, half in awe.
augur tensed for an attack that did not come.
tall man watched blood eyes and red woman tangle together upon the rise. her scent bled through his senses. augur was unraveled and too could not pull his gaze away.
but he did not approach, only restlessly paced the perimeter, half in lust, half in awe.
RE: latin hy[m]n - Tulimaq - March 27, 2022
He found enjoyment in the way her body curved, whether it was for himself or for another. The tremble of her haunches as she braced for those larger and more powerful, taking what they wanted; what she offered was more than a tryst, and the girlish experimentation gave way to a woman's appetite. Tulimaq watched her more aptly than the men, and whenever the first was finished with her, he would slant a glare towards the pale wolf left waiting and take his rightful place as next in line.
They had been together before, Tulimaq and Avicus. She had sought him out first with curiosity - and now he advanced upon her with a possessive kind of lust, flashing his teeth as a sign of premature triumph as well as warning, as he wedged himself between Avicus and Prophet, to drive the other man away.
Let them watch, now - it was his turn.
RE: latin hy[m]n - Avicus - March 27, 2022
the coupling was quick. now she seeks another, and before she can summon Tulimaq, he's surged forward to claim his right. she gives Prophet a gentle nip upon the nape in acknowledgement before surrendering herself to the whims of her Ulfhedinn.
and Augur, in the periphery. . .
his time will, perhaps, come.
for now, she plans to juggle her huntmaster and war chief, back and forth, until they all are spent and somnolent in the light of early dawn.
until promise comes to fruition within her.
oh, what a spring it will be.
hope you are okay with the light PP/assumptions. . .feel free to post more but this will be my last with her!