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[m]song of growth - Tullik - January 16, 2024

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Set for the 18th!

@Chakliux was home. Chakliux was wounded.

Tullik was glad, Tullik was angry, Tullik was…she was! Fire percolated in her belly, spreading outward from there until she felt like she was made for it. Like she was it. The cold did not touch her in ways it had before, and the roar of ocean water brought feelings of home to her chest.

Something instinctual drove her from the lodge that morning, leaving a trail of spiced scent in her wake. And, though she did not go far, she moved to a place along the water, but still high above it.

The cliffs were unwelcoming, but Tullik knew unwelcoming environments best. She moved slow, but steady, picking her way across the cliffs in search of an early morning meal, though she was not hungry.


RE: [m]song of growth - Marina - January 16, 2024

It was not the burning wash of her own heat which woke Marina, but the scent of Tullik. Her season; her fire. Chakliux lingered in her thoughts even as she trailed the woman. The truth of her own season came to her as she departed the lodge, and there was fear in it — but only a little. She was safe here, with them, and even found it in herself to wonder with a touch of amusement what Chakliux would think to find both of his wives in need of his attention.

Marina shot glances behind her, watching for their husband. She drew up alongside Tullik with a soft chuff, a brush of their shoulders. It was an odd feeling, an odd mix of agitated instinct and desire. She glanced behind them once more. Chakliux would not be far behind.


RE: [m]song of growth - Chakliux - January 16, 2024

the seal hunter had followed; he had hunted in the sedges for his sons. 
his sons. how quickly matteo had fallen in that number. a smile touched his lips.
it was good to be back beside the sea, with the burn of salt upon the wind.
it was the mingling of florality with this brinewater that had taken him directly from hunting and in search of his snow-wife —
not only her but —
marina.
chakliux paused in his tracks, overwhelmed in the most decadent of ways by the mingled wash of their scents, and then began to lunge powerfully up until he sought the ridgeline and found them side by side.
for a moment he only stared at them, at how the wind caught tullik's hackles, how it played along marina's ears.
there was a hoarse sound in his throat as he cleared it with a soft half-chuckle; chakliux approached his wives eagerly, pressing his muzzle between their own and seeking each pair of eyes to know that he was wanted, that this was desired by them both.



RE: [m]song of growth - Tullik - January 16, 2024

Marina joined her, the sweetness of her scent making Tullik’s nostrils twitch. There was no rise of instinct demanding a brawl, nor anything in her seething to be the only one. Instead, it was a little huh, imagine that, before everything was overridden by a wash of  emotion she didn’t have the capacity to parse, nor the want. 

She chuffed, and Tullik released a series of small, quiet yips, a welcome.

Then, from behind them, a chuckle. The mountain woman twisted with a smile ready on her lips. There he was, coming for them with speed. Some part of her told her don’t let him catch you! in a playful manner. Her tail whipped behind her, and she spun to Marina, offering a playful nip to her shoulder, before she was dancing away on light paws, intent on this being a chase. Though, if they did not run, she would circle back around.


RE: [m]song of growth - Marina - January 18, 2024

Ah, there he was — and for a moment the world went still, quiet save the sound of their breaths. Her fear fell away. Marina laughed softly to feel Tullik nipping at her shoulder, to hear Chakliux's quiet chuckle. She hadn't been certain she was ready. But this felt right.

When Tullik danced away Marina followed, only hesitating long enough to allow the brush of Chakliux's muzzle against her own. They moved in tandem, two pale ribbons fluttering in the breeze. A warm glance over her shoulder told Chakliux that he was welcome; wanted. He only had to follow.


RE: [m]song of growth - Chakliux - January 18, 2024

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they turned away! they ran! chakliux was only startled for a moment before he tore after them with an exhilarated whoop!
tullik's flank received the first nudge of his muzzle; he nipped gently at marina's haunches and put on speed to follow them along the treacherous stone, steps confident in his great need for them both.
his eyes laughed! his tongue lolled! his heart raced!




RE: [m]song of growth - Tullik - January 18, 2024

Tullik’s bawdy laughter rang across the sea stone, blood full of fire. She shared a look with Marina, tongue half out of her mouth in sheer joy. She twisted with the ease of someone used to hole pocked rocks, even without the thick skin of her pawpads. The salt wore away the calluses, grew them in different places.

Her tail wagged, and she made to dart in front of Marina, a pale streak of sandy tones. Then, slamming on the breaks, letting them both stream by her, laughing merrily all the way.


RE: [m]song of growth - Marina - January 28, 2024

Chakliux followed, but for the moment, Marina's eyes were for Tullik. The mountain-spirit woman was truly an enchanting creature, her loveliness enhanced by the warmth of her season. Her intent focus on Tullik was what granted her a hint of what the woman had in mind in the seconds before she stopped.

Even so, Marina flitted a few feet past her as she halted, turning in the same motion so that she still faced Tullik. Marina's laughter joined hers. She stepped closer, touching her nose lightly to Tullik's ruff. Then her muzzle lifted again as her eyes sought Chakliux. She was quiet, wondering; this was not at all like the first experience she'd had with her season.


RE: [m]song of growth - Chakliux - January 28, 2024

the women faced one another, and chakliux did not move to compare them. he looked quietly at the mountain-walker lines of tullik, the hue of her eyes wildflowers beside the brine. and marina, curvatures of snow and a sea-gem gaze which welcomed him, them, both.
softly he breathed out so that their breath mingled triadically; he let his intent stare move between marina and tullik with teasing lust, though chakliux minded very little if he must — wait.



RE: [m]song of growth - Tullik - January 31, 2024

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Tullik twisted, moving to prod Marina’s shoulder with her nose. She regarded her husband over the turn of a cheekbone, eyes flitting over his curves and musculature with wry whimsy.

She wondered, not for the first time, who her children would look like. Marina? Chakliux? Herself? Why, they could look like any of them! And wasn’t that thrilling, she asked herself, slyly moving to her feet with a brush of her tail past Marina’s face.

Opening the way for the two, she settled a scant few feet away, imperious, like a queen watching over two servants. Though Tullik would never act in such a way. The request was unspoken, a demand she would never say.

She wanted to watch.


RE: [m]song of growth - Chakliux - February 07, 2024

under tullik's resplendent eyes, chakliux took marina into his arms. for a moment she was all his eyes saw, the gemstones of her face filling him with a thrumming love and adoration.
she trusted him, chakliux saw, and he would strive to always be worthy of this.
his kiss became a caress; flames stoked and leaping before he joined them in pleasure.
he could no longer have separated day from night at this point, and at length tullik joined them, and she too was wound between the seal hunter and marina, until their bodies blended and their breaths entwined.
again and over, until chakliux found himself deliciously exhausted, even as his flesh wakened yet again.
oil father, bless us.