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Phases - Inna - Mar 02, 2017 [dohtml]
RE: Phases - Lorcan - Mar 02, 2017 RE: The Lore experiences a bout of unseasonably warm weather
Lorcan, having finally noticed that tensions were high atop the monadnock, had decided to keep out of trouble and give the females some space by taking up residence in the abandoned coyote den where Anaia had previously stayed. He figured at least there he could keep any eye on his pack mates and also keep a look out for lone males wishing to take advantage of the women in heat. The den was a lot smaller than the main communal den he was used to sleeping in, and the walls still smelt of arnica, but at least there he wasn’t constantly surrounded by the intoxicating scent the females gave off. The Whitestone subordinate had originally stepped out of the den only take a drink at the small lake which sat at the bottom of the old abandoned goat track, but after a few moments spent out in the fresh air, he thought it wouldn’t hurt to take a wander around the lowlands and stretch his legs. Pale paws carried him swiftly through the snow which continued to coat the lowlands, regardless of the unusually warm weather which had swept across the northern expanse. Up ahead he caught a glimpse of a dark shape in the snow and, overwhelmed by curiosity, the male was quick to approach it. It was as he grew closer that his nose caught a whiff of that familiar female scent that he had sniffed on Morganna. The scent was intoxicating and worked well to draw him in, but as he traipsed forwards, his salmon pink tongue swept across his jaw anxiously as he wandered if it was wise for him to approach yet another woman in heat. Russet ears pressed back against his head and his tail hung submissively behind him to assure the woman that was sprawled out on the snow that he was no threat. He stopped suddenly though, recognition dawning on him. “Inna? Is that you?” He murmured, giving a few gentle wags of his tail. “Are…are you okay?” He questioned, stepping forwards a pace or two before pausing again. If she was going to chase him off, he would at least make sure to put some distance between them first. Re: - Spirit of Wildwood - Mar 02, 2017 There is a rabbit's nest nearby. +1 Health RE: Phases - Inna - Mar 02, 2017 [dohtml]
RE: Phases - Lorcan - Mar 02, 2017 Still lingering a few long strides away, Lorcan watched as he dark lashes fluttered open to expose a set of deep orange eyes. She appeared different from before, physically more mature, as her form had filled out since the last time they had met. Russet ears perked up at her whined response and the Whitestone healer couldn’t help but let his white brows knit together into a concerned frown. He didn’t dare approach any closer though, not yet, not until she had given him some clue that she permitted his presence. At her following statement, the male’s chin tipped down awkwardly and his golden eyes flickered away from her form to trail along the frosted surface of the snow beneath his paws, aware that she had now risen to her feet and had moved forwards to approach him. The feeling of her muzzle brushing softly against his cause his skin to tingle and, without him even noticing, the dark fur along his back moved to stand on end in surprise. Ears perked forwards, golden eyes flashed up to meet her orange gaze and dark lips parting to speak but never actually managed to utter a word in response. Was this a good idea, her being so close to him whilst that intoxicating scent clung to her fur? Lorcan swallowed nervously, before responding with an affectionate growl and a smooth sway of his tail in greeting. He couldn't be rude. He recoiled a little at her request, moving back to place a step or two between them. Having witnessed a few females in heat by now, Lorcan was truly sympathetic to their predicament, but he doubted that their raging hormones could be silenced through the mere act of chewing on a few herbs. “Yes, I am a fully qualified healer now.” He confirmed, nodding his head in confirmation. “But, I don’t think that there are any plants that can help you.” — and I don't have any to offer. His ears pressed back against his head, half-expecting her to lash out at the bad news. Quick, better think of something before she snaps! “M-maybe…maybe you just need a distraction?” RE: Phases - Inna - Mar 02, 2017 [dohtml]
RE: Phases - Lorcan - Mar 02, 2017 The frown that etched between her slender brows as he slowly backed away was enough to make him feel guilty. Did she not understand that the distance he had purposefully placed between them was made with good intentions? Obviously not. His ears folded back briefly as he eyed her cautiously. Everything inside him was urging him to approach her, but he couldn’t trust his instincts right now, not whilst she smelt so inviting. He welcomed the brief change in conversation and smiled at her praise, blushing slightly. “I heard from Lachesis a few months back that you were training to be a scout.” He stated, remembering back to the first time he and the dark female had met out on these very same lowlands. “Has that been going well?” He asked with a curious tilt of his head. He was genuinely interested; the last time they had spoken she seemed nervous and unsure about requesting for the role. The agouti male felt slightly awkward when she expressed her disappointment, but when he continued on, she seemed more hopeful and Lorcan watched silently as she approached him. The tone in her voice excited him a little and he felt his heart quicken as she stepped ever closer. “Something you can take your frustration out on—or, or something to tire you out, maybe?” He suggested with a cock of his head and a playful wag of his tail. It had worked for him somewhat over the last few days. Hours spent running and scouting around the lowlands put him in less of a mood for physical activities by the end of the day. RE: Phases - Inna - Mar 02, 2017 [dohtml]
RE: Phases - Lorcan - Mar 03, 2017 It became apparent that, much like Saradathia, Inna did not understand the reason why he acted so cautiously around her. He was trying to give her space, to keep a safe distance between them so that he would not become completely consumed in the appeal of her scent like he had done with Morganna. He couldn’t allow himself to forget his manners and follow his nose straight its source, not again, he had more respect for Inna than that. At her question, Lorcan immediately felt his cheeks burn. He looked across to her with an awkward expression, his golden gaze flickering incessantly between her face and the scenery behind her as he fumbled for an appropriate answer. A few long seconds ticked by without a word as Lorcan stood there, jaw slightly agape, before he finally decided that honesty was always best option. If Inna wasn’t aware of the predicament, well then, Lorcan would have to explain it to her. This was going to be awkward. “The scent you’re giving off, it’s—it’s very appealing.” He admitted bluntly, salmon pink tongue sweeping nervously across his lips as she dared a few step closer towards him. “It means you’ve come of age, Inna.” He added, hoping she would be able to fit the pieces of the puzzle together by herself. The change in conversation was welcomed as it gave Lorcan a chance to distract his mind from the aroma which filled the air around her. “Yes, I did.” He confirmed with a gentle nod and a smile. He tilted his head in subtle concern at her response, wondering why her scout training wasn’t going as well as expected. “I’m proud of you for asking, and I’m sure you will get better with time, it took me months to gain enough experience for the healer role.” He admitted, hoping that his words would help to lift her spirits. The Whitestone healer watched her closely as Inna moved a few steps closer to listen to his suggestions. Nervous laughter filled the air as she pressed him for yet more suggestions and moved to nudge at his chin. The agouti male’s body became slightly ridged in response and his tail rose up to sway dominantly behind him as he tilted his chin down at her, trying to remain composed and in control of the situation. Inna had other plans though and moved in swiftly at to tug playfully at his ear. Lorcan was taken by surprise and his golden eyes widened briefly as he watched her smaller obsidian figure bounce playfully away to the side. A grin spread across his lips then as his golden eyes lit up with childish excitement, noticing her invitation to play. “I can think of one.” He growled teasingly, as he shifted his lean form down into a play-bow, his concerns about her condition momentarily forgotten. His black-tipped tail rose up behind him and waved with excitement for a moment before he feigned towards her, jaws parting wide to snap at the air near her left cheek. RE: Phases - Inna - Mar 03, 2017 [dohtml]
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