Blackberry Fields like a worm on a hook (m)

for @Rayjiek only, mature themes likely.

Like a baby, stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I've torn everyone who reached out for me.
— Bird on a Wire, Joe Bonamassa

Inger was having difficultly falling and staying asleep. She tossed and turned for an hour before finally giving in and pushing herself back up onto her paws. She shook out her coat and looked around at her surroundings with a pout. The cave was dark, but Rayjiek's slumbering form was still clear against the shadows. Spotting him struck an impulse, which she acted upon with an impish smile.

She trotted over and regarded him as he slept, his mangled face and unkempt fur. The best friend she'd ever had, really. No one else had ever welcomed her presence for so long, much less had been willing to put themselves at risk for her. Her tail wagged in great sweeps behind her, and she pawed at his shoulder, shaking him to try and rouse him.

(This post was last modified: Mar 20, 2022, 06:38 AM by Scully.)

Sleep..sleep..dream..bird flying..soaring through mist..flapping wings..one eye. Sign of the Gods. Odin. Odin watching. Sees chaos. Happy for chaos..nudge nudge..what? Is someone waking? Huh? Sleepy. Oh. Inger. So early. What want girl?

" Hva? Hva er Inger? hva vil du? er tidlig. søvnig."
(What? What is Inger? what do want? is early. sleepy.)

Roll over. See Inger, still dark. No light. Why wake up? Sleeping good. Tired. Want to go back to sleep..What Inger want anyway? Another fat cow? Something like that.

He was certainly not as keen as her to be awake, but at least she hadn't woken him in a sour mood. Yet - she might annoy him still, but Inger would never stop hoping that things were finally going her way. When he spoke she jumped back and tapped her paws against the ground rhythmically, like a child awaiting permission to go out and play in the summer sun.

What do want?

She didn't rightly know, following her body's impulses rather than planning through thought. They told her to bow and she did, rump high in the air while her tail wagged exuberantly.

"Lek med meg," she encouraged.
(Play with me.)

(This post was last modified: Mar 24, 2022, 04:09 AM by Inger.)

Girl..is acting strange. Wait, seen before..where have seen. Hmm...Girl put butt in air? Sniff..Sniff..wait..know this smell. Oh. OH. MAKE SENSE NOW. Inger want to play, no think means play. Hmmm. What do? Hmm..Good opportunity for chaos? Control? Get what Odin Eye want? Jump up, pounce on Inger, rolling her over and standing over her.

"Vil Inger leke? Odin Eye kan spille, men Inger må bli med Odin Eye til livets slutt."
(Will Inger play? Odin Eye can play, but Inger must join Odin Eye for the rest of her life)

Grin, Inger no know of plan. Happily oblige with Inger for now, make Inger happy, then chaos. Lots of chaos. Tail, wagging? Yes, yes, plan coming together. Inger fun, Odin eye content, get what both want.

"Er Inger enig? Odin Øye bare, til slutten? Ingen annen?"
(Inger agree? Odin Eye only, till end? No other?)

He got up and moved like a lion after prey, and Inger's eyes shot open wide in fear before flinching shut, her whole being curling down and inward. Being attacked so suddenly was not unfamiliar, but she had genuinely gotten to the point of not expecting it from Rayjiek. She moved as easily as a toy under his guidance, paws tucked to her chest and tail curled against her belly.

There was no biting, however, no growling or yelling or anything else that would indicate rage or violence. Ing peeked up at him from one cracked eye, and he began to speak. His words confused her, and it showed in the knitting of her brow and the small frown on her lips.

Join him for the rest of her life? Just to romp? One of her paws pushed out against his chest, unsure. What did no other mean? She couldn't be friends with anyone else? Having always been so thoroughly unwanted, it was difficult for her to make the connection to his true meaning. It would never occur organically to Inger that the other wolf was attracted to her. She started to press her hind paws up as well, before giving him a light shove to the stomach.

"Du snakker rart. Ber du om å få bli med meg hjem? Selvfølgelig kan du. Du trenger ikke bestikke meg for det."
(You speak weird. Are you asking to come home with me? Of course you can. You don't need to bribe me for that.)

Because Reyjiek's thought process has been established, I am going to use normal text too. Mostly to just help work out what's going on, and because continuing to write with his though process is proving to be a pain lol I am going to underline his thought process now so its easy to distiguish.

Reyjiek circled around Inger, smiling a toothy smile. Yes, Inger starting to get. Hehe. He lowered his head and pounced once again, this time grabbing her by the scruff.

" Odin Eye reddet Inger ja? Inger lojal mot Odin øye. Bare Odin øye for Inger, ingen andre nødvendig."
(Odin Eye saved Inger yes? Inger loyal to Odin eye. Only Odin eye for Inger, no other needed.)

He kept his grip on her scruff, bitting, but not too hard. He wanted to show her that he was dominate, but didn't want to hurt his play thing. She needed to stay uninjured for him...for now. Inger, Inger, Inger. Silly girl. Need to be Odin Eye's. No one else. Loyalty matters. Stay, no one else. For Odin Eye only.

Reyjiek was excited by his plans. He knew that soon the chaos he had been wanting would be achieved. He knew, that those who had made him suffer would see the suffering he had caused through the eyes of the Gods.

(This post was last modified: Mar 25, 2022, 02:54 PM by Rayjiek.)

He'd gotten the message and released her. Inger flopped over onto her stomach and regarded Rayjiek with a slight irritation, ears flicking before planing backward. She no longer held submissive posture, confident that if he'd planned to hurt her he would have already. The burning along her spine made her patience for his chopped and unclear speech thin. She'd gone to stand when he moved on her again.

His grip was placed in a way that made every muscle tingle, and instinct surged within. It was then that she realized what it was she really wanted from him, and put his words in a new light.

Inger, he repeated her name before insisting once more that he be her only partner in this. That she be his. Her beryl eyes attempted to find his own maimed gaze.

"Ber du... meg om å være din ektefelle?"
(Are you asking... me to be your mate?)

The words were quiet, breathy - she could barely believe someone was asking her this.

(This post was last modified: Mar 27, 2022, 03:17 AM by Inger.)

Yes yes. Inger understands. Finally. Reyjiek kept his grip on her scruff as he spoke, with a mouthful of Inger.

"Inger forstår nå. Ja."
(Inger understands now. Yes.)

Reyjiek attempted to smile with his mouth full, but it failed and he just looked like a a god damned weirdo. He then decided to release her. For what reason, no one knows. He circled around her some more with his head cocked, grin on his face, as if waiting for a reply. He regarded Inger with a lustful look in his face. This kind of chaos was only the beginning of his chaotic ideal. He wanted to assert himself. He wanted to show that he could be chaos incarnate. He wanted to show that he was not weak, he was strong. The kind of animal that the naked apes took him for.

He answered yes, and while it took a moment for the shock to truly dissipate, when it did so she practically melted. This was something she'd never dared to dream she would have in life; someone dedicated just to her, the possibility to raise children of her own, little beings that were sure to truly love her... Inger did not hesitate to agree.

"Ja," she answered as he came to rest in front of her. She closed the distance between them, and place a soft kiss upon his cheek before nuzzling her crown against the dense fur at his throat.
(Yes).

Then she gave his ear a playful tug and danced swiftly out of reach, deeper into the cave they sheltered within. Darkness crowded her pale frame, almost obscuring everything but glimmering green eyes. There she waited, his for the taking.

/ Inger's fade

With Inger's words and motions, she definitely agreed to what Reyjiek had laid out. He couldn't contain a big smile. Everything was coming together perfectly. He couldn't wait for everything to unfold. He had Inger right where he wanted her, and she was more than happy to go along with his ruse. As she playfully bit his ear, then traveled deeper into the cave, he followed her. Knowing what was next. Opportunity number one for chaos. The seed that would start his plans, as more chaos would grow from it. He just couldn't wait.

Eagerly he followed her glowing eyes smiling, panting, wagging his tail in anticipation.