Secret Falls these winds they push me

RE: There is a full moon. @Camio

 

No matter how hard she tried, sleep continued to elude her. Nova twisted and turned beneath the shelter of the fallen log they had bedded down under, on the bank of a creek. She wondered if the bright blue glow cast over the forest by the shining face of the moon was what was keeping her up. Her skin felt much too hot, burning beneath a winter-coat that seemed excessive now that they were no longer in the mountains. That had to be it... Yes, she was just overheated, too close to Camio's warm, heady scented flank.

Nova reached towards her love and nipped the base of his coppery skull, her tongue flicking out to smooth over the russet fur along the side of his face. She quietly whined at him, not even entirely sure herself what she was trying to communicate, other than that she was moving. Knowing she'd never get any sleep at this rate, she slipped out of the make-shift den. It was a brief jaunt upstream to a pool, fed by a short waterfall. She wasn't sure why, but she really hoped Camio would follow after.

Nova picked her way over the slick jagged stones that lined the pool, her toes dipping into the icy water. She waded in further, submerged up to her ankles to sap away the excess warmth that seemed to be plaguing her. It seemed to help little, but at least it was a distraction from the static she felt tingling up and down her spine. Nova gazed up at the moon's face, it's light catching the fall's mist like a thousand crystals. Perfect. But something was missing. Nova looked back over her shoulder, her sable black tail swaying.

The changes had been noticeable. Camio found himself growing more and more protective of his young love with each day. This would be his first spring truly with someone and this would be Nova's first spring being introduced into "adult-hood". Due to these facts Camio stuck close to Nova while also respecting her wishes at the same time. It was an odd combination of waiting her but also drifting away sometimes.

Tonight was no different for the two. Sleeping together, curled up, enjoying the night's slumber. That was until Nova nipped at the base of his coppery skull. For a second he just offered a low growl and nudge to Nova. A clear sign he wasn't ready to awake yet. Deciding to stay put and let Nova do what she pleased at this ungodly hour he simple accepted the lick to the side of his face. Alas curiosity gripped his sleep ridden body, one eye opening to watch Nova leave. Where was she going? To cool down in the water? To find food? Staying in the den for a moment he let his body slowly grow use to the light of the full moon.

His russet form would rise letting a protective growl rumble out. It was time to go get her. Play a simple game of fetch his beloved then return to sleeping in the makeshift den. "Nova." His voice a low snarl outside of the den. His tail would lash behind behind him before rising up just to sit above his back. Now he was ready to go hunt her down. This would be simple as her scent was like a card in a box he could pick up easily. So off he set to go find her.

It wouldn't take long for Camio to come across her dazzling form. The moonlight reflecting off of the water and falls making everything look like shining stars and crystal gems. Most of all, he noticed Nova's beautiful presence. Standing so fragile and precious in the water. Making way down to her he woofed out lowly before wadding in after her. Catching her eyes shine while she looked behind her shoulder. Had she been looking for him? Camio's lips pulled up in a wicked smile. "My love..." His form moving to stand next to her's. Brushing against her side before standing next to her. Their scents intertwining. Nova's scent was nearly enough to knock Camio out of reality into a dream land of simplistic fantasies. Of course he forced himself to remain the gentlemen, for now, that Nova had been tied to.

and all the love lost was the love that i kept
in coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead

Somehow, she knew he'd wouldn't stay behind for long. Her topaz eyes lit up as his earth-tone form materialized from the shadows, giving an innocent smile in response to his dashing toothy grin. It was torture waiting for him to approach, though she stayed rooted to her spot, wanting to see if he would. She whimpered as he moved up alongside her, her tail swishing a faster pace as her heart thrummed quickly in her chest. Fur against fur, the contact was nearly overwhelming. The electricity that had been coursing through her settled white-hot in her gut. She ducked her head downward with her batty ears folded against her neck, to brush the crown of her head against the underside of his throat. "Darling," She breathed, inhaling his familiar musk.

"Sorry for waking you up, I couldn't sleep." She mentioned softly, explaining herself. Deep down, she wasn't too sorry. She was glad he came after her. It was hard for her to say why, though. She felt so peculiar, but she didn't have any words for it. All she knew was that it felt right to have the eyesome male with her. "I feel like I'm going crazy," She admitted, pulling her head away from the shelter of his strong jawline, but still lowered. Tilting her head slightly, she gazed up at his striking eyes, seeing something primal stirring in those mahogany depths. That was something she loved about him, his oftentimes gentle exterior harboring something more wild.

Her touch sent his hackles to raise and another protective rumble to be sent into the cold air. Every little thing set off his more feral beast than usual. Maybe it was just all the hormones flying wild around the two lovers. Especially with Nova being so fresh and new. Lashing his tail behind him and offered a gentle nip to the tip of her ear. Licking right in between Nova's two dark ears Camio felt a tinge of upset when she pulled away. Of course he understood it fully.

"It's fine, I don't think I would have been able to sleep much longer anyways." A toothy grin and a small chuckle was offered from the Zamora. He seemed more at ease and becoming truly himself at this time. His gentleman manners sitting on the shoreline and his more primal instincts came creeping up. It would be easy to see desire and lust in his eyes although he wouldn't say anything about it. Camio would like to simply think that Nova would be able to pick up on it and give the "go" if and when she was ready. The two lovers had already talked about this. They were supposed to go through with it. It was now or never.

Camio couldn't help but give a toothy grin at her comment of going crazy. It was still sort of funny how one not that much younger than himself seemed so childish and naive. Yet that seemed to be what Nova was. A woman stuck with a child's mind. Although Camio didn't really mind that. "I feel exactly the same way, Nova." With a teasing glint in his moonlit eyes he moved forward. Allowing himself to trail alongside her while doing so. Moving across the more shallow parts Camio head towards a spot where they could stand behind the falls. The falls would shine and be like a curtain of crystals while the two lovers wasted time with each other.

and all the love lost was the love that i kept
in coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead

Nova was a little bit relieved to hear that Camio was feeling the same way. So it wasn't just her. In the back of her mind she remembered something. A conversation about spring-time that might as well have been eons ago. It hadn't made much sense at the time, and now it was simply facts to be disregarded by the instincts that had clawed forward to the front of her mind. Nova knew what she wanted, and she was going to get it.

As Camio started off Nova moved in step with him through the shallows. Like his shadow, the dark-coated female stayed close at his side. She found her broad jaws parted, pink tongue lapping as she panted, tasting the air. She wondered where he was taking her, surprised when he slipped behind the curtain of the falls into a small alcove behind it. Obviously she hadn't been paying too much attention to the environment, instead totally captivated by her mate.

Moonlight filtered through a screen of shimmering water, lighting them in an ethereal glow. It was like their own little corner of the world, and at that moment Nova cared about no one or nothing else. Her core felt like a pit of fire threatening to consume her and leave behind nothing but ashes. Half whining, half growling, she reached towards Camio's tawny face. Tongue flicking, she lapped at the corner of his mouth, her dark lips lifting to bare fangs that would graze along the top of his muzzle.

There are several fresh rabbit tracks in the mud. Hunt Opportunity

Pleasure washed over him as Nova followed like his living shadow. She was the shadow he craved to see every moment of every day. Nova truly was Camio's other half. Without the lovely lady the Zamora male would merely be some ravenous beast. That or he would be dead...either one seemed realistic.

Her simple touch was greeted with a rough loud snarl. Throwing his leg up on Nova's back he planned to throw some force on her. Let her truly know who was the stronger one in this relationship. Perhaps it was the spring hormones making him feel like he needed to push his weight around but he also felt like he needed this just so Nova could be assured that Camio was in fact a strong dominating male. That if the time came for him to protect his mate (and possible future children) that he would gladly and proudly do so.

"Nova.." Leaning to throw the weight on his leg that was draped upon her back he also nipped her ear before licking it softly. Quickly his leg would be removed and he would trot forward deeper into their own little wonderland. "Are you coming?" His tail flicked in a leading manner while he came to a spot where the falls still curtained but there was a shallow pool behind them. Dipping into the icy water his muzzle tipped down to have a quick drink. Camio was prepared for more then just a sip of water. He was eager to perhaps start a little game with his lover. A water fights of sorts.

and all the love lost was the love that i kept
in coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead

Nova couldn't say she was surprised by Camio's surly reaction. She gladly accepted the weight of his forelimb, submitting to his possessive tendencies with a lowering of her head and folded ears, a soft whine heaved from her parted maw. Try as she might, he wasn't a man that could simply be tamed. Nova shivered under the pressure of him leaning into her, his teeth and tongue grazing the delicate skin of her ear. All too quickly the touch vanished, Nova blinking in momentary surprise. 

His deeper tone called to her, and Nova leapt forward, bounding after him. Still his shadow, she stopped alongside him at the hidden pool, the tips of her toes skirting the rough stone edging the frigid water, black claws clenching with tense energy against the hard surface. She, too, dipped her head down for a drink, glancing at her mate from the corner of her eye. If he was watching closely, he might have seen a glint in those yellow irises. That was all the warning he would get before Nova leapt forward. She landed with a grand splash in the small pool, a surge of water rising up to soak the pair. Icy cold, but it did little to quench the heat that had been growing within her.

With surprising speed for the gangly girl, Nova leapt back up onto the bank with an excited bark. She nipped Camio's shoulder before speeding off back towards where they entered. He could have her... But he'd have to catch her first.

(Eager Camio >.>)

A game it was what they have. Excited by Nova's splash he barked out in what may have seem like harsh tones mixed with joyous tones. While Camio wasn't much of a water wolf, especially after his childhood, he would do anything to keep Nova by his side. Watching her for a moment as she set off to where they entered he had a better idea. Running after Nova he barked at her hoping to catch her attention for a moment. Anything to throw her off track for a second.

His paws thudded against the hard ground as he tried to gain speed on Nova's long spider-like legs. "I'm going to get you Nova!" Growling deeply he ran through any bits of water with a bounce hoping to splash her like she had done to him. The Zamora couldn't remember the last time he had felt this good. If he had ever felt this good that was. It was safe to say Nova was bringing out a side of the tawny male that would be kept hidden to most everyone but his young bride.

"Come here my love." His voice was deep and soft with hopes of drawing Nova back to his side. While Camio was excited and eager to play games he also wanted her desperately. They had had this talk before and Camio had the run down with her what would happen in the spring and Nova had agreed to go with it. Now all he needed was the go from her body.

and all the love lost was the love that i kept
in coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead

@Camio You can fade out and archive :)

A joyous laugh tickled its way up Nova's throat as she ran, Camio trailing not far behind. Not that she was really trying, just putting on enough speed to stay just the slightest bit out of reach. The thrill of the hunt, but this time she was the prey with Camio's playful growls behind her. Water from their pawsteps and the spray of the falls coated her sides, but she didn't mind one bit. His voice, tender, called to her and she came to a stop, pausing just before the edge of the silvery curtain that separated them from the rest of the universe.

Nova whined as she turned towards him, panting from much more than the short run. Her tail swayed stiff and level, her nerves getting the better of her as she slowly approached with measured steps. First facing him, coming close to hold her face alongside his, near enough to feel his warm breath on her cheek. She gave a longing whimper as she pressed her face against his neck, breathing in his intoxicating scent. "I love you," she whispered.

Previously her core had held a smoldering fire, now turned to an all encompassing flame that she willingly sacrificed herself to. She knew she wanted this, she wanted Camio, wanted him woven into her life with all the new changes that would bring them. She knew she was ready. With a final swish of her tail, fanning her scent towards him, she raised it and held it to the side.