Whitestone Monadnock [M] the bishop is easy, the bishop is wrong

hoping for @Morganna or @Wraith but any are welcomed <3 update: Added a Mature Tag due to possibly sexual themes

Oh no. She knew this feeling. The ache and the warmth underneath her skin along with the smell that crowded the den with the hoard of sleeping bodies. The Santoro had awoken uncomfortable and needed out. So out she went with no idea where to go. She moved on down the monadnock in hopes she'd be the first one out and about this awful morning.

Capable and Spieden had both left along with Spieden's children. It left Piety with the pressure of filling the spot of second but she knew it put her closer to Morganna. The closer to the dark Archer the better, even if there was a price to pay. Yet the pressure of the new rank with the pressure of cooling this sensation was too much. She needed to be alone. She needed to cool off.

At the bottom of the monadnock, she found a perfect spot to wallow. With no one around she got down on the ground and rolled back and forth. She felt a slight relief but it seemed there was more of that dreaded itch the more she thought she cooled it. To express her feelings better a flow of whines and growls pressed forward.

(This post was last modified: Mar 02, 2017, 06:28 AM by Piety. Edit Reason: added Mature tag )

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The dark leader huffed as she made her way down the goat track to the flat lands below. She had been meaning to go and grab @Craw by the scruff of the neck, to get him to deal with all of this, but before she could get that far another scent crossed her path. She turned without much thought to why, a familiar whine bringing a knowing smirk to her face as she drew closer. Almost concealed against the white blanket of snow it was only her movements that gave the dove away, the Archer trying to screen herself behind what scattered stones lay about the base of their great rock as she drew closer, just waiting for an opening.

She timed her attack so carefully, waiting until Piety was laying on her stomach. Lightly she sprung like a fox chasing rodents in the snow, aiming to bring herself across the other woman's back. Her jaws were parted to drag her teeth affectionately across the white wolf's head, a low chuckle betraying her movements as she attacked. "Yer better watch out," she warned with a smirk, "Never know who's gonna find yer with yer guard down like tha'..."

come on baby calm me down,
you're the only one who knows how

Piety Santoro

She had been so keen on cooling her sensation that she didn't realize that she was being hunted until it was too late. A body was suddenly on top of her with teething raking down her head. The pale Santoro let out a yelp before she realized who it was cooing into her ear.

"Yer better watch out,"

A soft whine escaped her throat as she wormed under Morganna's form slightly. She tilted her head back the best she could. Already vulnerable and captured by the dark female Piety knew she had nothing else to lose. "Guess I'm one lucky dove to have been found and captured by you." The new second couldn't stop the sharp smile that tugged at her lips. It was strange how much she had wormed her way into Morganna's life. Piety liked to think that she had found herself in a circle of elites.

"Help me cool down and fix the stupid itch." She whispered softly as another whine managed to slip past her lips. "Please." All splayed out under Morganna wasn't helping any of her natural problems. It was almost surprising that the dark woman wasn't off with Craw fixing her own issues but if the Archer wanted to hang around then Pi was gonna make good use of it. Perhaps she could be covered in some snow or go lay on ice.

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Wraith had anticipated avoiding the females for at least today. The start of the season was rarely the worst, but he had things to do and didn't need to get ramped up and distracted. His patrol had been on a hard, grueling pace the likes of which only Craw could keep up with. But he was off gallivanting with his old pack pals, leaving the black male to wonder just what he was getting into with the females. Morg, he imagined, wouldn't let him off easy for it.

Despite his efforts, the Second found his tracks merging with the familiar scents of @Morganna and @Piety and heat. That delectable scent left his tongue lolling in a way that had little to do with the hard run he'd had. As he came upon them, Wraith grinned. Now, wasn't that a sight? A hot shiver ran its way down his spine as he strutted towards the females. Of course Morganna would be on top; she always was the dominant one. Even last year, he recalled her demanding, driving pace.

Piety's pleading unraveled a need in Wraith to be of service to the pair of them. Rather than act on it like a dire wolf, he lay down in the nearby snow. "Well.

"Isn't this a sight?"

The yelp was unexpected but she felt the white wolf relax with her words, her whine only fueling the Archer's own fire as she shifted her weight to keep the squirming dove in place, wondering just how far she could push the other woman before they were interrupted. As @Piety lifted her head, Morganna lowered her own to trail her nose down her companions pale cheek, smirk only growing wider with the pretty words she spoke and the needy way she begged. A low growl was all the answer she could manage, shifting back to better access the still winter thick pelt that covered the woman's nape. Maybe if she helped her with a little bit of grooming it might ease some of her frustrations... Still, she smirked, maybe it'd just make it worse too.

The sudden voice bought Morganna's head up, a teasing flash of her teeth thrown in @Wraith's direction before a gentle snap was taken at the dove's remaining ear. Her tail waved, rump wriggling in a teasing manner as she threw the dark man a sidelong glance. "Sh' needs help Wraith, yer just gonna sit there an' let her suffer?" Her brow arched a questioning fashion, not shifting her own possessive stance just yet. It was as much a challenge as it was an invitation and she wasn't yet sure if he'd take her up on it.

While content wasn't exactly the word she would use she wasn't sure what else fit. So the dove was content letting Morganna nose her cheeks and ruffle the still thick fur of her nape. She responded to the Archer's growl with a gentle whine. Her touch was soothing for about five seconds before it irritated her again. She squirmed but not in an attempt to get away. She merely wanted to cool her nerves enough.

Then there was a voice. One she knew well enough. A smile pulled on her lips as she heard his words. She never thought how it might look to someone else. Morganna was simply being a good friend, wasn't she? The pale Santoro let the two dark wolves do the talking. Her good ear flicked after the dark Archer's gentle snap. What was said next was completely unexpected. Her eyes widened some and her tail couldn't help but try it's best to wag. "You heard her." She cooed out after Morganna's words. Her eyes examined the large male relaxing in the snow.

Piety carefully leaned her head into the alpha's leg. Her tongue even appeared to give her a few kind licks. It was a small repayment for ruffling her fur earlier before Wraith had joined them.

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Not a male in the world, Wraith imagined, could resist the pair of them together when they double-teamed them in such a way. But somehow, Wraith found the strength to do just that. And not only that, he reveled in it. The black brute offered a sly grin, his eyes glowing gold and filled with self-satisfaction. It really wasn't like the man to tease, but boy was he having fun with it now.

@Piety was the queen of poking fun. He was simply taking a page out of her book. And riling @Morganna had to be one of his favorite past times. This season was different than last. There was no driving need in his Alpha to repopulate the earth with Archers out of some innate duty to procreate and save her rank from her uncle. There was no real hurry about anything save for whatever hurry their desires demanded.

By the looks of the women, they were famished. He didn't mind being that juicy piece of meat dangling just out of reach.

"Oh, I don't know, ladies. I'm quite comfortable right where I am... And maybe my hearing is just a tad off today."

Piety's cooing voice and the licks she delivered to her leg did little to help Morganna's own raging hormones, a lick delivered to the woman's crown as her legs began to take her own weight again. Wraith's teasing would have to be met in kind and so she stepped over Piety's pale body and drew closer to the dark giant, ears turned back and head held low enough that she could look up at him through dark lashes, a softer, coyer grin pulling at the edge of her mouth as her voice lowered to take on a more pleading tone of her own. "Please, Wraith, won't yer take care o' Piety?" She moved in closer to bury her muzzle in the thick fur of his neck with a needy whine, "For me?"

It would be clear from the tense set of her shoulders and the ragged edge to her own breath that it wasn't just Piety she needed him to help but all of that could wait. She could only hope the quick glance over her shoulder and the wave of her tail was enough to lure the dove in closer too, she couldn't do all the wooing on her own.

(This post was last modified: Mar 03, 2017, 01:42 AM by Morganna.)

There is a rabbit's nest nearby. +1 Health

sorry for the wait! @Morganna @Wraith

Piety didn't bother hiding that she was upset when Morganna left her to go taunt the dark giant. At least she had been left with a kiss on her head. That would do for now while she watched them exchange words. The dove was content to lay here while the dark Archer did the work. She even settled down her head as a frown pulled on her lips.

That glance was a sign, though. The pouty female rose to her paws and moved closer. She circled around once before stopping next to Morganna. "Well gosh, Wraith, why didn't ya just say you were snug as a bug." Her voice held teasing tones. "I'd hate to be a bother while you're enjoying your comfort." Piety bumped against Morganna's shoulder with a gentle snort following. She leaned in closer to the dark lead and whispered loud enough for the large male to hear. "I'm sure others could be of help if he doesn't feel up to the challenge." Her muddy eyes looked back at him knowing his hearing would be well if the word challenge was brought up. Piety seemed to think every other obstacle she'd thrown at the male had never been declined before.

With a dramatic sigh Piety slowly began walking off away from the dark duo wondering if either of them would catch on to her little act if they hadn't already.

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