White Fir Notch Under the starlight [m]

March 15th
Dusk. Snow flurries, breezy.
17* F, -5* C

The season was driving her crazy. Like every other mature female in the Lore, Jynx was experiencing the full blown symptoms of heat. A persistent itch had settled under her skin. She felt hot all over, as if her thick winter fur were far too warm. Her moods were unpredictable at best. One hour she could be all play and a total flirt, the other she could be miserable and snappish. Her elevated hormones made her considerably more dominant than usual, especially towards the lower ranking females in the pack. Knowing that she had earned her right to breed this season influenced her behavior further. The proof in that lie in the recent events surrounding Sylva's situation. The dark healer had broken pack law by breeding with another and she suffered a fitting punishment. The huntress had nothing against the little oddball personally, but she had done what her instincts had compelled her to do. While she ran the show with Gent, she would enforce her rank and the law of the Notch. 

The subordinate males didn't have it much easier when dealing with her sharp mood swings. Any who got too close, who sniffed too curiously, she chased off with a flash of teeth. Gent was spared only a low growl of warning, when his presence wasn't desired. Even her mate, Emrys, she was quick to send away when his advances proved too bothersome. It was not yet time, despite how tempting her scent may be to his senses. With food still scarce, she had grown possessive over any leftovers or scraps she had found, driving the others away until her appetite was sated. She knew this would pass in time. Deep down, she couldn't really blame the others for acting as they did. It was out of instinct, just as it was for her. Any wolf would find the sickly sweet perfume of a female in heat hard to ignore. 

Torn between the desire for Emrys' constant presence and her desire to be alone, the tawny huntress left telltale traces of her passing which were hard to miss. Clinging to the roughly textured bark of the trees, were wisps of russet, cream and gray fur. Snagged away from her body in futile attempts to satisfy the itch that crawled along her body like tiny biting insects. Embedded into the fibers of the hairs was that scent, as strong as ever. One meant to quicken the heart of a male, to reach for his desires and coax out the most primal of instincts. Her day had been spent mostly trying to preoccupy herself, to find some method, a cure to her torment. Rolling in the snow hadn't worked and no matter how often she rubbed her body against the trees, that itch had came back. The sun was setting now, marking an end to another day. The brief warm spell was gone, replaced with a crisp breeze and accompanied by flurries that fell continuously from the clouds. One last hurrah from winter, perhaps, until spring prevailed. In the dying light, she weaved between the fir trees slowly. She knew Emrys was close by now. He had probably been lingering a safe distance away for a while, watching. Wanting. Now she turned, facing into the wind. Searching the forest for any glimpse of ghostly white fur. "Emrys..." She called sweetly, playfully. "I know you are here. Come out...come to me..." She purred, her tail beating the air behind her.

(This post was last modified: Mar 20, 2017, 02:48 AM by Jynx.)

The previous year Emrys had been able to avoid the breeding season by keeping to himself. This year it was much different, he was in a pack and he had a mate. Even more he and Jynx had been given the right to breed and have pups of their own. With the females all caring the irresistible sweet scent of their heat the healer was ready to lose his mind. The longer the season went on the closer he stayed to Jynx whether it was walking next to her or following behind. Now that they had been given rights to breed Emrys didn't have any qualms about asserting himself over the subordinate males. He was quick to let them know with a snap in their direction when they'd come too close. Jynx was also quick to put them in their place as she was him. When his advances became too much or her mood had become irritable, it was those times he kept his distance but never too far.

In the times when she desired his presence he was always there to offer her some relief from her symptoms through simple touches, nibbles behind her ear, and brushing his muzzle along her throat. Each morning before she woke he would bring her gifts of food leaving them in front of her she slumbered in the den they shared. He always respected her moods careful not to overstep or make her uncomfortable. He knew when the time was right she would let him know that she was ready to accept his advances.

Something told him the day was coming closer and he was keeping his distance allowing her the time she needed to really be ready. As she traveled through the territory leaving her scent covered fur snagged on the truck he followed behind but just out of sight of her. He would stop to sniff at the fur she'd left behind letting his nostrils fill with her scent. Gradually he became more and more excited his tail waving high over his back as he moved among the trees his love just head. Then he saw her as she stopped her voice sweet and inviting as she called to him inviting him to join her. “I am here my love,” he said stepping into view from between two trees and joined her his tail still waving above him in his excitement. He closed the distance between them and placing a kiss on her cheek, “Have you lead me here for a reason?” He asked close to her ear.

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Other behaviors she exhibited typical of wolves during this season included parallel walking in perfect step with him, when they were together. Often she would press her flank deliberately against his side, or brushing her tail along his own. Each morning, after they had woken, she treated him a lengthy but relaxing grooming session. Her teeth would nibble through his fur, along his ears, throat and spine while she gently removed any debris. Such exchanges between wolves was a common show of affection, especially for those closely bonded. Emrys was being so patient...the perfect gentleman. So, when the mood suited her, Jynx felt that he was only deserving of the same indulgence. As the season stretched on, she was flattered to see her pale mate taking an active role in letting the other males in the pack know without question, that she was his. A little show of dominance and strength earned her admiration. 

The more she thought about such displays, that both she and Emrys partook in, the more she was reminded of the reality that their numbers had withered. Heigen the subordinate she had never met, was gone, somewhere else in the Lore. The exact reason had escaped her, but nonetheless, she was disappointed with his choice. The uniquely colored Witchazel had also vanished without a trace or a word. The monochrome Nascha, she had not seen as of late either. As hard as a choice as it had been for him, Gent was wise in his decision in granting both huntress and healer the chance for pups. They needed the numbers. It was time to inject new life into the pack once again. Having grown into the confident, dutiful woman she was, Jynx would not allow the Notch to crumble. 

As Emrys came out of hiding, materializing into the fading light from between two trees, she turned to face him, her movements deliberate but welcoming. While he came towards her, she openly took in his approaching form. All from his pristine white fur, shimmering eyes, to his proudly held tail. Her heart hammered, skipping a beat. By gods, how had she gotten so lucky? She let him draw close, easing her cheek in against his lips. Then with a playful nip at the air, she danced back, leaping away. "Of course I did." She chuckled, prancing in a half circle around him. "I wanted to be with you." Truth be told, she was actually growing nervous, now that she knew the time was near. This was what they both wanted in their hearts more than anything. But first time jitters had a habit of creeping up on even the most well composed wolves. 

(This post was last modified: Mar 20, 2017, 02:49 AM by Jynx.)

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Despite the moods she would get into that had him keeping his distance to not upset her further were the times when she was accepting of his presence. When she would brush against his side sending shivers through his already excited body. He'd spent the season in a heightened state of excitement that their extended grooming sessions in the morning helped to quell it to a management level. He of course would return the favor showing her the attention she deserved as she did him. Her mood swings were of no matter to him as he enjoyed the times she desired his presence and accepted the times she chased him away with a snap of her jaws. When he'd first started asserting his dominance over the subordinate males letting them know she was his he feared she would be angry with him. In time he learned that she didn't seem to mind if not liked the fact that he did it.

The loss of his friend Heigen was a sad one for the healer, he'd really liked the man and thought he would be around the notch a lot longer. Their conversation had suggested he wanted to accomplish something in the pack. Witchhazel had also disappeared, he hadn't known her well but she too seemed to want to help the pack. These loses only made it that more important that they fulfill the offer Gent had posed to them. Now more than ever he was glad to have this opportunity to serve the pack in this way. It did however sadden him that Gent and Raela weren't the ones to be bringing pups into the pack this season.

The light was fading as he followed her through the territory but he could still see her through the trees. He didn't hesitate to join her at her invitation making his way toward her through the trees to where she stood waiting for him. The beauty of her as she stood against the twilit sky was not lost on him. The thought he'd had when seeing her on that boulder and here they were taking steps toward it. Everyday he was grateful he'd met her in that forest a they had chase I rabbits together. Her eyes shined in the fading light and he for the sense she was just as ready as he was. He should have been expecting her playfulness as he heard the nip before she was dancing backward and leaping away from him. He chuckled when she admitted to leading him to the place they no occupied, “I should have know you wouldn't make it easy on me,” he jested. As she pranced around him he kept toward her landing just in front of her before nipping at her neck and bounding away then turning to face her once more. “I've been waiting to hear those words, my love.” Emrys knew this time was different from any other as he waited for her to advance on him.

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The atmosphere was surreal, almost perfect for the mood in the air tonight. Countless tiny snowflakes twirled down gently from the sky, coating the land in a fresh powder. Upon her russet, agouti patterned coat, the sprinkling of white flakes was a pleasing contrast against her more vibrant colors. The breeze was refreshing, just strong enough to sway the thinner branches of the surrounding trees. It blew through her fur, soothing the fire beneath her skin, but ultimately serving to further spread the intoxicating perfume that had clung to her all throughout the season. The dying light bathed the forest in soft shades of oranges and yellows as the shadows began to stretch, curving around their bodies, adding a mystifying sense to the evening. 

In her flirtatious maneuver, he matched her by coming around to dive before her, taking a nip at her neck. He was quick, she discovered, as he leapt away in an instant. A brow quirking, she arched her neck back. "Of course I wouldn't make it easy." Her bright eyes narrowed in playfulness, the beginnings of a smile touching the corner of her lips. "You've gotta earn your reward..." Oh but she wasn't so cruel as to keep what was his, what he deserved that which was coming to him. But a little fun...a little work might make the chase all the more satisfying in the end. Just after the words rolled off her tongue, she came rushing forward in a surprisingly bold, abrupt way. Her haunches tensed as she momentarily reared up, allowing gravity to take over. Her forelegs draped around his neck and shoulders, she rested her weight against the white male. Testing him...seeing if he would hold his own, or stand his ground and engage her in play. Her dark nose buried in the thick fur of his scruff, she slid her eyes closed and inhaled his scent. As always, he smelled faintly of herbs. But that was not what she was interested in. She craved something else...some other unspoken part of him. A side to which every wolf had deep at the core.

No one had to tell him how lucky he was to have found her, everyday she reminded him just how lucky he was. Whether it was in small ways or much bigger ways she always found a way whether she knew it or not. Gazing upon her as the snowflakes dusted her pelt contrasting with the colors that Dan through it. He had to stop for a moment to appreciate just how pretty she looked. He deeply inhaled her scent which had been carried to him on the breeze and though he had been around it all season this night it was more alluring. She wanted to play, it wasn't often he'd been able to see her in such a mood and he liked seeing it. The winter hadn't left them with much time to spend as they were and he hoped that with spring they would be able to play as they were more often.

As she initiated the play her movements were graceful as she danced around him. He joined in with his quick movements challenging her to come after him. He laughed, “I wouldn't have it any other way,” he told waiting for her to make her move, “Anything for the woman I love,” he added his tone a little more serious. “I fully intend on earning my reward,” he said laughing once more. She was a tricky creature bit that was one reason he loved her so much. He soon found out what her next move was going to be as she rushed toward him. His neck was encircled by her legs as she buried her nose in his scruff and for a moment he let her rest there as he heard her inhaling his scent. He took the moment to crane his neck to push his nose into the fur on her side as her took in her scent. He then toppled them both over onto the ground and rolling on top of her, “Is that all you have?” He questioned teasingly.

(This post was last modified: Mar 16, 2017, 03:54 AM by Emrys.)

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Jynx did actually have a playful streak, buried in there beneath her busy, dutiful facade. The past year, especially the more recent months, had been trying for every wolf in the pack. That combined with her shift in rank, spared little time for her to let loose and free that pent up energy. Maybe fortunes would change once spring arrived in full force. It was after all, aptly named the season of re-birth for a reason. With new life injected into the pack, aggression hormones would taper off, replaced by prolactin or more commonly named, the 'feel good' hormone. That is, if life was all smooth sailing without any nasty bumps or surprises in the road. Spring would be a busy time with pups to raise, but also a time to indulge in the sweet rewards of life.

Under her skin a shiver arose, just by the touch of his nose to her alone. She relished the moment, the contact which they shared. But it was not to last as Emrys now took the initiative by using his superior strength and weight to topple them both down into the snow covered ground below. With a yelp of surprise, she landed flat on her back, pinned beneath his ghostly frame. She wriggled and squirmed by kicking out with her hind paws to knock harmlessly against his ribcage. These little protests on her behalf were hardly an effort to escape. But as his taunting voice issued what she took as a challenge, she ceased all movement. Eyes akin to a blazing sun peered into the depths of his ice colored ones, a smirk slowly forming on her maw. "Hardly!" Was all she said before her jaws flew open. Her teeth remained sheathed in her play, even while she momentarily jaw sparred with him. Her right foreleg happened to be free, and this she used to bat a large paw at his ears. Snow clinging to her pads loosened with each gentle swat, cascading in a white sprinkling down over his head.

With spring on its way and the promise for things become a little easier for the pack he hoped to have more times like this with her. He also enjoyed the times when they were just sunbathing on a boulder. Mostly he liked seeing her smile and happy and felt that with the hardships of the winter, Raela's illness, and her change in rank he didn't see it as often. It also didn't help that their numbers had dwindled but he hoped that they would be lucky and have a little of their own which would bring a smile to her face. He knew it would and he was sure she was ready to be a mother as he was ready to be a father. Which was something he wasn't sure he could have said a year ago but finding Jynx and building their relationship changed something inside of him. He believed things would be good for all of them again and the times of not working so hard would come where they would have the time to enjoy their pups.

He knew how sensitive she was during this time and what the slightest touch of his nose could do to her. He let her enjoy the moment but it was just that a moment before he had them both on the ground. She was under him making some futile attempts to escape him as he hovered over her. Nibbles were placed along her neck before he asked her if she had given him all she had. He laughed at her answer, “I had a feeling you were going to say that.” A challenge had been made, he I could see it in her eyes. That said they were soon jaw sparring which didn't last too long before she was batting at his ear snow flying from the fur surrounding her pads. He then backed off nibbling the fur along her stomach as he went before stopping and meeting her yellow gaze, “Catch me if you can my love,” he said mischievously. The healer then took off through the trees weaving in and out of them as he ran in circles around her. He had every intention of letting her catch him but that didn't mean she wouldn't have to do little running first.

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Even now she found, while she mock sparred with him and swatted his ears with her paws, he couldn't help but administer some affectionate nibbles to her stomach. Her movements ceased as he did so, ears pricking up curiously. Her skin still felt like it was burning and the gentle comb of his teeth helped to soothe that annoyance. At the same time, the touch itself also excited her in a completely different way. His cold nose felt splendid and she longed to press any part of herself that she could, closer to him. Anything to receive more contact, more affection, however innocent or flirtatious it may be.

But, just as she had made him work in catching her as he did, it was now her turn to give chase. She needed to catch him while he tried to elude her. As he sprung away and began running in playful circles around her, using the trees for cover, she rolled enthusiastically to her paws. Her feminine hunters body held inches above the ground, rear raised ever so slightly, she held this classic stalking position. "Oh, so you think your fast huh? Don't worry darling, I'll catch you!" She teased right back eyes gleaming. Springing up from her stance, Jynx bolted towards him. She too, used the element of speed to try and get the advantage. She wasn't expecting him to let her catch him that easily. Swerving to round the side of one tree between them, she snapped her jaws inches away from his tail, harmlessly.