Drooping Willows My own private crazy

She'd left early in the morning to get started on her journey. She had no real destination in mind. All she knew was she couldn't stay in the Ridge. She'd been feeling a little off for the last few days. That was what had prompted her to speak with Scully and let him know of her plans.

As the sun came up so did the symptoms. The biggest one she noticed was the heat that engulfed her body. She also noticed the change in her scent. Despite all that she was relieved that she made it out of pack territory before her heat truly started.

Then she lost all her senses, Avella hated this part of being a girl. Honestly she was glad her packmates and especially her brother wasn't around to see her acting like a complete idiot. That was the thought as she left her scent on a few nearby trees.

Hagar hadn't meant to intrude. He'd been to the fields, tracking two separate herds as they crossed through the Lore. One was moving north, but the other had settled. The pack would have opportunity to hunt, and he was happy to let the others know so that they might seize it. When he came across Avella's scent, he was merely happy to have the chance to fill her in so soon. He did not think about the expected change to her perfume, and it likewise did not cross his mind that she might want distance, especially given her announcement days prior.

He caught sight of her walking, and let out a friendly chuff, attempting to get her attention as he approached with wagging tail.

She was all over the place in her mind. Outside she tried hard to keep it together as she was trying to get out of the willows. It had never been her plan to be caught by someone from her pack. The chuff she heard behind her only announced her failure. A smile did cross her features though because if it was going to be anyone Hagar was one that she preferred.

The masked woman turned on her heel her tail waving high above her back and a wide smile across her features. "Come to save your queen did you?" She cooed at him as she moved to close the distance. Once she was close enough she brushed her muzzle against his.

Hagar had expected to be greeted with friendliness, but there was a clear difference in how Avella welcomed his presence today. Ears and wolfish brows both lifted curiously, his own easy-going strides coming to a close as she cleared the distance between them. Her words made things more clear, and he couldn't help that his own lips began to curl skyward as his tail wagged behind him. Was that all?

His nose traced the angle of her cheekbone, trailing under her ear and getting lost in the ruff of her neck if she allowed it.

"It's your choice to make however you'd like," he told her, all thoughts of prey now thoroughly banished from his mind, "but it'd certainly be a lie if I said I wouldn't be honored."

(This post was last modified: Mar 13, 2022, 07:12 PM by Hagar.)

Avella was very pleased to see the chocolate male. She didn't hesitate to greet him in perhaps a more affectionate way than usual. Perhaps it was her hormones or something more she wasn't sure but all she knew then was that she wanted to touch him. As he traced the line of her cheek until his nose was against the fur of her neck her gaze moved up toward the sky

A moment later she bent her head burying her nose in the fur of his neck. Inhaling deeply she took in his scent.

Her banner swayed happily at his words that he would he honored. "I am honored as well." That he would accept her in her current stated. She had feared being rejected by him. "I know what I want Hagar," she whispered against his ear, "Do you want it too?" She asked nuzzling against his neck.

I am honored as well, she didn't hesitate to state. Hagar hummed happily, resting his muzzle atop the curvature of her shoulder bone. She really was too good to him, to all of them. She was going to make a wonderful mother, and he truly did feel lucky to be a part of her pack, to help her build the home and life she wanted.

Do you want it too? he smiled, long teeth poking into sight past muddy lips. He did not see himself as an active agent in this, rather a means to an end that was Avella's glory alone. It was very much her, however, to want to be sure he was comfortable and content with the opportunity.

"Of course," came his simple and earnest reply. He soaked in the blissful feeling of her wrapped around him for a moment more before pulling away and taking three reluctant strides backward. Meeting her gaze, he bowed his chest low to the snowy earth, tail wagging high above his back. In his experience, this was a dance, and he hoped the invitation was clear.

(This post was last modified: Mar 14, 2022, 12:27 AM by Hagar.)

Avella knew that it had only been by chance that Hagar had happened upon her at that moment. That didn't matter though. He could have turned her away, though what male would turn a female away in her situation. Still she spoke what she truly meant to him. She was honored in so many ways where he was concerned.

They had spent so much time together in the past months that in a way it felt right that he should be the one now. There was some guilt that she suddenly felt because she knew she still had to leave. That would be later.

His words as simple as they were confirmed that he wanted what she did. A wide smile crossed her masked features but the time for talking was over. He'd moved away from her which at first confused her. It didn't match up with what he'd said. As she tracked his movements it became more clear. Her tail waved faster over her back.

She moved forward quickly to nip at him before jumping away. Her acceptance to his invitation and coaxing him to come after her.

He grinned as she moved to meet him, wide enough to show nearly every tooth. With the clarity of their mutual desire, he felt no apprehension or uncertainty. Hagar was utterly confident that there would not be even a whisper of regret between them over what was to occur, and he likewise was oblivious to any possibility that Avella might feel differently.

He happily sprang after her, completely at her service.

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Hours later, Hagar stirred. Eyes of moss blinked open, vision blurry at first. Held like a treasure in his embrace was Avella, her scent and warmth familiar and comforting. He nuzzled closer, perfectly content to return to sleep once more at her side.

It was clear he was pleased with her actions, she'd read him right. In return she'd offered her own invitation and he'd accepted. It had always felt easy to be around Hagar while they were just traveling or sitting and looking up at the stars. As they danced their way to what they both wanted it felt right too. She would let him chase her for a bit before finally letting him catch her.

Then they would share in each others company in a way they hadn't before.

…

When she opened her mis.atched eyes it was much later in the day. She knee she should be on her way. The journey she'd told her brother she was going on awaited her, she knew she had to go especially now. Nestled into Hagars embrace she couldn't help the smile across her features, she wanted to stay their enveloped in his warmth. She cuddled against him before kissing his cheek, "I wish we could stay like this," she whispered against his fur as she rested her head on his shoulder.

Hagar felt her rouse, and it encouraged him to do the same. He gave his four stout limbs a mighty stretch to the side before gathering them under him. Avella's touch caused him to curl against her once more instead of rising.

I wish we could stay like this.

He hummed in response, an agreement. The transaction was finished, but this was utterly blissful. However, time marched on and the wilderness did not provide the luxury of leisure. He touched his nose to her cheek, before giving her a kiss. Stalling, perhaps.

"What does today hold for you?" he asked, conversationally. Perhaps he could keep her company?