A wide river dominates this section of the forest. Romance is in the air, and wolves of all ages come to search for their mate.
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Posted on December 24, 2014 at 08:14:17 PM by Ygritte
You’re Mine as I’m Yours  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The russet female knew she had found a friend when she heard the other femme speak. She was sassy and coy and made Ygritte smile, something not many lupines could accomplish. More often than not other lupines just annoyed the femme, and she wanted to be left alone and not be bothered by the stupid antics of others, but it was different already with Halina. The black femme not only was funny and sassy, but she was also beautiful. She was beautiful in way that was particular to Ygritte’s taste. She did not like the slim and sleek females, the dainty princesses were not her type at all. But this is not what the black femme was like at all. She was strong and muscular, similar to Ygritte herself, though Halina did not seem as skinny as the russet femme’s form did. And the other thing that did it for Ygritte, the scars upon the dark female’s facial features. While most might find these scars unappealing and ugly, the femme thought it the exact opposite. It showed that Halina was strong and had been through much, that she could handle herself in the real world, the world that fought back and hurt, not a fairy tale land that parents often told their pups the world was like. It showed that there was a side to Halina that Ygritte had not yet seen, a side that she wanted to get to know. Ygritte played into the femme’s words, sarcastically giving an apology that Halina wanted. The black femme spoke in a serious tone, but her features showed she was still being playful as before, “Your apology has been accepted.” When the russet female asked what it was that Halina wanted to know about her the other femme picked herself up off the ground, silently and slowly circling Ygritte’s form. Her audettes picked up on some tsking noises here and there and the femme raised a curious brow, knowing Halina would see it when she finished her ‘inspection’. When the black femme sat back down and curled her plume around her paws Ygritte spoke to break the silence. ”Like what you see, dear?” She spoke sarcastically, as the pair had been doing for most of their speech, but she was also curious. She knew she was attracted to Halina’s form and features, but she did not know if Halina had the same attraction, and if she did not, well then the russet femme was just wasting her time. And then the darker femme spoke once more, “Your story, Ygritte, I demand your story. I do so dearly love to hear the tales of others. There is nothing more intimate than hearing another’s tale, how you tell it, how you see yourself.” That was a reasonable request, one that Ygritte was going to ask in return. If she wanted this…friendship…with Halina to progress then the pair would need to exchange back stories. ”I’ll tell you mine, if you’ll tell me yours.” She spoke with a wink before settling down, laying upon the ground because she knew the pair would be here for a while, and she made herself comfortable, laying down mere inches away from the other femme, making it obvious that she was interested but not wanting to cross any boundaries yet. ”I come from a very different land than these. Where I am from there were no packs per say, small groupings of families that stuck together, but there were not any alphas. Everyone was free to come and go as they pleased and they had no one to report to but themselves. A place like that seems like all fun and games at first, but there was always fighting and feuding over everything, land, food, mates, and no ruler to settle such fights. So everyone always fought to death, for everything, and our numbers dwindled as you can imagine. My parents were both casualties of these battles, and I have many hidden scares from my own fights, none as pretty as the ones upon your features though.” She gave a quick smile before continuing. Talking of her parents death did not upset her as many thought it would. She was proud of the way her parents had died, honorable and bravely, dying for ones they loved, the way that Ygritte herself wanted to go. ”Before my parents died I was a part of their group for a few years. Because of our lifestyle it was not strange to them when I told them I was not interested in males, that it was ones of our gender that I wanted. Males would still come to me, try to persuade me, but I’ve discovered my teeth are a better way to convince them of my ways than my words and most left with new scars of their own. I had a fine lifestyle there, I was accepted by all, and if they did not accept me then they knew to leave me alone or I would make them leave me alone.” She paused her speech for a moment as she noticed Halina drawing pictures and images in the sand with her paws, and she wated her, intrigued, for a moment before she continued on. ”After my parents died I had no ties to the ones I was traveling with. I loved none of them, but my parents, and I had no reason to stay with them. Sure I had flings here and there with curious females, but none of them were what I truly wanted, I loved none of them. And so I moved on, headed out on my own. And that is what led me here, though I have not yet decided if I want to join a pack or not. I am not used to their dynamics and I do not know how I would do in one to be honest.” Her blue-grey orbs met Halina’s bright blue ones. ”So now that you have heard my tale, my I hear yours?” OOC: I cannot believe I forgot about this post…I am a terrible person please forgive me >< ________________________________________________________________________ |
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