Bright Moon - a land sullied by mystery and the ravaging scars of a terrible fire. Abandoned as a pack land for years, the terra has been used as a gathering place for the brazen and bloodthirsty drawn there by the lingering pall of death. Yet from the ashes there comes an unordained phoenix, the rainbow hues of hope glinting in her mismatched globes. Through the obsidian drapes obscuring the scenery, she alone was able to catch the perfumed aroma of new life on the breeze and hear the sluggish streams flowing ever swifter into the morning.
Thus, with a purpose, she set out to map the incognita, discovering daily the extent of the reawakening and unearthing within herself a desire to return the landscape to its former glory. Now she stands tall as privileged Alpha of the lands, lording over the rock-strewn prairie and bountiful forests with a firm but gentle paw.
Having finally realized her deepest longing to be a queen, Satowra is focused solely on the revival and maintenance of the Bright Moon Pack. Her question to each prospective warrior that comes to the border is simple:
"Do you have what it takes?"
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Posted on November 8, 2017 at 07:11:09 AM by Macaria
__________________________________________ Everything had gone perfectly - their desire and need had merged together perfectly, and together their bodies had rocked to the rhythm of their lust. Just as she had wanted, they had reached their climax together, and now, panting and heaving, the two laid on the ground, still tied together. His limbs were wrapped around her tightly and she pushed her pads against the earth in order to wiggle her way closer to him. She loves feeling his heart throbbing way through Grey Wind‘s rib cage, its rhythm reverberating its way along her spine just now, it was galloping, but already she could tell that it was slowing down, his athleticism proving its worth as his cardiac muscles were quick to recover. Macaria smiled to herself, sated and content for the moment. He was more than just her lover - he would always be the only one for her who could elicit any sort of emotion that could be qualified as love. She had been entirely truthful when he she had talk to him about her desire for pups - she wanted them so that she could prove her mother wrong. It did not matter that she did not know where her mother was, or that her mother would likely never meet the grand children… Macaria would know whether she was a better mother or not. It was a selfish reason, but it was an honest one, and wasn’t that better? Part of her worried whether she would ever love her own pups - she knew that since they were an extension of Grey Wind, and an expression of their love together, she would care for them. Ever since she had been so fully affected by the twins all those long, dark months ago, the way she saw the world and reacted to it was so much different. For now, Macaria only had love for her mate - she did not have any close friends that elicited that emotion, nor would she hold it for her Alpha. She gave all of her loyalty to Kershov, absolutely. But it could never be said that she loved him. And so the question, and her fear, was that she would not love her pups. After her poppy addiction had ruined all of her pain receptors, she had little to fear - death would be but a sweet release for her, and if she did not fear death, what then? But apparently she would fear this. Time would bring to bear the answer, and she would deal with it as it came. It had not just been her sexual desire that she had given up in order to prepare her body for the making of these pups - she had not had any of her dearest poppy in weeks. She had gone cold turkey, but her system was rebelling. Though she still could not feel pain, her nerves, her body had been hyper sensitive as of late - she found herself twitching violently to slightest of stimuli, and she had done her best to hide her discomfort from Grey. She would deal with her withdrawal symptoms on her own. And there had been no hesitation about it - she wanted healthy pups with her mate, that would mean not suffering them her addiction to the mind altering drug. She found that the time she spent with her mate sated her mind and body - he caused copious amounts of hormones to be released from her brain, so it had been in him that she had found relief. She could only hope that her system would reset soon, and give her rest from all of the quakes. But her mind was not on any of that now - she was thinking solely about Grey, and wondering about whether not they had managed to conceive. "Have you ever tried for pups before, my love?" They had not ever talked about previous relationships… Not that she had any to speak of. He had kidnapped her when she was still a young and impressionable teenager… And no male had ever quoted her. She had very nearly been raped once by another kidnapped her… But aside from that, Grey had been her first and her only love. And he would continue to be so far as long as life granted her permission to walk the earth. "But Grey? I will not be upset, it will not anger me. I just want to know….You see, I was learning all of my skills from my aunt Kahlan, but there had been no more litters after mine in the pack, at least not while I was there. I must say the idea of pregnancy both excites and scares me. Mainly because I do not know much at all about the experience, or how it should go. How long… And… Labor? I must say that I am relieved that I shall never know the pain of it, but how many pups will I have? What do we do if… Something goes wrong? Other than me, what healer do we know?" Macaria had no way of knowing that her aunt was only a pack away and was not dead - in her travels, Macaria had gone to Saw Tooth and had found it at that time destroyed and vacant. She assumed that all of her family was dead… Except for her one brother that she had killed, who she knew was dead without any assumptions, seeing as she had killed him. Macaria's head sighed heavily before laying her head back, relaxing against him. "I guess we will deal with whatever happens…" 00C-I figure maybe your next post might be the last for this thread ? Btw do you like her new photo?? and then we can do stuff later for the birthing? __________________________________________ ||Macaria||Femme Fatale of Uyaraut||Adult||Grey Wind|| |
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