Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.




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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