Autumn had seen the Mendacium twins hit their second birthdays, and with the advent of their second trip around the sun, the new young adults had been given permission to claim any of the unoccupied caves as their own personal dens. Perhaps their parents had been thinking of them each taking one, but in much their usual fashion, the twins who had shared everything in their lives chose to move in to one together. It would mean neither would have to be living alone and Saracyn could continue to serve his duties of protecting Avacyn as the future Matriarch of Elysium. Manea had given the two some side eye, knowing their ulterior motives, but had done nothing to deny them what they requested. And so the twins had selected an empty cave further down the mountain range, up a higher path that offered a glorious view over the entirety of Alias Island and across the channel to mainland Boreas beyond. It was a large, multi chambered cave with ample room for them and far enough out of the way to afford them total privacy.

The twins had begun to move their belongings out of the familial den early that morning, and by the time the sun was beginning to move towards setting, they had gotten all of their major possessions out and moved into their new home. Saracyn had finished moving his immense bedding into his sizable new room and had padded it with a further addition of soft and plush lynx and marten furs, making it as silky soft and luxurious as possible. He knew the bed would be getting a lot of use now that he and Ava were both fully grown adults—along with likely every other surface and part of their new home—so he aimed to make it as comfortable, cozy, and durable as possible. A trace of a sly smirk slid over Saracyn's lips while he inspected his work. Pleased with how his bedchamber had turned out, he headed back to the main common space to see how his sister was faring with her move-in.  

"Saracyn Mendacium"

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Avacyn stepped back from the shelves she was arranging and looked over them for a moment with a sigh. She was ultimately glad that they had moved into their own space, but she was very much looking forward to never having to move all of this again. Perhaps if she wasn't someone that had a whole workshop and many projects in various states of being finished then it wouldn't be so bad, but here she was recreating her workshop. This time she had a proper space for it and much more room to spread out and make it exactly how she wanted it which was nice and definitely worth the work she was putting into it. At the very least she had gotten most of her supplies and materials unpacked so that was a good start.

She walked out of the to-be workshop and back into the larger main chamber of the cave and began looking over some of the other stuff that still needed to find a home. She noticed that their large, collective pile of furs and bedding was now gone so it appeared her brother had been hard at work on the task he had taken on of setting up their bedchamber. There was still some general supplies to put away and she'd need to figure out how she'd want this larger space to be set up, but at least they would have somewhere to sleep tonight. Just as she was beginning to sort through some baskets of dried meats and looking around to pick out a spot to store their food, she saw Saracyn walk out of their new bedroom and she smiled, her tail wagging gently behind her. "How's the bedroom coming along?"

"Avacyn Mendacium"

Saracyn spotted his violet twin in the larger common area looking both relieved and fatigued by the sheer amount of work she had accomplished getting her workshop space set up again. He smirked and chuckled; moving had been far easier for him when all he had to bring over was their combined bedding, his sword and meager personal items, and a few decorative items that Avacyn had wanted to take with them. She, on the other hand, had an entire workspace she had to pack up and move, including all her tools and raw materials. He made his way over to help his twin unpack some of the food, alcohol, and treats they had stashed away from their parents' den when Ava noticed him with a smile and wag of her tail. The gentle swaying of her tail helped to spread the sweet, alluring scent of her heat season around the den, already fragrant and enticing despite how early in her season she still was. Sara knew the perfume would only grow stronger, and with how their relationship had developed over the last few months, he doubted their bedroom would be used for much sleeping until autumn had passed.

He greeted Avacyn with a smile and wag of his own tail, breathing in her scent with a surreptitious inhale. She smelled delicious, her scent even stronger now that he was right up next to her. With a gentle, playful brush of his toned side along her svelte body, Sara began to help unpack the baskets of food with her. They likely wouldn't be able to finish unpacking and moving everything into their new home in one day, but they had made pretty good progress so far, and they'd at least have somewhere to sleep for the night. "It's looking good. Twice as big now that we've combined all the bedding together," he replied with a proud grin. Sure, it might not have been a difficult job getting their bed set up, but it had been an important one. "I pulled some fresh lynx and marten furs from storage, so it's extra soft and plush for whenever you feel like putting it to the test."

The sly smirk that peeled across the Mendacium prince's lips as he shot a suggestive look to Ava left little to the imagination of what he had in mind for them. He was a patient brute, however, and as much as Avacyn's smell made him want to whisk her off to try out their new bed together right here and now, he could wait until they had finished their tasks before fully derailing their day. "How'd your workshop turn out? Need your big, strong brother to move any of the heavier things around?"

"Saracyn Mendacium"

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It wasn't as hard to ignore how she was feeling with the start of her first heat when she was alone in her workshop with a bit of space between her and Saracyn, but as he came over to join her and she felt his side brush against her own it made those sensations come rushing back. It was one of those things that she had been told about by her mother and then Irilyth when she went to her former nanny for contraceptive herbs, but actually experiencing all of it was a deferent experience. She leaned into his side without really thinking about it, unable to resist that touch from him and naturally being drawn into him, while they continued to work and unpack the food and supplies they had brought with them. A grin tugged at her lips as he mentioned the bed he had just finished putting together and hummed at the description he gave of how soft and plush it was now with the additional furs he had pulled from the pack's storage. "We'll definitely give it a quality test when we're done here," she agreed with a chuckle and a teasing flick of her tail across his hind leg.

When the conversation turned to the workshop she had been building and the offer of having her "big, strong brother" come move any of the heavier items for her, Avacyn chuckled and gave him a sly smirk. "The only thing I need my big, strong brother to move is me," she teased, very quickly getting distracted from the task in front of them. It wasn't like putting their treats and food away was really a direly important task so it didn't need to get done right away–which was probably for the best considering how poor of a job they tended to do at keeping their paws off of one another as it was. She playfully nudged his shoulder before starting to move away from the pile of supplies and instead began to walk toward the workshop she had just left. "Do you want to see how it's coming along?" she questioned before starting to lead the way–not before she flicked her tail under his chin as she walked away. Bringing her brother into her new workshop, she gestured to all of the work she had done to arrange her supplies and tools around the room and on the various shelves they had set up and to the low work surface that took up the middle of the room. This cavern in the cave system they had picked for themselves already had a few big rocks that were easy enough to roll into place and after putting a piece of wood across the top of them she had herself a sturdy table to work on. "What do you think so far?"

"Avacyn Mendacium"

Saracyn truly lived to make Avacyn happy. Hearing that happy purr come from her when he detailed their new bedding together made his heart flutter and an eager, proud grin make itself at home on his muzzle. Ava’s thinly veiled promise of giving their new bed a quality test later made the young brute chuckle, a gentle shiver of delight quivering it’s way down his spine when his twin’s silky tail gave a teasing brush slowly up the back of his thigh. Avacyn was quickly showing how she was a pro at teasing him and showing how familiar and in tune she was with his body, and he loved every second of it. Avacyn spoke to his heart, mind, and soul in ways nobody else ever could. More and more every day he found himself falling head over paws for her, and Sara’s belief that Ava was meant to be his soulmate was made more adamant. "Oh, I think we’ll be doing some very thorough quality testing tonight," he replied in low, husky tones whispered into his twin’s ear, giving the delicate appendage a gentle nibble to tease her back. In her hormone-addled state, Sara knew how easy it would be to rile Ava up, and he planned on taking advantage of her heat as much as he could.

As if showing that their lecherous escapades together were also the primary thought in her head, Avacyn casually remarked that the only thing she wanted her “big, strong brother” to move was her. Saracyn was practically giddy with barely contained excitement and it took all of his self control to not just scoop up Ava then and there and carry her off to their bedroom to have his way with her and give them both some much needed relief and satisfaction. As tempting as that thought was, Sara made himself behave at least for a little while longer. At least that’s what he intended to do, until Avacyn began to lead him off into her workshop with a flick of her tail beneath his chin to tempt him after her. "I’d love to come see what your brilliant mind has done, gorgeous." Saracyn’s smile widened, flashing his teeth in a playful, sly grin as he breathed in the scent of her heat that simple tail flick released throughout the den. With a roguish gleam in his bright blue eyes, the Mendacium prince trotted briskly after his princess sister and nipped at her rump, his tail wagging like a fan excitedly behind him as he followed like a love struck pup right behind her.

The space Avacyn had set up as her workshop had really come together well! Saracyn let out an impressed whistle as his gaze swept over the neatly stocked and organized shelves, and the expansive and sturdy work table that had been set up in the middle of the sizable room. "It's definitely a nice upgrade from your old workshop," he commented when she asked what he thought of it, a proud smirk dressing his lips. Cerulean eyes turned a loving look down to his sister, looking at her in very much the same manner their father would look at their mother. "Not that I expected any less. Everything you do turns out perfect." But then a more important question rose in the brute's mind, and as he held Avacyn's obsidian gaze with his own, he asked, "Is this everything you hoped it would be?"

"Saracyn Mendacium"

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There had been no doubt in her mind that her brother would follow her as she led him into the workshop, especially not with her not-so-subtle flirting and teasing, but the way he trotted after her and nipped at her rump still caught her off guard and pulled a little giggle from her as she tossed a playful glare back at him over her shoulder at him. She loved their relationship and how easy it was to be with him. She knew how easy it was for her to approach everything with a seriousness that made her seem older than her years, but Saracyn brought out a playfulness in her and made it so easy to let out this flirtatious side of herself. She brought him into her new workshop and as he looked around the space and admired it she couldn't help but wear a proud grin–both because of the workshop itself and because of the life they were making together here. It felt like they had finally made it. She knew they were both still very young in the grand scheme of things, but this was something she hadn't been sure they could be allowed to have and yet they did it, they had found a way to have this love they shared and start making a place of their own in this world.

A small, bashful smirk crossed her lips at her brother's insistence that everything she did was perfect, her dark eyes rolling with a chuckle even though he still made her smile. If she only listened to Saracyn and believed every word he said about her then her ego would be as big as this island so she had to take his complements with a little bit of skepticism, but she did still appreciate his confidence in her all the same. When he turned his gaze to find hers and he asked a more genuine question, asking her if it was everything she had hoped it would be, she couldn't help but feel as though he wasn't just talking about her new workshop. It pulled a more real smile across her lips and her expression softened with a look of love in her obsidian gaze as she closed the small gap between them to press a tender kiss to his lips. "Everything that I had hoped for and more," she replied, her tail wagging gently behind her.

"Avacyn Mendacium"

The grin of pride and success that Avacyn wore was one mirrored by her twin, Saracyn giving her an easy, content grin in return while they both basked in the realization that this was going to be the start of the rest of their lives. They had achieved independence and the right to live as they saw fit. For all his life, Saracyn had felt at the mercy of a predetermined destiny that didn't place any value in him. He was a male born into the matriarchal Mendacium family with no real goals set for him to aspire to and always existing on the fringes of his sisters. But with Avacyn he never felt like an afterthought, never felt like a second class wolf because of his gender. Ava made him feel ways nothing else in the universe had or could. She made him feel valued, made him feel loved, made him feel like someone who mattered. He would never be able to express to her how much she mattered to him and how important she was in his life. But now they would get to live the rest of their forever here, in this den they'd make their home, from now until forever.

A wolfish grin crept over his face when he saw Ava begin to grow shy when he complimented her; he loved the way he could make her get all bashful with simple truths and compliments. Avacyn was so damn cute he could scarcely take it! His question drew a genuine smile across his twin's beautiful face and she responded without a moment of hesitation. She brought violet lips up to meet his in a tender kiss which sent a thrill of excited energy rippling down his back that settled rather pleasantly in his groin. Sara couldn't help it; he was so in love with and attracted to Avacyn that even something like a simple kiss did the trick to get him riled up! Or maybe it was the heavy scent of his lover's heat steadily perfuming the air of her workshop. Sara murred in delight and kissed her back, a dopey lovestruck grin slowly making its way across his lips as he held her obsidian gaze when she slipped away again, her reply making his own bushy tail begin to wag behind him in near-perfect sync with hers, his facial marking glowing brighter for a few beats as his heart raced.

"Mmmm good," he replied with a husky purr to his voice. For a few long, blissful moments, Saracyn held Avacyn's gaze, eventually blinking and looking back around the workshop at nothing in particular to distract himself before he got too lost in her again. "I uh, guess we should finish getting this place set up, huh?"

"Saracyn Mendacium"

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