Uncle makes three

The violet Mendacium woman found her way back to the cave she shared with Alastor and Nirvana after the evening she had spent with her new mate after the ceremony that officially bound them together, a pleased grin still lingering on her lips. The leather band she wore around her right leg that was stitched with flame-like markings and encrusted with rubies said everything that needed to be said. Her demon had accepted her proposal and had passed her test with flying colors. He now bore their name and his soul was entwined with hers in the most beautiful way. He had sent her mate off to find some breakfast for them while she went to tell Nirvana the news - and to treat the wounds she had earned in the throes of passion the night before.

It was late morning, the sun not quite high in the sky just yet when she walked into the den. "Nirvana, my darling," she called, rousing the cloud of a woman as she walked into the space. They had made the cave into quite a home for them with separate spaces separated out for them in the alcoves that branched off from the main cave that she had hung large drapes of pelts over the entrances to in order to give her growing girl and herself plenty of privacy when they wanted it. The main chamber held most of their things - extra pelts, dried meats, a few basic herbs, some crafting materials she kept around as she worked on armors and the like.

She walked over to their supplies and pulled out a salve of various herbs, calling to Nirvana again, "Could you be a dear and come put some treatments on for me?" She certainly wouldn't be able to reach the bites and scratches on her back at least.

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