spring and snow
07-08-2022, 03:00 PM
He was thankful that Taiga didn’t eat around him, he could hardly stand the sight and scent of blood. Rannoch’s fight or flight response was triggered in those instances, and instinct took over. He handled himself well enough around the massive predator, but was glad that she took him into consideration. Her care for him and the herd showed in how frequently she went without eating, how well she avoided them while she was hunting and consuming flesh. Taiga really loved them to go to such lengths. He only hoped that he could return that sweet love to her. He would keep awake and alert as they lay there, and she could enjoy her cat nap.
He enjoyed the sound of her little snores when she did fall sleepy, but they were few and far between. Like the elk there weren’t many moments when she could truly relax and let her guard down. She may have been the largest of the predators, but she had her herd to worry about. The elk tilted his head to catch her from the corner of his eye as she began to stir. She lifted herself and pulled away from him and his emerald gaze followed her.
Rannoch watched as she stretched her languid body, reviving herself from sleep as the sun bathed her. It peeked through the light clouds in the blue sky. It covered their tiny meadow as much as the thick forests that covered the sides of the mountain. This place was unique even in the northern reaches. There was a gentle gust, and the temperatures were chill enough he was comfortable while his coat held to its winter density.
Taiga shifted again, gathering all of Rannoch's attention as she returned to his side and rubbed her cheek across his skull. The feeling of her rubbing against the nubs where his antlers would regrow had him closing his eyes in delight. Rannoch leaned into her affections as she shifted from her cheeks to her rough tongue. His chest rumbled as he enjoyed the relief she brought to the itching feeling. "Mmm.” There weren’t many words needed as he lay quietly, simpling enjoying this strange relationship with the lioness he held dear.
"Rannoch"
He enjoyed the sound of her little snores when she did fall sleepy, but they were few and far between. Like the elk there weren’t many moments when she could truly relax and let her guard down. She may have been the largest of the predators, but she had her herd to worry about. The elk tilted his head to catch her from the corner of his eye as she began to stir. She lifted herself and pulled away from him and his emerald gaze followed her.
Rannoch watched as she stretched her languid body, reviving herself from sleep as the sun bathed her. It peeked through the light clouds in the blue sky. It covered their tiny meadow as much as the thick forests that covered the sides of the mountain. This place was unique even in the northern reaches. There was a gentle gust, and the temperatures were chill enough he was comfortable while his coat held to its winter density.
Taiga shifted again, gathering all of Rannoch's attention as she returned to his side and rubbed her cheek across his skull. The feeling of her rubbing against the nubs where his antlers would regrow had him closing his eyes in delight. Rannoch leaned into her affections as she shifted from her cheeks to her rough tongue. His chest rumbled as he enjoyed the relief she brought to the itching feeling. "Mmm.” There weren’t many words needed as he lay quietly, simpling enjoying this strange relationship with the lioness he held dear.
