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Ultyr
11-01-2024, 06:08 PM
Ultyr had wanted to hunt in the north and she had been told to sit and wait for him. So she had, until her thinner coat wasn't keeping her as warm now. She had decided it would be okay to find someplace more sheltered than the open tundra he had left her on. Though she wasn't stupid enough to not leave him a way to track her. So that's what she did, she had rubbed her side on things as she moved to leave him a way to find her. She told herself if he didn't show up by dark though she was going to find a forest and an old fox den or something to spend the night in. Better to be safe than sorry, he'd forgive her for thinking right?
She moved along the frozen expanse, but something caught her attention. Was that a wall of bodies along what reeked of piss and decay? A pack border? What kind of monsters lived there? The scent made her stomach lurch, bile rising up and expelled upon the snow. Shit.... that was the third time today. She didn't feel sick though. But maybe she should try to find a healer one of the times Ultyr was hunting. She spit as much of the acrid taste from her mouth as she could and moved on. She hated this stench. Her stomach was definitely running out of things to empty by now though right? She kept moving.
Only to stop as she came on a crumbling rock wall. A piece of fur catching her eye. It was far enough from the wall of bodies it couldn't be part of that mess. She moved to it taking a whiff, before planting her haunches and grasping it in her paw and turning it over and over in her paw. There was that familiarity again but she couldn't place it. It was lupine in nature but who did this scent belong to? Her expression was of puzzlement as she sat there trying to figure it out. There was a splatter of blood nearby, but it didn't smell like the clump of fur. What was it about this scent, she should recognize it but the recognition wasn't there. It was grey almost like her but had a bit of pinkish tones and some what looked like streaks of black. Who did this belong to? Her eyes she felt watering, and she tried to blink the tears away, but they spilled over regardless. The fuck? Now she was crying? Over a scent and fur? Could she get any stupider? Why did this fur make her sad? She didn't recognize it, didn't know the dried blood either. Her ears pressed and she sighed a breath of her frustration.
"Things I Hear"
She moved along the frozen expanse, but something caught her attention. Was that a wall of bodies along what reeked of piss and decay? A pack border? What kind of monsters lived there? The scent made her stomach lurch, bile rising up and expelled upon the snow. Shit.... that was the third time today. She didn't feel sick though. But maybe she should try to find a healer one of the times Ultyr was hunting. She spit as much of the acrid taste from her mouth as she could and moved on. She hated this stench. Her stomach was definitely running out of things to empty by now though right? She kept moving.
Only to stop as she came on a crumbling rock wall. A piece of fur catching her eye. It was far enough from the wall of bodies it couldn't be part of that mess. She moved to it taking a whiff, before planting her haunches and grasping it in her paw and turning it over and over in her paw. There was that familiarity again but she couldn't place it. It was lupine in nature but who did this scent belong to? Her expression was of puzzlement as she sat there trying to figure it out. There was a splatter of blood nearby, but it didn't smell like the clump of fur. What was it about this scent, she should recognize it but the recognition wasn't there. It was grey almost like her but had a bit of pinkish tones and some what looked like streaks of black. Who did this belong to? Her eyes she felt watering, and she tried to blink the tears away, but they spilled over regardless. The fuck? Now she was crying? Over a scent and fur? Could she get any stupider? Why did this fur make her sad? She didn't recognize it, didn't know the dried blood either. Her ears pressed and she sighed a breath of her frustration.
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.
11-01-2024, 08:49 PM
She was so wrapped up in trying to figure out the fur and why it was familiar to her to notice Ultyr approach from behind her. She really disliked this crying for no reason thing too. Why was she crying? She didn't know the wolf the fur belonged to. "What did you find..." his voice had her turning after a small surprised jump to him. He went to take the fur from her and she readily gave it to him, a shrug of her shoulders to him. She didn't know the wolf it belonged to, but for whatever reason it had her crying and sad over the scrap of fur.
She watched as he inspected it the same way she had. He seemed to have some kind of clue. "Hmm..." Her ears pressed when he narrowed his eyes at her. Had she pissed him off by moving? "Clean yourself up you have sick on your cheek." Shit did she? She brought a paw up and wiped at her cheek before her lips. A sniffle as she tried to also rein in her emotions all at once. But then her attention was back on the fur and his face, trying to read it. Did he know why it would of even affected her so? She doubted he cared enough to tell her. "You moved away from where I put you to find this didn't you?" His question brought her to look up at his face. Shit, now he was going to get mad. Should she lie? No, if he somehow figured out she lied to him it could only make it worse. She let out a shiver then and shook her head. Sadly unable to explain that she just moved to find better cover. That her pelt was used to more tropical weather. She hadn't been running from him she felt that was obvious with the trail she had left for him to follow. She just wanted more wind blockage than she had had out in the open.
So her eye dropped back to the fur scrap. The perplexed look falling on her face once more as her tears came forth silently again. She was freaking cold, and now all this crap too. She was also making sure to breath from her mouth so she wouldn't smell the stench of that horrendous body pile.
"Things I Hear"
She watched as he inspected it the same way she had. He seemed to have some kind of clue. "Hmm..." Her ears pressed when he narrowed his eyes at her. Had she pissed him off by moving? "Clean yourself up you have sick on your cheek." Shit did she? She brought a paw up and wiped at her cheek before her lips. A sniffle as she tried to also rein in her emotions all at once. But then her attention was back on the fur and his face, trying to read it. Did he know why it would of even affected her so? She doubted he cared enough to tell her. "You moved away from where I put you to find this didn't you?" His question brought her to look up at his face. Shit, now he was going to get mad. Should she lie? No, if he somehow figured out she lied to him it could only make it worse. She let out a shiver then and shook her head. Sadly unable to explain that she just moved to find better cover. That her pelt was used to more tropical weather. She hadn't been running from him she felt that was obvious with the trail she had left for him to follow. She just wanted more wind blockage than she had had out in the open.
So her eye dropped back to the fur scrap. The perplexed look falling on her face once more as her tears came forth silently again. She was freaking cold, and now all this crap too. She was also making sure to breath from her mouth so she wouldn't smell the stench of that horrendous body pile.
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.
11-01-2024, 09:54 PM
His face didn't betray him. She was just as puzzled as she was perplexed. He finally fixed it with the next few words, "My girl... you have finally led me closer to what is mine..." A blink. She did? Who was it then? It didn't smell like his lover though. Her brows cam together in confusion. Then her eye went to the blood splatter and she gave it a small sniff, Archnemes stench was heavy in it. Perhaps one of Aryn's lackeys? Or a slave taker?
She swore the scent might be even the one she had heard commotion about once. He had been the one that always wanted the favored toys. She stood though and was about to move away from the site of this confusion when he made a word come out and her body froze with shock on her face as her eye went between the fur clump and him. "Morningstar..." Wasn't that his lover's last name? Is that what he had meant? The sound of the goat hitting the ground didn't even break her shock.
She had done something useful? And it was on complete accident. Was he going to throw her away soon? Would he kill her when they found his lover? Before it had been a pipe dream, something unachievable and inconceivable that she ever find what he wanted her to. "Fill your belly my little Kitten. We have a hunt before us. What happened here?" His voice finally broke her stupor. But it was already too late. The tears that had at least stopped were now flowing again. Why the fuck did it matter to her if he found this wolf? Why did it hurt like this? Why was she crying at every little fucking thing. She knew she was feeling moody but god damn.
Then her thoughts shut down for a minute. Puking at smells, crying and the other day happy for no reason. Math she needed to do math. She was throwing her satchel down and ripping her book out in an instant flipping to a page, it really didn't matter which. The volcano drawing in her eye sight but the next thing was the pencil. She was tallying it then. How long since the hot springs? Tally after tally went down as she counted the days. Then she was dropping the pencil. More shock. She hadn't thought it would happen. That he wasn't going to get anywhere with just the three times they had lain together. She stood there staring at the paper, trying to redo the math over and over and to prove herself wrong. He said he wanted to use her to breed, but would he be pleased? Excited? Love her for it just the same as she was loving him?
"Things I Hear"
She swore the scent might be even the one she had heard commotion about once. He had been the one that always wanted the favored toys. She stood though and was about to move away from the site of this confusion when he made a word come out and her body froze with shock on her face as her eye went between the fur clump and him. "Morningstar..." Wasn't that his lover's last name? Is that what he had meant? The sound of the goat hitting the ground didn't even break her shock.
She had done something useful? And it was on complete accident. Was he going to throw her away soon? Would he kill her when they found his lover? Before it had been a pipe dream, something unachievable and inconceivable that she ever find what he wanted her to. "Fill your belly my little Kitten. We have a hunt before us. What happened here?" His voice finally broke her stupor. But it was already too late. The tears that had at least stopped were now flowing again. Why the fuck did it matter to her if he found this wolf? Why did it hurt like this? Why was she crying at every little fucking thing. She knew she was feeling moody but god damn.
Then her thoughts shut down for a minute. Puking at smells, crying and the other day happy for no reason. Math she needed to do math. She was throwing her satchel down and ripping her book out in an instant flipping to a page, it really didn't matter which. The volcano drawing in her eye sight but the next thing was the pencil. She was tallying it then. How long since the hot springs? Tally after tally went down as she counted the days. Then she was dropping the pencil. More shock. She hadn't thought it would happen. That he wasn't going to get anywhere with just the three times they had lain together. She stood there staring at the paper, trying to redo the math over and over and to prove herself wrong. He said he wanted to use her to breed, but would he be pleased? Excited? Love her for it just the same as she was loving him?
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.
11-01-2024, 11:10 PM
She stood there, counting and recounting even as he stood over her and tried to make sense of the tally marks she had made to count. Her brain was running through everything. She had even been sleeping through her nightmares lately. Things were clinking into place and his voice broke her from her shock and concentration. "If that's how many meals I've given you so far I can hope you'll eat this one before I'm disappointed." A blink. Did he not know the math? Or had his tutors not taught him? Did miss Rose not teach him about this?
"Put this in your satchel and eat. Then write me what you think happened." He was putting the fur out for her. She looked to it then to him. she took it but didn't put it away. She placed it in her book and kept thinking. How the hell could she tell him? She couldn't stay in the north if she truly was gravid, and her math wasn't wrong. She had checked at least five times. A look back to him as he shoved the liver and organs at her. He was right to want to feed her more but now she would have a greater need of it wouldn't she. She would have to make certain he knew so he would hunt daily now.
The moment he was close enough a genuine grin spread on her face. He might take it as her attacking but she had no intentions of hurting him. No she was a flash as she launched her smaller form at him and made to wrap her arms around his neck and press her face into his chest, excitement bubbling under her skin causing her tail to swing rapidly behind her. He wasn't likely to be thrown backwards and that hadn't been her intention. No she had now done two things he wanted of her and it had brought excitement to her form. She was actually useful! For once in her life she wouldn't just be trash!
"Things I Hear"
"Put this in your satchel and eat. Then write me what you think happened." He was putting the fur out for her. She looked to it then to him. she took it but didn't put it away. She placed it in her book and kept thinking. How the hell could she tell him? She couldn't stay in the north if she truly was gravid, and her math wasn't wrong. She had checked at least five times. A look back to him as he shoved the liver and organs at her. He was right to want to feed her more but now she would have a greater need of it wouldn't she. She would have to make certain he knew so he would hunt daily now.
The moment he was close enough a genuine grin spread on her face. He might take it as her attacking but she had no intentions of hurting him. No she was a flash as she launched her smaller form at him and made to wrap her arms around his neck and press her face into his chest, excitement bubbling under her skin causing her tail to swing rapidly behind her. He wasn't likely to be thrown backwards and that hadn't been her intention. No she had now done two things he wanted of her and it had brought excitement to her form. She was actually useful! For once in her life she wouldn't just be trash!
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.
11-03-2024, 08:55 PM
"Why... are you happy...?" His question was only answered with her excitement. She was nearly vibrating with excitement. He must not of known what she was tallying or else his intellectual mind might of connected the dots. He was then pushing her back and she was putty to his whim. A grin on her face that for once touched her eye. "You don't have the brain worms do you?" she shook her head quickly. One might equate a pregnancy to having worms but she definitely didn't have those.
Her excitement wasn't dampered as he seemed clueless. Her eye cutting to the book and a paw pointing to it before she moved again, so the book would be between them, pencil grasped as she passed it. Her tail never stopped. Had her scent changed yet she had to wonder. He sat and flipped the pages to a blank one leaving the fur tuft in the center of the previous page's spine. Pencil then coming down to scrawl a few words. I think I'm pregnant. the words wrote large enough for him to see even from his spot had he not moved as she tilted the book to his view. Blue eye on his eyes as she waited for the realization to hopefully sink in for him. Would he be happy? Proud? Love the news? Or would he hate that she had become pregnant so quickly? She herself was overjoyed. She was going to be a mom and have a family! And the father was such a kindhearted man honestly.
"Things I Hear"
Her excitement wasn't dampered as he seemed clueless. Her eye cutting to the book and a paw pointing to it before she moved again, so the book would be between them, pencil grasped as she passed it. Her tail never stopped. Had her scent changed yet she had to wonder. He sat and flipped the pages to a blank one leaving the fur tuft in the center of the previous page's spine. Pencil then coming down to scrawl a few words. I think I'm pregnant. the words wrote large enough for him to see even from his spot had he not moved as she tilted the book to his view. Blue eye on his eyes as she waited for the realization to hopefully sink in for him. Would he be happy? Proud? Love the news? Or would he hate that she had become pregnant so quickly? She herself was overjoyed. She was going to be a mom and have a family! And the father was such a kindhearted man honestly.
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.
11-03-2024, 10:27 PM
His face didn't tell her whether he was happy or not but that was probably years of cleverly schooling his emotions. Her own was full of her pride at doing a good job and becoming useful. There was also the excitement of being pregnant written on her face. It was no wonder she was pregnant though with the way he had bedded her so much, not that she was complaining, he'd been a gentle man everytime except the once when he had gotten too excited.
"If you are... certain... Then you need to eat. I want strong servants or warriors from you." she was about to go back to writing a response, as he seemed uncertain that she really was pregnant, when he was shoving an organ in her mouth. She knew he would never accept her offspring with him as proper royalty but that was fine too. Would he want to keep her even after the pups were welped and weaned? Would he still love them? She hoped he would. Her teeth worked to chew the organ and her to swallow it down quickly. He really was intent on making her fat these days wasn't he?
"Now. If that truly is the case..." more doubt. Why would she lie to him? Why did he think she would? He looked to where she had found the tuft that had made her sad for some weird reason. Her own followed his. "We need a few more. Should we follow the Morningstar trail or the guards?" more? More what? More children? She supposed that would be possible in a year or so but his second part of the question had her narrowing her eye at the blood stain. That man had been disgusting. Always wanting to touch her and others when she had seen him. She could remember him holding down some and celebrating himself in them regardless of their wishes. She'd been lucky to be owned by Aryn and "off limits" for him. But with only Ultyr here...her tail went between her legs and she moved herself to press into Ultyr, seeking comfort and protection from that brute, dropping her book in the process. He had raped too many to let Lailah be comfortable with his prescience.
But Morningstar. Who the fuck were they? Would they be good? Keep their paws to themself? She'd been given the opportunity to pick, and her eye went to the tuft of hair. His answer there. The unknown was the safer option for herself. Plus if that guard was loyal to Aryn, he could turn on them and try to kill Ultyr.
"Things I Hear"
"If you are... certain... Then you need to eat. I want strong servants or warriors from you." she was about to go back to writing a response, as he seemed uncertain that she really was pregnant, when he was shoving an organ in her mouth. She knew he would never accept her offspring with him as proper royalty but that was fine too. Would he want to keep her even after the pups were welped and weaned? Would he still love them? She hoped he would. Her teeth worked to chew the organ and her to swallow it down quickly. He really was intent on making her fat these days wasn't he?
"Now. If that truly is the case..." more doubt. Why would she lie to him? Why did he think she would? He looked to where she had found the tuft that had made her sad for some weird reason. Her own followed his. "We need a few more. Should we follow the Morningstar trail or the guards?" more? More what? More children? She supposed that would be possible in a year or so but his second part of the question had her narrowing her eye at the blood stain. That man had been disgusting. Always wanting to touch her and others when she had seen him. She could remember him holding down some and celebrating himself in them regardless of their wishes. She'd been lucky to be owned by Aryn and "off limits" for him. But with only Ultyr here...her tail went between her legs and she moved herself to press into Ultyr, seeking comfort and protection from that brute, dropping her book in the process. He had raped too many to let Lailah be comfortable with his prescience.
But Morningstar. Who the fuck were they? Would they be good? Keep their paws to themself? She'd been given the opportunity to pick, and her eye went to the tuft of hair. His answer there. The unknown was the safer option for herself. Plus if that guard was loyal to Aryn, he could turn on them and try to kill Ultyr.
Ultyr as her current master may enter any of her threads as he sees fit, and is likely lurking somewhere near her regardless of his prescience in her threads.