"Go and Wander." Said my heart.

...and so I would wander.

He would move closer, and even closer. She felt frozen, hardly daring to even breathe as he placed his head along her shoulder. Body would tremble. Things were out of hand... and there was not a damn thing she could do. Not a single lesson in fighting had ever been given... and even if she tried she was a small fae... this man would be able to overpower her. Eyes would squeeze tightly closed, a yelp escaping her, fearful as he lunged and grabbed her scruff. It wasn't as if he had broken skin... but the mere action scared her all the more. She was shaking more now, tears starting to form beneath closed lids. She forced herself to speak, if simply for the sake of trying to prevent the male from getting further annoyed. She did not realize the annoyance was not aimed at her. "I... I d-do not..." She would whimper out, hoping that somehow he heard her soft voice.




"Speech"

"Settle down." Said my heart.

...and so here it was I would settle down.

Her scream tickled that pale emotion along his groin, his body vibrating in silent excitement as he moves closer attempting to run his fur along hers. His paws carried him once again toward her, his ears flattened against his head, eyes narrowed down to thin slits as he stared at her, almost demanding submission as his mass asserted itself within the enclosure of the end.

Soon her tears where also starting, dripping down her face. The urges that drove the male forward now where primitive, his ears still plastered against his head he tries to bring his nose somewhere near her cheek, his tongue would then flash out, trying to slowly drag it across her face and upward to her eye to sweep up the tears. How he did love when they cried, it was even better when they plead for their lives, but all and all, tears where erotic to him.

"Th-e-re...th-e-re, th-at was all you had to say," he coos under his throat, his muscles under his fur twitching as he slowly sweeps his tongue back inside of his mouth. "We be-lie-ve we want to break you, and as-cend you to the hea-vens, you shall be mort-ally destroyed when we are finished, and your shell shall become a vassal for her."


"Speech"
'thoughts'

"Go and Wander." Said my heart.

...and so I would wander.

Their fur would mingle, her heart pounding horribly in her chest. Tears, they continued to roll down her cheeks, even if she wouldn?t open her eyes. ?Just let this be a dream... A horrible nightmare... Please let me wake up...? She would silently beg, pleading to some unseen god who would not hear her prayer. For right now... The only god paying her any mind was the brute near her. She would lower her head, tail tucking as she heard him edge closer to her yet again. How he prolonged it... How he prolonged her suffering... Sickeningly enjoying her torment. Her fear.

She would shiver, feeling his tongue slowly drag across her face up to her eye, taking away the tears that lingered upon her face. The slight coo in his voice would make her open her eyes just slightly, swallowing hard. She could barely stand to look at him, trembling. She felt sick... So helpless. She was at his mercy.

Break her... And ascend her to the heavens? Mortally destroyed... Only to become a vessel for her? Ellis would swallow. He spoke in a way she did not understand. ?For... H-her?? She would managed to ask. There was no escaping... Only the chance of possibly learning of, and coming to terms with, the fate this man had in store for her.




"Speech"

"Settle down." Said my heart.

...and so here it was I would settle down.

Tremble.

It was something mortals did when they where terrified, not to be confused for the shakes of a psychopath or the rage induced tumbles of hatred. Head would slide to the side as he regards her quietly, his body slides against her. His eyes note the way that she lowers her tail, would this stop his irritation? Perhaps, but at the moment he was too busy on focus on what exactly he was going to do to this female to make her body a proper residence for his divine lover.

"She is the the divine of wis-dom," The male rattles darkly into the small den as his jaws part once again, how he longed to put them to her flesh, but something was keenly holding him back. "We do prefer your col-oring, so you shall do as her ves-sel, but first..." The creature soon trails off, his ears pushing forward upon his head as his eyes narrow down.

His head attempts to run against her scruff, just so his chin would attempt to be somewhere above it as the dark growl seizes its away across his vocal cords. "Sub-mit Ellis, we do not want to bre-ak you com-ple-te-ly, but we sh-all if we ha-ve to."


"Speech"
'thoughts'

"Go and Wander." Said my heart.

...and so I would wander.

His body was pressing against her own, swallowing hard as she waited for an answer. Every tremble... Every moment that passed... It was torture for her soul. How she just longed that it was over... Everything that was going to happen... She just wanted it to be done. The waiting... It only served to fray her nerves, to hurt her even more. But... She was not the one in control here. Ellis knew... She could only go by what this man wanted. This... God. She would swallow hard as he answered her.

The divine of wisdom... So... She was to become the vessel for a goddess? Or that was what he was telling her... How was she to know if such a thing would even work...? She wasn?t sure how to respond to it... And the slight compliment the male granted her, saying that he preferred her coloring, was overlooked. She was hardly in any state to appreciate things of that nature. She would give a soft whine.

A soft, low whine would leave her, flinching as he moved his head over her body, his chin above her scruff as the growl left him. Submit. What choice did she have but to do so? The tears continued to fall, and the woman felt some part of her within breaking. ?I submit to you...? The words were hard to get out. She would turn her head just slightly, so that she could see him now out of the corner of her eye. ?A...ask... Ask of me what you will.? Her body was trembling even more now... It felt as her legs were going to give out under her.




"Speech"

"Settle down." Said my heart.

...and so here it was I would settle down.

Waste.

The time seemed to be deteriorating the female's state of mind, her tears, the whine, it was music to his ears. But this was the way of the predator, patience, drawing out the fear and irrational thoughts that would take over someone's mind and completely ruin them in time. This was the easy part, this was the part where he didn't even have to work, where no form of dominance would be needed except a sharp word, flattened ears, or a bite or two to the scruff to remind the victim that they where exactly that, just a victim.

The shake of her legs seemed to only excite the male more, his foreleg lifting as he attempts to place it somewhere upon her back and lightly push down. "We will purify you," the dark words where spoken with a sharp edge in his voice, the growl just trailing down from his lips. The same lips that his tongue ran hungrily across. "After, we will keep you near our side..." he spoke thoughtfully, his ears twitching upon his head.

"Af-ter th-at, we shall have your as-cen-sion done by the bl-o-od that shall be cr-ea-ted here today," The male states, his voice trailing slowly, the syllables being broken apart in a casual manner.


"Speech"
'thoughts'

"Go and Wander." Said my heart.

...and so I would wander.

Ellis would give a small shudder, adding to the general tremble of her body as his foreleg was placed upon her back, lightly pushing down. It would come... There was no denying that fact. She would listen, the sick feeling, the helplessness, all of it rising with her body. From this point on it would seem she no longer had any life. Everything she had done... Everything she had learned... It was for naught. Her lack of experience, of knowing of males will dark intent, had landed her here... And foolishly she continued to let it happen, even after there were warnings from within. She knew no other path than that of a follower... And her submission to this man was of course natural. Ellis would never be a fighter... Her heart was too light for such things.

There was a sharp edge in his voice, growling out the next words. Purify... Ellis couldn?t find words for this... Or the fact that he was going to keep her near him... She would show that she understood, however, that she would not argue against his choice, by giving a noticeable nod of her head. She would swallow hard, tears continuing to flow from her teal-green eyes. The paths they took down her cheeks were becoming more and more clear now.

Her ascension... Done by the blood that would be created here... How exactly was that to be done? This ascension? It was obvious enough what the other part meant... Children. Whatever needed to happen... Pups would be involved. Ellis would give another nod, heart pounding so loud that the sound rang in her ears. Of all that he could tell... Would he be able to hear that as well? She wanted to ask questions... But... She was so afraid now... It was hard to form them in her mind. ?...O-okay...? She managed to get some sort of verbal response out... But it was so quiet it might have sounded more like an odd breath than a word.




"Speech"

"Settle down." Said my heart.

...and so here it was I would settle down.

Urges.

Her quaking under his paw was like pleasurable raindrops against his skin. This was excitement, his hind claws dug into the soil as his weight shifts, his foreleg pressing down onto her back as he slithers across her, taking what he believes to be rightfully his in a matter of minutes, passing along his genetic code before slithering away from the female, how interesting that was, the excitement that buzzed along his flesh was gone in a matter of seconds.

That same excitement was replaced by a keen, hateful, protectiveness of this female that would play host to his spawn, and vessel for the divine that he would soon call within her body. Seconds ticked away to minutes before the male leapt away from his involuntary mate, his ears rotating on top of his head as he only casts her a strange glance.

"If you have qu-es-ti-ons, we sug-gest you ask now, plans within plans, the wheels are set in motion." The throaty rattle of the male sounds around him before he continues to regard the female thoughtfully for a moment longer before chuckling under his breath.


"Speech"
'thoughts'

"Go and Wander." Said my heart.

...and so I would wander.

Eyes would squeeze closed again, ears pressing flat to her skull as she braced herself for it. The pain. He would position himself, stealing from Ellis her virginity among other things. She tried to hold back, tried to resist completely sobbing as she was taken. Her life... It was gone. Birch... ?owyn... Laria... Sequoyah... How would the small family feel when they returned to the bay and found her gone? ?I am so sorry... I?ve failed all of you...? The healer thought, silently apologizing to her friends, the closest thing to a family she had here in Alacritia. She would never be able to face them... Even if she would be able, some day, to meet with them again.

Ellis? spirit... Her confidence... And even part of her mind had indeed been broken.

Finally it was over... And the femme found herself feeling weak. She just wanted to crumble to the den floor. She could smell a bit of blood from her first time... And the strange scent of the breeding. It made her head spin with sickness. Slowly she would look up to the male, eyes opening. Tears still slowly leaked from her eyes.

?How... Is this to go about...?? She would question. Her voice was quiet... Still edged with fear... But... At the same time... It seemed a bit more hollow. Her heart had sunk... Willpower, for the moment, doused. Perhaps though, sometime soon, she would gain one last gathering of boldness. One last will to try and resist... But for the moment there was only obedience.

She would lower her gaze now. ?To... Have the divine of wisdom come and use me as her vessel... How... How does that work...? And... What will become of this part of me?? Such a low tone... A broken tone indeed. She felt filthy... ?...and... Where do we go from here?? Would they leave the bay or stay...? Would he try something to the small family that also called the territory home if they did remain here?




"Speech"

"Settle down." Said my heart.

...and so here it was I would settle down.