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 Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 11:06 am
 FREEDOM! Freedom at last!
With her five children (all who were beautiful, yes, but a mistake) gone and grown up, she was free to resume her careless lifestyle. Yes, a careless lifestyle of purr and flirt without having to go 'OHBTW, HASTORUNTOTAKECAREOFMYLOT' and ruin the moment.
Because children truly did have a way of ruining their mother's fun. Or at least her's had.
But they'd gone off and grown up. At least for the most part.
However, she was going to enjoy herself and go on a romp through the grass to enjoy the day instead of dote on the horror of her middle child getting hellbent on 'fixing' mother. She'd deal with that little 'problem' on her own later.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 11:19 am
Hatsya was careless as could be, loping his way across the plains, untethered by a mate or children to care for, and reveling in every second of it. That is, apart from the fact that he always had an inner longing for female companionship. His eyes were closed, and his nose leading the way, for it was better than his one eye in most instances, and perhaps it would prove to be just what he needed.
However, the downfall of his navigation was that the moment he came upon a small burrow, he tripped, and flew forward, his stomach and chin skidding on the ground, and his teeth knocking against themselves.
Had someone just come across the scene, they would have presumed it fatal, but for the moan that came from the cheetah's throat. Hatsya was still, and too worried to open his eyes, lest their be a witness to his flight.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 11:28 am
WELL! It wasn't that often that a male fell down right at her paws! Further, such an attractive one as well (though truly all males were attractive to a goddess of love like Freya).
HMMHMMMHMMM. This was relevent to her interests! GODDESS FREYA ACCEPTS YOUR OFFERING. Now if he'd stop just laying there like a dead thing she'd probably be a tad more pleased with his crashlanding.
"You only look foolish when you fall and then just sit there, sweetheart." she said, lifting her gold-dipped paw to brush it over the tuft of fur on his forehead, a sly grin forming over her face.
Certainly she wouldn't be wanting anything outside of a little romp with the boy (as more children were most definitely not on her agenda), but first she'd have to play with him a little bit. A little bit of prrprr and teasing rather than a 'cat and mouse' ordeal.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 8:11 pm
Hatsya's stomach churned as a paw swept sensually across his brow, contorting his features as again he moaned. With his fortune, it had to be a female to see his blunder, and from the sound of her voice, an attractive one, no less. But he forced himself to roll over, opening his eyes to the sight of a burgundy beauty, and a charming smile crossed his face. It had been quite some time since he had associated with one of his kind, and Hatsya reached up with a gentle paw to bat at her face.
"Ah, but my dear," his voice was a crooning sigh, "Aren't we all fools in the game of love?"
Classic Hatsya.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 8:43 pm
Hmmhmmhmmmmm!
Oh yes, Freya did so enjoy it when she'd found another 'player' of the game, as was the case currently. It a) Made everything soooo much funner for her and b) made whoever it was that much more attractive.
She had no need for any male who would want to glue himself to her, afterall.
She nipped, gently, at the paw that was aimed at her face, before pulling her nose away from it. Naturally she had to play a little bit of her 'hard to get'... though it was far too late for her 'shy' card. But that one had also gone over well in the past.
"Ahhh, but not all are foolish...."
A pause...
"But sometimes it's so nice to be a fool, mmm?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:08 pm
Hatsya smirked as she took a shot at his paw, and concluded his roll to his stomach, gathering his lanky limbs beneath him before he rose to his feet, stretching them towards the sky and arching his back before bowing down low. Once he was done, the cheetah took a pass beside her, allowing his tail to caress her legs, and stepping so close that the air was thin between their bodies.
Naturally, Hatsya was hoping to take this meeting further than an afternoon's play date, and it was he that was currently duped. But his eyebrows furrowed in the feel of superiority, licking his chops as he thought of just how much he enjoyed when the female was a fool.
"Oh yes. Quite. Exhilarating to be swept off one's feet to the wonders of the unknown that is.... Love." Hatsya rolled the words off of his tongue, and allowed the last to hang in the air, looking and analyzing, but mostly admiring this lady cheetah before him.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:26 pm
Oh, if he wanted her to play a 'fool', she'd happily do it. Just as she'd played shy for Ba'kru and teasing for Makani. She certainly did have herself a nice plethora of male company around her paws.
Okay, so Ba'kru was old news and she hadn't seen Makani in a good amount of time. Didn't mean she couldn't still wrap them back around her paw if she needed to in the near future. Though currently her 'near future' was looking black and teal.
"MmmmmMmmm? That does sound quite lovely when you put it like that.." she purred back at him, rising up to her own paws to mimic his own walk around, though she kept her tail to herself, instead brushing her side against his eevvvverrrr so momentarily before stopping back where she'd started and looking back at him over her shoulder.
Oh ho ho.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:37 pm
As she passed by, Hatsya leaned into her for that brief instant, giddy and gleeful, and his breath escaped in a sigh. As she looked back at him, Hatsya's blood rushed even faster, and he stepped forward, lowering his body to the ground in a mock-hunting stance.
After all, for him, this was a hunt.
He stopped again to look up at her, his grin now twisted across his face, but still trying to keep his expression in check, lest she be scared away or grow a distaste for it. But even he felt that such extremes were unattainable, what with his devilish good looks.
Even so, he didn't realize that this female was playing on the same level as he, and he was ravenous for her name, and not knowing he could very well be playing into her paws.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 9:32 am
Oooooh, fiesty little guy, wasn't he? Certainly this little fellow couldn't be much older than her own children (Ouch), but in a way that was quite the compliment for her. Meant she wasn't losing her touch (and that she'd gotten her figure back after all those children! UGH) quite yet.
She continued her little ploy, however, leaning up on one of her front paws so she could let her hind legs out from underneath her for a sort of a damsel effect while pressing her other front leg up against her chest.
Working it, working it.
Besides, it seemed to her that he was enjoying himself at the given time. Might as well give him more to 'enjoy', mmm? Because it was unfair for her to get all of the enjoyment out of it, both in her own amusement as well as some good eyecandy.
It was a good day.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 10:44 pm
Hatsya was pleased, to say the least, by this show of feminine grace, and his expression was smug. And as she pushed, he 'pulled', stretching also but bowing in it as well, the gentleman to her lady. His head was low to look up to hers, and his rump was carried high in the air, like a puppy eager to play which is, if not for the difference in species, exactly what he would have been.
But now he could no longer restrain himself.
That thing within him had to know her name, but he tried to pass it off as casual. If she was already playing this hard-to-get, no doubt she would do the same with her identity. But even that was posing problems. Hmmm. Though he still smiled, he drummed his toes on the dirt as he brainstormed a solution, and even for Hatsya, this was proving to be difficult.
The boy rolled his shoulders and tilted his head before saying, "Oh but how well we must play this game, when what first we need is a name." Tch, Inner!Hatsya was moaning with distaste. Had he suddenly become a traveling bard? It was all he could do to keep from voicing his own woes of woo.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:15 pm
And oh how she enjoyed allowing him to play with the severed puppet strings, only mimicking their gestures to allow the ploy to go on.
The more he tried to push her name, the more she knew to hold it up above his head and not answer. Just like any well trained little flirt. His inquiry earned a well times raised rise to her paws and start a slow pace around her charming little companion, again making sure to just barely brush against his side.
Once she'd made her round, though, she was sure to throw herself into the grass, rolling over so she was belly up and pawing at the air with a grand look on her face. Her? Playing hard to get?
Why never!
However, she did have to play around with not giving the stranger her name, just because his reaction was oh so fun to mess with. "Mmmmmm, well I certainly have a name, so that's no problem~"
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:36 pm
Quite lucky for this lady, Hatsya was a gentleman. But, he was impatient, too. The contact was just a tease, and though it pleased his flesh, it left him still wanting. His good eye watched as she rolled over, and a faint grin passed his face, and though she had gotten him once, he was still amused.
Hatsya's lanky legs made their way over to her, and stopped, but not after placing themselves around her so that he now towered above her, and there was no longer any real rolling space. But it wasn't a dominating or forceful gesture. After all, they were just playing. Yet Hatsya lowered his face to hers, a breath away from her, and smiled before tilting his head. "Well that's most certainly good news, otherwise I'd have to name you myself~ And I must confess I'm not the best with such immense responsibility." He hummed and vibrated the air between their muzzles, a purr followed by the casual swishing of his tail.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 7:47 pm
Ooooh, so manly! Or something resembling it. But all of the charming and playing was definitely reminding Freya that she was indeed still so very young. Or at least making her feel that way.
When the male took his place to tower over her, she lifted one paw to press it, warningly and flirtatiously, against the fluff of his chest, the other paw curling against her own chest-fluff. Oh ho ho!
"Mmmmm, I'd say my own paws have only dappled in trying to think up names on ever so rare and occasion." Ooooh, ever so incriminating, yet somehow so very very vague. This was nice in it's own way. At least from where silly cheetur number Freya was laying.
"Not to mention I'd doubt any but my mother could have named me so aptly."
Mmmm, was she still going to dance around the topic of her own title? Certainly not. He was starting to lose that edge of 'fun' with that particular topic. "Freya, beautiful and fitting, is it not?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 8:25 pm
Hatsya tilted his head as he tried to decipher the meaning of her words. Well, he would figure it out sooner or later, it wasn't a pressing issue at the moment. His long back arched away from her paw playfully, though his nose was still close. It was his turn now. Once he had her name, he was satisfied. So he yawned in her face, and tilted his head. "Oh sorry, I can't say I caught that." He smiled in his charming-but-fake manner, and patted the side of her face gingerly with his paw before walking over her.
Freya, hmm? It was a lovely name, and suited her well. But his back was turned against her, and his steps began to suggest that it was all he'd come for, and now satisfied, would leave.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:41 pm
Hatsya was very ill-informed to assume that Freya was the sort to chase after any male who tried to worm his ways out of her paws. Men were men, afterall, and holding on to one had a way of making her miss out on others.
All she had to point to was her dearly not-so-departed Makani and how between him and a litter of five she'd very much missed out on proper male company she'd grown to love oh so much.
"Mmmm, I'd say that it's your loss then, sweetcheeks..." she teased, settling into her little niche in the grass and holding up one of her little dainty paws to stare at it, wiggling the toes under her gaze and smiling.
Ah, beautiful white little toes, were they not?
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