Kimaria
The adolescent moved stiffly but at the same time powerfully. His wounds suffered from his fight with Mbaya had healed now, though some of the deeper ones still aggravated him sometimes.
He had been thinking about her more and more lately, wondering where she was and what she was doing and whether she was okay. He had to admit that despite the fact he fought her and yelled at her there was somethign deep inside him that made him love her. He loved her more than anyone he had ever met - Kizuka included - and it was for this reason alone that he entered the graveyard and moved as quieltly as possible across the bones. His nose snuffled loudly as he went, trying to pick up her scent and finding it. Now all he had to do was follow it and there she would be!
He had been thinking about her more and more lately, wondering where she was and what she was doing and whether she was okay. He had to admit that despite the fact he fought her and yelled at her there was somethign deep inside him that made him love her. He loved her more than anyone he had ever met - Kizuka included - and it was for this reason alone that he entered the graveyard and moved as quieltly as possible across the bones. His nose snuffled loudly as he went, trying to pick up her scent and finding it. Now all he had to do was follow it and there she would be!
Zo-Zo
Lying amoungst the bones, the cream-coloured female was obvious against the dark ground. Her belly had rounded and she had to admit hunting had become terribly difficult. Her body otherwise looked awful, the skin drawn around her face and clinging to her ribcage. Snarling, she picked herself up as a scent crossed her nostrils. Mbaya had spent much time thinking about her future. Accepting she was to have a family was harder than she first thought. Perhaps she was wrong, maybe she couldn't do this on her own? She shook her head. She would raise her little warriors, and they would make her proud. Why couldn't they be more allies than children? Her brow furrowed, she had never been family orientated, so her situation was quite ironic.
She'd also been thinking of Hakan, the initial exictement of being his, had faded, but so had the immense shame. It was strange, where as before there was a heavy mixture of both regret and lust, now there was barely anything. Well, apart from the blindingly obvious sensation trapped within her stomach. She loved him, as much as she hated to admit it.
The adolescent suddenly realised whose scent she had recognised and felt her heart leap dramatically. "Damn it." She swore under her breath.
She'd also been thinking of Hakan, the initial exictement of being his, had faded, but so had the immense shame. It was strange, where as before there was a heavy mixture of both regret and lust, now there was barely anything. Well, apart from the blindingly obvious sensation trapped within her stomach. She loved him, as much as she hated to admit it.
The adolescent suddenly realised whose scent she had recognised and felt her heart leap dramatically. "Damn it." She swore under her breath.
Kimaria
Her words had been loud enough that Hakan had heard and the devilish black male drew himself forth, pulling his great weight up the bones to stand a few metres before her. His form was muscular and powerful and looking at him now, one could tell that he would be a collossal lion when reaching full growth.
The High Priest of the mighty Mrost gave a wide grin, his teeth glimering in his jaws as he set his eyes upon the large female.
Something twisted in his stomach and the heat of luist arose in him - though not as powerful as it had when Mbaya had been on heat. He loved her, that much was obvious to him now. If only he could express himself without the fighting.
"Well that's no way to greet your beloved mate is it?" He spoke huskily, "though I prefer harsh words over claws any day. Your little weapons have marked my body it seems." He purred and moved closer, intending to show some mocking affection towards her - if she didn't move away that was.
The High Priest of the mighty Mrost gave a wide grin, his teeth glimering in his jaws as he set his eyes upon the large female.
Something twisted in his stomach and the heat of luist arose in him - though not as powerful as it had when Mbaya had been on heat. He loved her, that much was obvious to him now. If only he could express himself without the fighting.
"Well that's no way to greet your beloved mate is it?" He spoke huskily, "though I prefer harsh words over claws any day. Your little weapons have marked my body it seems." He purred and moved closer, intending to show some mocking affection towards her - if she didn't move away that was.
