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 Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 1:31 pm
[Continuation from Above]
Trovalius: -Frowns a little deeper but lets out a huff of relief, in a ways.....knowing that maybe she too was selfish afterall in wanting him around. Curling his wing tighter as he almost carried her weight, he made sure to keep on track now that the house was in view, tail flicking side to side as he strode- I suppose....not that I shouldn't have had complete controll from the get go....but thats when one gets when they abandon their heritage. -guilt still laced heavily in his tone, slowing down as they reached the side enterance as he pushed it open with his head; hoping she'd be able to walk in at least-
Leyla: *Taking a little step in, she tested herself. It seemed she was able to support the weight. Putting more pressure, she placed the next paw, and continued until she reached inside. Taking a moment to pause and take in the surroundings, she inhaled all that was around. Instinctivly, her wings spread themselves out as if to sun-out and dry; though the sun was long gone by now. This place had become very much a safe haeven to her, and an other-worldly feeling always gripped around her when she was to enter. Sapphire blue eyes shut once again, and her head tilted up to listen around at it's serenity.*
Trovalius: -Keeping an ever vigilant eye on Leyla to make sure she didn't stumble or fall, he shut the door tight to keep everything sound inside. It felt good to be back in his utopia as he returned to her side and curled his wing back under her torso; just incase.- This way.... -he hushed, as the butterflies had all seemed to have gone to sleep for the night while he lead her off the stone path to where he'd never taken her before. Although it was awkward to have the both of them head between the fauna, the pair soon came on a nest of sorts, thick, lush moss growing against the back of the falls and along the ground which made a perfect bed....from the indentation it was obvious this was where the demon slept- You can rest here, Leyla....untill you get your strength back. Do you need anything..?
Leyla: *Following his lead, she kept from making any sort of disterbance to the quite solitude. Being brought to the ground greenery before her, she smiled as it seemed perfectly fitting for him. Though, she couldn't help but wonder if she were to damage it by laying upon it. Getting the reassurance and permitance to lay here, she gave a small nod.* Thank you, Trovalius.. *she kept her voice quiet as well, incase any little friends were slumbering nearby. His question made her think for a moment, and let her rest her head against his shoulder.* Will you lay with me..? *she asked hesitently.* Unless... you are to attend to something else?
Trovalius: -Raises a brow, still not used to all of her little displays of affection as he nodded quietly.- No....now that spring has come my watering doesn't need to be as frequent. -He mumbled to keep his voice low, slowly uncurling his wing from around her to take a step onto the mossbed, settling down and lifting his wing so she could lay beside him-
Leyla: *nervously taking a careful step onto the vegetation, she tested it's resistance. Finding her body to be worthy enough, she placed her paws gently along the moss, until she reached his side. Lowering down next to him, she nuzzled up against his larger body, and curled her body up; letting her tail line along her. Her head rested down on her paws, and long slender ears draped back in a lax fashion. She could feel her eyelids were heavy with the coaxing of sleep, but she only allowed them to shut half way.*
Trovalius: -Not as tired as she since he'd gotten decent rest, remained still while she got comfortable at his side. It was odd to him that he'd be sharing his bed with anyone but the fungus, yet they were bound to sleep where he slept and go where he wandered. Draping his wing across her back and side, he laid his head over her neck while his tail curled around her hips for warmth, not that she'd really need it in the comfortable temperature of the garden- .....Sleep well... -he muttered, knowing he'd have time to think for a while untill he too would eventually fall asleep.
Leyla: *a little sigh breathed from her as she was finally comfortable and content. The swells of pain quickly started to silence as sleep began to take hold of her almost immedeatly. His warmth only helped the process, in allowing her body to relax atop the plush moss. Words wanted to form aloud, but she was much too tired to even open her mouth. As she seemed to drift off, a little flicker of gold fluttered from where they'd entered. It flittered gracefull as she, and hovered around the couple. Finally, it landed atop Leyla's snout, and walked along it's length. The vixen didn't wake to the tiny little feet, and the light licks the little friend gave at the droplets of water on her muzzle.*
---------------------Week skip ----------------------
Trovalius: -A week had passed and all seemed to be well, he'd insisted she remained with him for the time being in the garden just to make sure she healed and didn't succumb to any infections. The morning was anew as he was busy in the pond cleaning out the algea which threatened to clog the lines for fresh water...he wasn't sure where Leyla was....but with the abundance of wildlife in the gardens he was sure she was busy with them-
Leyla: *His assumption was correct. She had taken roost to a nice patch of grass that had the sun's rays graced upon them. Her body was curled up as she was absorbing the warmth. The butterfly's were eager to her wakening, and fluttered about her playfully. An ear twitched as a little monarch had landed on the tuft of her ear. Eyes blinking slowly, she saw the aray's of colors flickering around her excitedly. Smiling she looked along all of them.* Well hello, little one's.. *she cooed, lifting her head carefully. As if they were flustered by her voice, the little beauties flittered in little patterns around her. Giggling lightly, she watched their display, and stretched out her own wings. A few began to land onto her body in various spots; littering her with plenty of artificial colorings. Eventually, the creatures fell into a pattern of sorts, clustering on her ear tufts, back, neck, and her wrapped tail. Aside from one, who took his roost atop of her snout. Knowing this one's habit, she watched the little yellow winged friend waver his delicate petals.* So bold you are. *she teased.*
Trovalius: -Yawning softly as he stretched out his back from leanding down, his tail flicked as he sniffed the air....smelling something off. Tilting his head, he wondered what that scent could be...moreso if he should be concerned. Persing his lips with a frown, the demon shook his head and continued to fish the final bits of algae from the tube as the water flowed more freely into the pond.-
What's up Trovie?
Not sure....can you sense anything off, Morris? -he grumbled, not bothering to look back-
Nothing troubling....maybe you're losing it?
Leyla: *A yawn managed to sneak up on her, and the butterfly held on tightly as her mouth widened. She'd been so tired lately. Her usual naps had grown longer, and had become much more frequent. Bowing her head again, she curled her head around to rest on her tail tip. Just a few more minutes couldn't hurt, hm? The butterfly's reassembled, scooching down along her spine. A line of color from her snout, all the way down to the base of her tail. Even their wing wavering was in time. She'd wondered if Trovalius had noticed the slight change as well, though she figured not since he hadn't said much of the matter. Perhaps it would be appropriate to speak to him about it?*
Trovalius: ....Must be. -Padding his way through the pond he stepped out onto the stone path and shook out the water which had soaked his fur. Sniffing the air casually it seemed the smell had vanished...no matter; must have not been important then. Making his way back to where his bed was only to hear as he approached Leyla's voice, his brow raised curiously....was she still sleeping? Upon rounding the corner and getting her into sight he stopped just short of the moss, eyeing her and the butterfly- You...just waking up?
Leyla: *Perking her ears at the voice, she looked over to the male. A little smile lifted on her face.* Oh, yes. I suppose the sun's made me a bit.. tired. *the butterfly's reassembled once again, moving to lay along the length of her tail, which covered most of her body. Feeling a little blush warm on her face, she crosed her paws over each other.* Has your morning been well?
rovalius: I see... -shoots a look up to the skies through the glass of the roof, not sure if he believed it but wasn't about to question her antics. Flicking a bit more water from his tail, he sat down on the ground as he not wished to get the moss wet while she was still laying on it to rest- Fairly. The filter was nearing clog point again, as well as something tried to dig in last night...so that needed to be filled again....busy, all in all. -raises a brow, tilting his head before his brows furrowed- You alright...your eyes look funny...
Leyla: *She smiled and nodded as he explained his day.* Very busy indeed. *The plethera of butterflies seemed to be tugging at her tail, as if to reveil what was hidden. Flustering more, she glanced at them, before looking back to the demon.* O-oh. Yes, I'm fine.. *she looked down at her paws, idly smoothing a piece of moss, wishing the little insects would stop their fussing.*
Trovalius: -content with being none the wiser about her female....issues, he nodded his head slowly- I can go out and dig up some food, if thats whats up? You haven't eaten all morning...
The butterflies say she's hiding something.
-Instantly his brow rose again, looking down at Morris before his gaze slid over to Leyla....and of course the butterflies he didn't care to notice trying to take off while holding onto her tail- What.....do you mean.
....Oh i'm not going to say anything else. -Morris replied cheekily, earning a giggle from his fellow fungus as it seemed the demon was the only one in the dark-
....-As a frown settled on his face, his attention was completely turned to Leyla....clearly not enjoying being left out-
eyla: *Meeting his eyes for a moment, she quickly looked away, clearly embarressed.* ...I-it's.. *she looked back at the covered stomach, re-folding her wings nervously.* It's nothing... to worry about, dea- Trovalius. *Catching herself before using another name of endearment, she tightened her tail around herself more. The butterflies were frantically trying to show the excitement of what lay hidden behind her tail's veil.*
Trovalius: -Quickly getting annoyed as no one willingly was telling him what was going on, a low irritable growl rose in his throat- No matter if its nothing to worry about, I'm not going to be screwed around while everyone is off laughing! -He snapped a bit, before taking a deep breath to calm himself quickly before things got out of paw. Rising to his paws to see what the fuss was about, he got about a foot away untill he paused dead in his tracks....his snout scrunching as that scent was back in full force. It smelt.....strong, off, but definately noticeable. Thinking back to where he'd smelt it before....the image of Koyuki flashed into his mind and in an instant his face dropped; looking like he'd been hit by an angry bull as his eyes snapped to Leyla's.....not needing any words to express he figured it out-
Leyla: *Fidgiting nervously as he came closer, she only looked at him for a split second before tearing away. The butterflies lifted off from her, and nestled around her on the moss, giving way to the approached male. Feeling foolish once again, she did all she could to try and keep the growth hidden still.* .... *Opening her mouth to say something, she closed it, unsure of what exactly TO say.*
Trovalius: ..... -Folding his ears back, he leaned down and gently pulled her tail away with his teeth; noticing the obvious bulge in her once streamline torso. So it had happened, she'd conceived. He wasn't sure how far along she was consdered, it only having been a week since well.....he really didn't want to think about it; nor was he impressed that what was now growing inside her had been spawned from such a despicable act on his behalf. Snorting, his eyes lingered only for a few moments before veering off to the side- .....Did you plan on telling me?
Leyla: *Keeping her eyes down, she flattened her ears back as the bump was exposed. A shameful look on her face, she watched her paws clentch gently at the moss for comfort.* I... wasn't sure how to... *she was more fearful that he would do away with her all together if he were to find out.. though it would have only been a matter of time until it'd be much too obvious not to tell.*
Trovalius: -Once again her scent changed, at least this time he was able to immediately pick up on what it was. Fear.....He watched her body language, as if she'd suddenly seen him as some kind of enemy. It stung, actually....despite kids were never on his agenda....he would have hoped that she'd be a little more clued in on how he felt. Hell, he'd never have brought her here in the first place, even after he'd lost it with her, if he didn't give a damn- .....You're afraid. -He spoke, taking a tentative step back from her-
Leyla: I'm sorry, Trovalius... *she looked to the bulge of her stomach, her eyes softening at it's perfect shape.* ..I didn't know if you were ready for this sort of thing, or not.. I didn't want to burden you with it.. you've already done so much for me.. *maybe it would be best if she were to leave. The last thing she wanted to do was plague her with something he never wanted.*
Trovalius: -He didn't know what to think, figuring that her prior pregnancies were probably more joyous than this announcement....gritting his teeth he sunk down to his haunches, his head still turned away from her. Kids changed everything, it was this which he despised so much about producing offspring with someone special rather than mass breed with his own kind for more troops- I wouldn't have said what I did if I didn't think of the concequences, I'd do anything to make you happy, Anything.....as I think i've just prooved. -he huffed, eyes opening into narrow slits- Yet if you're now unable to accept what I am with kits in the picture....I can't damn well change your mind for you.
Leyla: *Feeling very much guilty at this point, she heaved herself up on her paws. Stepping carefully, she moved closer to him.* ..I apologize for not telling you sooner... I was being inconciderate... I hope you can forgive me... *cautiously, she gave a little touch to his shoulder with her nose.* I want you to be happy too... *She sat, feeling the new weight taking it's toll on her little body. Her stomach was a pudge now, and grazed the little flairs on the back of her elbows when she sat.*
Trovalius: .....Im not sure if I can ever be completely happy.... -The demon sighed, ear twitching gently at the touch to the shoulder before he lifted his head back up stright and looked down at her; easily able to see the difference now that she sat up. More than one....he knew that right off the bat- Yet if a demon can have a happy life, I guess I already have it. -shakes his head and rolls his eyes- Besides, if I try and remain angry at you i'll get an earfull. -all in all, she was forgiven....although he had no mind to tell her he still wasn't sure on this whole parenting notion- .....are you happy, with this?
Leyla: *Smiling lightly, she gave an affectionate little lick to his shoulder. Glancing down at the pudge, she looked up at him.* I'm a bit nervous... seeing as this is only the first week... I've never been able to hold on past a week and a half... *she pulled back and placed a paw on top of the bump.* ...I don't want to lose them.. *rubs gently on the plump little orb lovingly.* ...I'm glad to have at least have the chance... *blushes again.* And for you to be the father...
Trovalius: -Thinks about it, but shakes his head, adjusting his weight- Space will do me no good if I can't adjust. It'll just be something....I need to get used to. I'm not some young pup...the demons of today are watered down that their blood holds none of what made us dark....while this makes them slip into society as norms; well....demons of my era were never parents for good reasons; its difficult to try and accept this as reality. You'll be safest here....you're welcome to stay if you like; yet I will not keep you here like a prisoner.
Leyla: *Listening, she watched him. Of course she wanted to stay.* I understand... I'll try to make this as painless as possible for you. *she smiled* After all... not everything will change. Simply new additions to care for. We can learn together, as this will be all new to me as well. Even if I have cared for a few kits from time to time. *her tail curled around her back haunches, looking back to the growth.* ..would... you like to feel...?
Trovalius: -flinches away abruptly, his instincts telling him it was a bad idea....yet seeing the peaceful and maternal smile on her face and just how happy she was about it made him reconsider. Tilting his head while his ears slid back against his skull he cleared his throat and stood- I...suppose. Although i'd hope you know what you're doing since I sure don't.... -lifts a paw, but seems hesitant- ....it won't...do anything right?
Leyla: *Studying his behaviour, she couldn't help but giggle* Of course not. It may move a little, but nothing that bad. *she flicked the tip of her tail slowly, giving an example by petting along the bulge herself.* It's alright.
Trovalius: Move...? Good lord... -a small grimace curled on his lips as he shuffled over to the femme, a paw gingerly placing on her bulge. It was slightly hard under his touch, staring as if he'd suddenly be blessed with x-ray vision to see the kits- Can you....feel them?
Leyla: *Watching him, finding his body language quite amusing, she followed to his paw.* Sometimes, I can. If they move to change position. *a little smile perked on her face as she gently placed her paw ontop of his.* But they're quite still most of the time. They're good, little ones. ~<3 *her ears layed back in a lax fashion while gazing at the little pudge lovingly.*
Trovalius: -Slides his ears back, a serious look crossing his face as if he'd suddenly feel movement; yet alas, there was none. A strange forlorn look spread over his face as her paw rested on his....was this how his parents had felt when he was conceived, or had it just been a sense of duty between the high ranked demon mates?- Must...take after you, then.
Leyla: *Stroking his paw lightly with hers, she closed her eyes.* You, as well.. When ever a cold chill nips by, they become rather uncomfortable. *she giggles softly, letting her back hunch tiredly. There was a little movement, as one of the kits adjusted it's position, but very faint and for only a split second. Her tail tip flicked calmly at the feeling, still trying to get used to it's odd sensation.*
Trovalius: You can tell they're cold...? -Was about to continue but it only took that split second for him to reel back, nearly falling over with eyes wide and a dumbfound look of confusion on his face- Ah...they....they moved! -His rich brown orbs trailed from his paw, to her belly and finally to her face.....although she'd done it before for just a bit did she not find it odd as well?
Leyla: *Unable to resist a giggle, she placed her paw to her mouth in order to muffle it. Nodding, she flicked her tail.* Yes. The did. *her eyes peeked back down at her tummy.* They must be happy their father's here. *she murmured, adjusting herself to stretch her weary back. Looking back at his expresion, she managed another giggle.* You look as if you've seen a ghost, Trovalius. *her head tilted.* They're not going to hurt you. *she teased, letting her ears tilt along with her head.*
Trovalius: -folding his ears down flat on either side of his head a irritable look overtook his features, one without bite. Did they really recognize him? He knew they would have similar traits thanks to him and Leyla....but still. Standing tall, he shook out his fur and sat back on his haunches- Well...hmm....Do you need anything..?
Leyla: *She shook her head lightly, and sat upright again, letting her front paws place on the ground.* No, I'm quite alright as is. *Though suddenly, she had a strange desire surface in her mind. Flipping her ears up, she raised a brow at the random demand that her body seemed to crave.* ...you wouldn't happen to know of any quail that might be around here, would you...? *she asked, almost hesitently, as she hadn't ever really been much of a meat-eater herself. Which would probably be the reason for her short stature.*
Trovalius: ...Quail? - His own brow shot up, wondering what the heck was going on with the femme anyways; having never pegged her for a meat eater....but what was more frustrating was that quails of the region would still be very skiddish with winters months finally releasing its grip- I could try....but I can't guarantee. Its not exactly the best time for them right before mating season.... -of course, they'd be swarming with the vermin soon-
Leyla: *Flushing lightly, she turned away, and placed a paw to her cheek. Perhaps it was those craving's she'd always heard about. For some odd reason, the thought of plump quail really made her salivate. Eyeing her bulbous stomach again, she assumed it to be the work of the babies.* O-oh.. nevermind, then. I don't even know why I asked... *she laughed nervously, flipping her ears back. Turning to her side, she heaved herself onto all four paws. The full tummy almost grazed the ground, due to how short she was, but was a good three inches off. Stepping towards him, she payed extra careful attention to the moss, as not to harm it with the added weight.* Perhaps... we could go out? See what else the Spring has brought?
Trovalius: -Letting out a drawn out sigh once he noticed her knowing gaze to her abdomen, he realized it must have been a hunger....no, what did they call them? Ah yes, Craving. Narrowed orbs rolled while he stood up to meet her once she got close- No....We'll find something. With kits you should be eating more....especially demons.... -motioning with his head to come; he lead a slow pace towards the exit- A walk would be good though..
Leyla: *A little smile played along her mouth.* So that's why I've been going through fruit as if I were to hibernate... *giggling softly, she trotted up to his side, brushing along him until she was at his shoulders. Folding her wings neatly, she peeked up at him, feeling a little flutter of joy in her heart. Smiling internally, she swished her tail behind her as they walked.* I wonder if the tulips have bloomed..
Trovalius: -Breathing out a bit, he knew demons often needed nourishment from meat; especially ones with close to or pure blood. The kits wouldn't be pure, yet with a demon of his ranking he was sure they could be the reasoning for her hunger. Keeping his pace managable by her means, he held open the door once they arrived before venturing out into the spring time world- You'll need more than fruit, i'm afraid. Do you eat meat regularily?
Leyla: *Stepping delicately out into the embrace of the world, she felt the sun wash over her. Lifting her head, she closed her eyes, and inhaled the fresh air. She'd missed it's touch ever so much. The little ones seemed to stir as well from the new enviroment. Her ears layed lax against her neck.* It feels so nice... *she whispered, with a wind rolling by. Turning her head to follow it, she smiled gleefully, and let her wings unfurl to stretch along the little breeze. Opening her eyes, she glanced to him.* Meat doesn't appeal to me, all too much.. It's taste is slightly offsetting to me..
Trovalius: -Twisting his head to gaze down at her as she embraced all that was the outdoor world, inwardly he smiled....somehow when he was around her, he just had that feeling that everything was going to be alright. Besides, if he could tollerate her with ease; offspring of hers should be the same....right?- You might have to just do it....if it so happens there are any majority blooded demons in there they'll need meat regularily. -Turning his head to catch the breeze, he spread his toes and dug his claws into the ground; closing his eyes as he seemed to listen....ears twitching and turning every which direction as a look of concentration remained strong on his face-
Leyla: *Giving a soft sigh, she nodded in understandment. She was well aware of the inconveniant changes that came with the carrying of kits. Though she repulsed the taste of meat, she would do what ever it took to nurish her babies. Feeling her under feathers flutter and make a soft buzz sound, she lifted her head more. Well. She could tollerate the taste for the short time. Looking to him, seeing how he took in the outside, her tail flicked calmly. She leaned her head to him so as to nuzzle against his shoulder, giving a little lick under the collar on his neck.* I trust your judgement...
Trovalius: -Trying to listen when it became increasingly hard to when Leyla nuzzled up into his side, licking under his collar which in turn sent a chill down his spine. Focus. He had to focus. THERE!- Snapping his eyes open, he nibbled in a random display of affection; no time to talk as he took off into the woods with a snarl....-
Leyla: *Suprised by his reaction, she slowly followed after him, but stopped, as she wouldn't be able to keep up. Settling herself down, she realized his intentions. Another waft of playful wind flittered by her, making the little tufts of her ears lift. Lifting a paw, she licked at it daintily, and smoothed down a little patch of fur on her stomach. The little ones adjusted again, making her have to fidgit in order to be comfortable again. Her tail curled around herself, ears wavering to listen for him and anything else that may be around. One of the butterflies escaped along with them from the inside utopia, and fluttered over to take roost upon her head.*
Trovalius: -Having only been gone for several minutes, with some rather loud cursing here and there he finally had returned with what he'd left to retreive. Slinking back into the meadow he held in his maw two large quails, approaching Leyla before setting the pair down at her paws.....he'd just been fortunate enough to be at the right place at the right time with their little flock scurrying close by; heading north as the summer weather would follow them quickly- Eat.... -he breathed, flopping to his stomach as he cleaned off his paws and snout-
Leyla: *Seeing her dear companion return gallantly with the game in his mouth, a little smile peeked on her mouth. The sight of the quail made her ears perk. As they were placed before her, she flattened back her ears, and lowered her head to sniff at them daintily. She'd often seen these precious little things scurrying about, and took to liking their company, but now she was to eat them? The thought made her uneasy, but her stomach and mouth told her otherwise. Opening her mouth, she prepped her teeth around the breast of the bird, in a gesture to take a bite. Pausing a moment to close her eyes, she clamped down on it's plush chest. Wincing at the feel of her teeth sinking into the flesh, she pulled back as a few feathers were tacked onto her tongue. A frown furrowed just barely on her forehead, while lifting a paw to remove the plumage. Staring at the bird, she felt rather ignorant, as she didn't know how to eat such a food.*
Trovalius: -pauses in his grooming for a moment to look over to the femme, for once letting out a bit of a laugh on his deep vocals while shaking his head- You really are a hopeless carnivor, aren't you? -stands and moves over to the femme, placing his paw on its head to hold it down while he grabbed a wing and tore, exposing the meat and removing the plumage. Repeating the process with the second, his eyes wandered up to make sure she was alright before lifting his head- ....think you can manage now..?
Trovalius: -pauses in his grooming for a moment to look over to the femme, for once letting out a bit of a laugh on his deep vocals while shaking his head- You really are a hopeless carnivor, aren't you? -stands and moves over to the femme, placing his paw on its head to hold it down while he grabbed a wing and tore, exposing the meat and removing the plumage. Repeating the process with the second, his eyes wandered up to make sure she was alright before lifting his head- ....think you can manage now..?
Trovalius: -Tilting his head curiously, he watched her devour the quails easily and rather quickly....impressed, not that he'd say so. He could feel his own stomach grumble in complaint that he hadn't eaten yet...but the quail would be but a light snack in comparison to the food he needed to consume. Following along the blood which stained her usually pristine pelt, the demon...in an act rarely seen sat down to her side as a paw moved up to rest on her opposite cheek while he cleaned the blood from her snout. It seemed....oddly natural for the demon, perhaps since she'd taken part in something that was more demonic than angelic that he felt at ease-
Leyla: *Pricking her ears up, she was instantly relaxed at his gesture. His tongue soothed her, letting her eyes close while she was groomed. A soft 'murr' purred from her, as she paused cleaning her paws to enjoy the feel of his affections. The kits had calmed after her feast, their desire for meat satisfied. Her tail wrapped along him, wanting to be as close as possible to him. Turning her head to his lightly, she gave a little lick to touch her tongue to his a few times, before stopping to let the grooming commense.*
Trovalius: -Folding his ears back as his eyes snapped back from his calm trance, he blinked at the femme....not really realizing his intimate a moment it really was till he evaluated and found his blood pressure rising slightly- Hnnm. Sorry.... -he hushed out on a quiet breath, turning his head away as he took a few calming breaths. No where near the danger zone he kept his position, but instead rested his chin atop her head-
Leyla: *Picking up on his nervousness, she smiled kindly. Understanding, she she closed her eyes again under his towering presence. Leaning to him, her bulb of a stomach lightly pressed against his arm, but refused to stir as the kits were resting now. The words she'd felt want to utter before suddenly began to resurface. It felt appropriate to say them, yet she wasn't going to risk ruining their comfortable closeness. Perhaps another time, if he were to still have her then.*
Trovalius: -Falling into his own thoughts as he dare not move as she cuddled closer, he was only interrupted by the audiable grumbles of his own stomach, folding his ears back with a sigh.....the sun had made him feel at peace...yet of course his body would have none of that- I will need to eat too....-the demon muttered, looking down at the sun blessed femme-
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 2:23 pm
Leyla: *Resting against him, very much content and calm, she closed her eyes.* Perhaps you should retrieve something for yourself then, hm? ..I'm not sure I can be of much help though, as most of the fruits have not matured yet, leaving them to be kept from harvesting. *The sound of his pulse could be felt against her, making her breathing change to fit with his. This was far better than the male she'd been with before... of course he was angelic like her, but he was far more interested in other females than staying close to just one. After she hadn't been able to conceive for him, he'd simply given up all hope and care for her. And yet... she couldn't help but feel that perhaps these kits were what kept the demon around. Hopefully it wasn't a sense of duty or responsibility that made it so. Her body pressed against him more while doing away with such thoughts.*
Trovalius: Yes....I'll need to; least we want something like before to happen again... -The demon rose to his paws, pulling lightly from her side as to not have her toppling over. He knew he'd need some big game from the week he'd dare not leave her side....the guilt of responsibility for her well being had kept him hungry and unwilling to leave.- Stay here....relax. I wont be too far. -Taking a few steps out towards the woods, he stopped and looked back- Just....yell, if you need anything...
Leyla: *Giving a little nod, inhaling the last of his scent and warmth before he freed from her, she looked to him. Her tail gracefully curled around her tiny body while she watched him leave for his feast. Watching his figure grow smaller, a light sigh escaped her lips. She'd found herself coming much to close to speaking words that could very well dig her into a heap of trouble. It just never seemed appropriate, logically, to say such things. She'd already been out of line with him more times than she'd ever though to be, it would be best to try and stop here. But... being around him only made her want to feel against him. To place little affections and comforts. Flushing at her thoughts, she shook her head of them, and looked off the opposite way from him. Spotting a few budded tulips, a smile sliped on her face. Their pastel underside gave way to hints of what colours they would possess.*
Trovalius: -The sun was beginning to set when the Demon had finally found something suitable to hunt; and like the deadly breed he was he'd set chase to the wild boar, taking it down with a bit of difficulty considering it was a pack head and rathern d burly for the boars around the region. Suffering a few gashes on his shoulder and underbelly, the demon was quick to dig in to satisfy the mild bloodlust he'd began at the beginning of the hunt. Once finished, he made quick haste to drag the unfinished carcass back to the garden as he felt he'd been gone much too long from the femme's side. In no time he stopped near the door, looking around for the femme-
Leyla: *Having wandered over to the tulips, her nose gently placed against them to inhale the watered down aroma that lingered. As soon as she had, they immedeatly sprung open into a large blossom. Slightly alarmed, she pulled back. Soft little voices whispered sweet little words to her, causing her to flush even more from the compliments. Gingerly, she sniffed at them again, making their petals slowly close to hug at her snout. Giggling quietly, she gave a sweet little lick to their shells, making them seem to plump up even more. Suprised by this, she stared at them all curiously. Maybe the demon's bite had contributed to this odd enhancement. Flipping her ears up, she caught scent of fresh blood spill and earth. Looking towards it, she spot her partner. Eyes widened at his state; eyeing along the scratches. Instantly rising to her paws, she padded to him nervously.* Trovalius.. are you alright..? *worry tainted her voice as she looked him over, inspecting the depth of the gashes, and amount of blood that he was expelling.*
Trovalius: -Ears perking as the vixen found her way back to him, a frown overcame his features as he shook his head, tail flicking back and forth at a swift pace- Of course...i've been in much worse of conditions compared to these scratches. -Her concern made him uneasy as no one had ever doted on him and his injuries before...while he knew they wern't anything he couldn't handle it still didn't make the situation of trying to explain that any easier- Its getting dark, we should go in.....or is there anything else you'd like to do? -of course he wished to clean up; yet that could wait for wherever their destination could be-
Leyla: *Continuing to look him over, she creased her forehead. Ever so carefully, she parted away some of his fur from a particular cut on his chest a bit under the tuft of fur. It seemed a little deeper than the other one's. Taking no mind to the boar's remaining body, she looked up to him compassionatly.* ..we can go in, you should rest, dea-..... yes... *tearing her eyes away to recollect herself, she flicked the tip of her tail nervously.* I believe I can make something to help with these.. as I've seen many of the appropriate herbs to make the wounds heal faster.. and prevent any sort of infection.. it would make me feel useful, as well.. *her ears pressed back, well aware of how useless she'd been to him as of late.*
Trovalius: If it would make you more at ease to make me something, then yes...lets go. -tilting his head he knew her concern was trivial...wounds like this would slow him for maybe a day yet what didn't kill him make him stronger, right? Turning to go inside, the demon paused....ears perked as a serious look overcame his face as he looked out into the darkening woods. The silence had been missed in his search for the femme, yet it covered the area like a thick blanket. Paws tingling in a forboding warning, he half turned his body to block the vixen from going anywhere but inside- Leyla...get inside.
Leyla: *Smiling at his approval, she nods and nuzzles lightly against his chest. She was glad to be of use to him, as he'd been such a guardian to her. Watching over her at all times. Turning towards the entrance, she brushed against him, and stayed close so that they could enter together. But sensing his sudden change as she started towards the door, she flicked back her ears. Turning back to look at him, she caught sight of his uncomfortable apperance. Lowering her head nervously, she stepped further towards the door. The change made a chill n** along her back, and she stepped into the haven, keeping a tentative eye on her dear friend.*
Trovalius: -Lifting his snout to the air, his lips curled into a distasteful snarl as his leathery wings flared out to make himself appear even bigger than he was. It was in this motion that he backed up till he closed the door behind her with his flank and spared only a glance before snapping his head back to the woods.- Stay in there, and don't come out!
Leyla: *gasping at his sudden demostration of aggression, she widened her eyes at his display.* Trovalius...? *she whispered, confused to as what was going on. This was something new of him she hadn't experianced before. It made her heart pound anxiously, waking up any thoughts that might have been in her head as it made it's presance known. The children inside of her seemed to stir nervously, sensing something to be wrong. Standing still, she stared at the door blankly. Was... there something wrong..? Placing a paw on the transparent door, she gazed at him without a blink, her ears ringing with anticipation.* Trovalius.... *she whispered again, not allowing her eyes to leave his figure.*
Trovalius: Not good...not good.-The demon grimaced, knowing this scent from before; damn b*****d wouldn't leave him the hell alone. From the darkness of the forests' shadows came the large black bear, a gash over its left eye which just happened to be from the demon himseld. Tendrils of saliva dripped from its mouth, muscular frame forboding as it stared down the fox demon...an obvious size advantage for the bear.- Listen to me! If he gets in there, take the door into the house....someone is bound to be home. If you come outside, i'll kill you myself! -He knew it would be suicide for the vixen and her kits if she did; mother nature meant nothing to this bear....should have killed him when he had the chance if he'd known the wretch would return like this. Prowling forward, he snarled darkly and snapped his teeth to the bear- Leave now....or i'll not spare your life again.
Leyla: *Seeing the large omnivour appear, the little female's ears flattened against her neck. Her petite body shrinked even smaller. The large bushy tail she wore curled around her instictivly. It was far more towering than the male, and could possibly pull him in two. The babies shifted inside of her, making a paw place on the bulbous stomach comfortingly, and protectivly. Why had it come here? Of all places? Suddenly, she looked to the boar that had been lying in the open. Shooting her eyes back to the monstrous beast, she felt a fear grip at her chest. A pang and double skip from her heart made her gasp audibly.* Trovalius.. flee from him..! *the last she wanted was for him to be hurt any further, expecially since he had already tired himself from hunting twice. His wounds might not have been too serious, but they still possessed the ability to slow him if he were to do combat with such a creature. A terrified look creased on her features, as she felt completly useless watching the two nemisi.*
Trovalius: If I flee, he'll come after you. -He called back, his tail lashing behind him as the bear's lips turned in a smirk. b*****d....while the kill had attracted him in the first place, Trov knew the scent of his blood probably was what brought him this close...- Trying to catch me when i'm weak....how dispicable. -The fox spat, letting out a snarl as he was lunging distance to the beast and curled his wings into his body-
Deimosius: You know me so well....Imagine my delight at the scent of your blood, brother, and the fact you've given yourself vulnerability....with such a pathetic carrier. They will not be warriors of our race....-The bear turned, exposing some long porcupine like quills along his flank, his pelt coupled with a few swirls of red to give away he was indeed no normal bear.
Trovalius: Shut the hell up, Dei before I make you eat those words....I could give a rats a** and you know it; I long quite the service before you were even born. Go back to your clan, or better yet go drown yourself somewhere.... -He sneered, the fur along his spine bristling-
Leyla: *Unmoving, she desperatly wished she had some sort of courage within her to aid him. Yet her assistance would be even more hindering, considering the cargo she held. Stroking her stomach lightly, she hushed the anxious kits. The two seemed aquainted... but far from anything less than enemies. What did he want from dear Trovalius? It seemed ill-minded, what ever it was, and made her ears much more sensative to the rushing blood in her veins. Breathing quickening, she whimpered quietly, desperate for some sort of end to this. The tension made her uneasy, and scared for what was in store for the demon. Their harsh words to one another made her quiver. Her mouth opened to speak, but she couldn't utter the words, leaving them to stick in her throat.*
11:30 pm
Tiro (11:30:23 PM):
Deimosius: Ever the gentleman huh, Trov? Or is it you were feeling weak from leaving the war that you just wanted to have your way with something weak and pathetic as she? Im sure you must have felt the power with one like that; yet your kits will never pass the right to adulthood....so why don't I do away with them now and save you the dissapointment later....
Trovalius: SHUT THE HELL UP. -He snapped, death radiating off him as he stomped his foot to the ground in anger- I answer to no one, and you best watch your mouth against a former Major General if you want to play rank and power...I'll do whatever the hell I want with them when that time comes...
Deimosius: Why do you care? Its not like you love her, you're a demon; Now.....i'm going to help you remember what you are! -Snarling, the bear turned and took off towards the greenhouse; eyes set on the pregnant vixen inside-
Trovalius: No...I mean.....It's.... -that wasn't true, and he knew it. However as the bear whipped into motion the demon's heart jumped into his throat as he knew what the b*****d was going for, whipping around and making swift pace to jump onto the bears back before he could reach the door; biting down hard on the back of his neck and scratching at any fur he could sink his claws into- GET AWAY FROM HER!
Leyla: *She payed no mind to the beasts degrading words towards her, as she was well aware of her weak and powerless being. It was brought to her attention daily. But their words were soon translated into actions, as the bears direction became directed towards her... Seeing he large mass of furious fur barreling towards her, everything was soon blocked out. She heard nothing, felt nothing, but the fear that struck her like a wave upon watching the figure come closer. The sound of her heart beat banged in her ear drums when suddenly maternal instincts that were inbedded in every female kicked in. She had to protect her kits. Instantly, she turned around and darted away from the door, keeping her wings flat against her back. Her speed was greatly decreased due to the extra weight, and her wings were useless with the additions. All she did was run blindly, her mind whirling at the sound of the snarling behind her. But her logical mind eventually kicked in and got a grip on her panic, relaying the information Trovalius had given her. The door... the door! She had to get to it! Scampering around the corner, she pumped her little legs as fast as she could to manuver through the usually serene garden. It wasn't too far off, now! *
Trovalius: -looking up for a breif second to see the femme run, a smirk graced his lips as he was glad she listened to him. Flaring his wings back he flapped furiously to topple Dei over and continue his rampage of scratching and biting but not without concequence as one of his legs was snatched by the jaws of the bear as he winced in pain.- I'll kill you for that, wretch of a pawn! -He snarled before continuing to fight; determined to win at any cost.
Nariko: -rubbing her eyes sorely at the racket, the now grown vixen wandered the halls sleepily as she tried to locate the source- Geeze...i'd just gotten to bed too..... -she yawned, knowing her mother was out spending time with her father so it couldn't have been her.
Leyla: *Keeping her ears pressed back, she scrambled along. A few of the butterflies took to her side, forming a barricade of sorts around her in an attempt to hide her small figure. Her eyes clamped shut as she felt the tire of her legs burn from the exsessive weight they were not used to. But she forced herself to keep on. Coming around one more bend, she spotted the door just ahead of her. A few of the butterflies latched to her and tried to help her along the way, thought it didn't do much at all. Charging to the door, she stumbled once she became close enough, having lost her footing. Laying there a moment, the winged flowers quickly littered along her body for comfort, and pulled at her fur. Rising to her paws weakly, she unlocked the door, and pulled herself through. She shook while stepping inside, her wings drooping to her sides. Panting lightly, her eyes looked around for anyone who might be of service. A soft whimper escaped her mouth, hoping that someone might hear her.* Tro....valius... *she breathed before feeling her legs give, and her body collapse.*
Nariko: -The vixen paused when she heard a door slam open and a body crash against the floor, as her ears perked alert and she seemed to wake up completely. Jumping to an anthromorphic stance as was taught to her by her parents she unholstered her 9mm pistol and ran down the length of the hall; pressing her armored back against the wall as she peered around the corner to see the yellow blob of a vixen....imemdiately remembering the kind face from, before.-....Leyla? Oh s**t, Miss Leyla! -shoving her pistol back into its holster she sprinted down the hall, dropping down as she got close to place a paw onto her shoulder- What's going on....?
Leyla: *Breathing frantically still, she winced at the feel of the babies uncomfortable movement. The image of Trovalius stayed adament in her mind, She'd left him... after all he'd done for her, she left him there to fight off that terrible monster. Tears started stinging the back of her eyes as she laid in a heap. She left him.... Her body curled up tightly, the pudge puffing up a little more from the constriction. The babies were getting anxious inside, well aware that something was askew from their usual calm routine. Her ears barely caught sound of the voice that called out to her, but the touch sent it home. Flipping them up, her eyes slowly began to peel open. Blinking a few times, clearing away the blur, she looked up to the dark haired female. Her fetures were strikingly familiar.* Little.... Nariko...*a whisper seethed, before letting her eyes shut again.* Please... please help Trovalius... he's in trouble...
Nariko: Leyla? Leyla stay with me now....what kind of trouble? -It was rather disturbing to think that if the demon was in trouble exactly what kind of trouble was afoot. However she couldn't just leave the pregnant vixen like this, yet even she wasn't sure who was home and who was out. Flicking open her communicator on her wrist she pressed a few buttons before calling out onto the line- This is Spartan Nariko, is anyone active right now? Please respond, over! -The vixen waited, but placed a paw on Leyla's forehead to make sure she was at least sound-
Leyla: *Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to sit up, but kept her head drooped down.* a-... a monsterous... creature... *her body shivered at the thought of such a thing living. It was like a nightmare that slunk out of your dreams and came to life.* I- I don't think... he can defeat him... he's already worn out.. and... injured... *she bent her legs to hoist herself up, wobbling just barely until finally gaining herself. Lifting her head, she looked to the warrioress, a bit of envy biting at her for the power she possessed.* ....he needs help... *her voice feathered lightly, tears budding at the ends of her eyes.*
Nariko: -folding her ears back, the vixen grimaced at the thought of such a beast...although she wasn't nearly qualified to take on whatever had the demon in serious danger...she couldn't just say no. Not when it looked like the cranky a** meant so much to Leyla....and had others to live for who had yet to live themselves. -Standing herself on her hind legs she set a new resolve....she was still a spartan, and full training or not she couldn't just stand by and let him get killed- I can't leave you here, Miss Leyla. So up we go! -gingerly picking her up to cradle the fox in her arms on her back, Nariko spread her golden wings and using them as propelltion she nearly flew down the halls running for the front door-
Leyla: Trovalius... *her breathing was eratic, and panicked. He as alone... alone... choking on a sob, she gasped once the Spartan lifted her off the ground. Flushing lightly, she clung to the larger female, in order to gain her bearings and to feel a sense of comfort. Her own wings stayed plastered to her back, and her body curled up as much as her tummy would allow her. Oh how she hoped he was alright... she couldn't dare to think of him not making it... he had to, there was no other option.*
Nariko: -Bursting out the front door in as much hurry as she would ever be in, she twisted on the spot and with a few hard flaps of her wings she propelled onto the roof in an extended jump. Carefully scaling around to the other side; she set the femme down when they were facing the back yard, looking across the yard as she didn't see either beasts of the demon world.- Do you see them....? -she squinted her eyes and cursed her luck for not having a helmet, yet then she saw something, barely recognizeable in the darkening world- Oh god... -she breathed as she quickly while spotting the large mass of a beast looming over a dark figure as a pool of what she could only presume was what she believed it could be-
Leyla: *Catching her breath as they take to the sky's she clamps her eyes closed. Feeling the rush of the elivation, a somewhat calming sensation tickles along her. It had been quite awhile since she'd been in the air. Ever since the pregnancy. Peeking below them, she felt her tears get dried from the wind's stroke. Her eyes scanned frantically for any sight of her partner. Once settled, she continued her search, feeling her heart pounding against her chest.* He hast to be alright... *she whispered to herself. But at the sound of Nariko's voice, she followed the gaze. Mouth opening slightly, and brows furrowing, she gazed down at the scene.* Trovalius... *she cried softly, feeling her body tingle as her nerves stood on end.*
Nariko: Oh s**t, oh s**t! -The vixen thought as her own heart began to pound, wishing desperately her father was here to help, hell....she even wished Bryyo was here. Yet it was her and Leyla now; and with the sweet femme at her side in her condition....it meant it was just her now; shaking slightly as she whipped out her pistol she gave Leyla a hard stare- Stay here, please....you'll be safest here and we can't let his wish for you to be safe go in vain! -leaping off the roof she ran full tilt to the demons her pistol at ready as she tackled the bear off the demon; rolling off and popping a shot off into his shoulder. This of course enraged the demon as he instead charged to the vixen as she backed up into the tree- Shiiiittttt!!! -she yelped and held out the pistol, switching it to full auto and releasing the left of her clip into the bear....only to have him slow to a stop before collapsing to the ground....dead. Slowly standing on shaking knees, she pulled out another clip and loaded it in place of the empty one; placing the pistol to its head and firing two extra shots into his skull to ensure it before looking to the demon.....laying still in his own pool of blood.- T...trovalius....
Leyla: *It was all happening so fast. The sounds, the smells, the tension. It was so overwhelming. She bowed her head and placed her paws to her ears, hearing the gun take it's shots. The blood curlding sound of he beast's screeches, and the sound of the lead forcing into it's flesh. But her little paws could only muffle so much, in which a flinch would occur with each shot, and soon she simply scrunched up her body at the continuous rounds. Now her heart was even more dominant in it's beat, making her feel it's pulse against her covering paws. But soon it was silent. Very silent... Not even the birds around were sounding, nor the crickets that brought on the coming of evening. Slowly peeling her eyes open, she looked down at the scene again. The beast was down, with no intentions of coming back. But her eyes soon darted to the figure that the female approached. Her heart was gripped at the sight, a gasp tightening in her throat.* Trovalius...! *without a second thought, she quickly bound down the roof, leaping at ledges that were closer and closer to the ground. Reaching land, she padded with all her might to the fallen demon.* T-trovalius! *her voice was shakey, and uncertain, eyes gazing at his body with terror.*
Nariko: -As if it was right out of a horror film, she could spot from this new proximity the extent of damage the bear demon caused; gashes so close and deep the eyes could see no singular wound with the blood that turned his ashen fur black. Bits of moss littered the area; yet there wasn't as much as she could have expected; the demon was barely recognizeable when her ears flicked to the side as she spotted Leyla scaling the roof and coming in fast- Leyla no! -Nariko switched her leg joints and fell to her four paws to block the femme at the last moment- Leyla don't....think of the kits.....please don't get too close... -she wasn't sure if the demon was dead or not, but like any warrior in such a dire condition he would attack if he had any breath left. Flicking her communicator open while she tried to keep Leyla away she called in a state of panic over the intercom- Please, Please anyone! Respond damnit, Respond!!
Leyla: *The tears returned with a passion, streaming down her silky cheeks. Looking around the taller female, she lifted a paw to try and see better.* P-please.... I...I have to help him... Please, Little Nariko... *her eyes looked towards his figure desperatly, biting back any sobs that might try to surface. The mention of the kits only made her choke more, resting her head against the chest plate of the Spartan. This couldn't be... not when things were actually starting to look up. She hadn't even gotten to tell him. Pulling back from the female, she kept her head down, and turned away, trying her best to keep together. What could she do? She had no power, no strength, nothing. Her healing abilities weren't even up to par. She could do nothing for him.*
Nariko: I.....I'll go get someone. L-leyla....hold on, i'll be right back! -She stood, taking the few steps and nuzzled her face into the femme's shoulder; pulling back she raced into the forest. Her wings sending her paces at lightning speed and dissapeared into the night-
Trovalius: -Letting out a gurgling hack of a groan as blood splattered onto the growing pool on the ground, the demon lifted his head from the blood while trying to get a shaking leg up to support his weight. If he'd ever looked something like a monster from the depths of hell....the way his body exposed more muscle and tissue than his pelt; now was certianly the time. Once brown eyes held a red glow as his pupils had faded into the red; his body slowly rising to stand on a ragged stance....purely running on adrenalin and his own race's stubbornness. Blood streaming from his jaws; his eyes wandered to the dead demon a few paces away, then over to the safe yellow femme- I......I told you.....inside..... -he wheezed out, the gashes in his neck having nicked at his treachea-
Leyla: *Staring at the demon before her, she could hear only his words and the breathing of her heart's fear panting in her ear. It was bad. So bad... Tears couldn't stop streaming down her cheeks at his outcome. The vixen's eyes shimmered with the glaze of water coating them, and her wings drooped on her sides. It was as if she were frozen in time, in the moment, of gazing at his pain and dismemberment. Her paws couldn't even move; the weight of sandbangs holding them down. Her throat was stuffed of any words that may want to come. But with a simple feeling, the kits stirring inside of her, the trance was broken with a light gasp. Lifting a tentative paw, she took a step closer to him, unable to fight the strong pull that drew her to him. The blood was growing more comfortable being on the ground, than in his body. She took another step, carefully approaching him, her eyes remaining on him.*
Trovalius: -The pain was incredible, so much that he'd become numb and gone full circle...he'd never taken this much damage since the days of war....yet even then his wounds were for duty, not for something he felt at peace doing. What was left of his right ear perked to listen to her steps as she approached while his eyes remained focused on her...what was she doing?- GET. INSIDE. -He snapped, lunging forward to snap at the air no where close to her; a deep growl set in his throat as he weakly forced his body to advance towards Leyla...stumbling and nearly collapsing- I'm....nothing but...a magnet for other....predators.
Leyla: *She flinched at his advance, pausing only for a moment, before starting again. The babies remained at ease, having been quite active during the whole episode, which helped her to stay collected. It hurt to even look at him... he needed medical attention severly... but she had nothing to offer him. Her steps did not stray from his path. The pull only increasing. Once she reached close enough to him, she stopped, and let her head lean forward to carefully touch his cheek, having no care if the blood would stain her. Nothing else mattered but him, right now. She refused to leave him in this state.*
Trovalius: D-Don't......make me.....hurt....you... -Damn females, why couldn't they listen, why couldn't they just follow orders what were for their own damn benefit. Blood twisted and turned down every muscle groove...he was surprised he was still alive, yet he had a mission that had gone unfinished for the time being.- I....diot... -He hissed at her touch as the blood quickly marred her fur a hideous crimson hue; pulling his head back before lowering it to push at her shoulder with his horns- Move......I-I will not...let this be in vain....I....follow.....
Leyla: *The urge to care for him started to swell inside of her. Perhaps it was the maternal instincts kicking in again. She would have to sew up this cuts, bandage them, clean them, not in that order. His words didn't effect her what so ever, as the words were irrelevant in her mind, now. All that mattered was tending to him. Helping him. His nudge encouraged her, but she trotted around to his side, to help him along with her, incase he were to loose his footing. Her own wing outstretched to act as a cushion of sorts, becoming stained in his running blood. Feeling the heat of his body radiate on her, and the feel of his exposed muscle against her made a small chill course up her back. The determination to get him to safety rang true in her mind, at what ever cost.*
Trovalius: -Forward, forward he pushed, each step more difficult than the last as he'd stumbled a few times into her frame. Caught by the wing against his side, his eyes ventured back to see the blood soaking her own fur at each touch....why was she doing this? She should never have blood on her pelt, not like this...not like the angels he introduced to death- D-don't.....touch.... me.... -he growled, yet somehow knew it would fall on deaf ears as his eyes slowly began to lose their blood hued glow; faintly rolling back into his head as the door came closer and closer. His heartbeat fluttered in his chest, straining to pump a complete system when there was so many gaping holes....yet as his head pushed in the door to his oasis; the demon let out a ragged breath as his energy finally failed him as he collapsed face first into the stone walkway a few feet from the door.-
Leyla: *Keeping close to him, feeling the warmth of the blood tinting her wings and side, she stayed focused to the task at hand. With each give his body had., she was there to catch him. Her eyes remained downcasted, as the sound of his pain was far more than she could handle. And as he pradicted, the words took no effect on her. Finally reaching his haven, she stumbled as his body gave it's last push. But she remained at his side, kneeling down to lay by him. Leaning her head out, she nuzzled along him gently, so as not to aggrivate the wounds further. Her tiny tongue slipped out to lick along them, in hopes of being at least some help to them. The blood began forming a gradiant on her usual soft yellow fur, almost making it indistiguisable of what her original pelt colour was. But she went on, licking at the blood spilling openings, ignoring the horride taste of the liquid.*
1:36 pm
Tiro (1:36:10 PM):
Trovalius: -The world was becoming fuzzy, his eyes drawing in and out of focus as the cool stones on his body felt good in contrast to the warmth of her body against his own. No longer could he see the familiar golden pelt in his sight, only the shifting of a ruby smeared one...yet she smelt the same, at least to him. Her spring meadow smell, the smell of better days lingered in his nose as his head twisting to rest his snout against an untouched area of pelt on her chest; heartbeat vibrating strongly against the fragile flesh there when his own was weakening. Pulling his tattered wing from out under his form to press against her swollen belly...wishing he could say something to them...to her....but he succumbed to the pain and slipped into unconsiousness; unaware of the sounds of heavy pawbeats approaching outside the garden doors-
Leyla: *Tasting the irony taste of his blood mix with the salty taste of her tears, she trembled lightly, and let her head nuzzle gently against his cheek when close enough. Her tongue licked along the tree on his profile. He couldn't die.. it wasn't possible.. Her paws stroked along his face, following his horns, to his ears, and back again. Sniffling lightly, sobbing once, she layed her face next to his, feeling the wing touch their resting offspring. Her little boddy curled up next to him, curling her tail around him to be as close as possible. Ever so quietly, she whimpered, barely hearing the approach of the rumble not too far off.* Trovalius.... you can't go.... please...
2:07 pm
Tiro (2:07:06 PM):
Nariko: -bursting into the greenhouse riding upon the titan that was Corosina and with her mother Koyuki behind her; the two smaller vixen barely had time to jump off and tear the bloodied female away from Trovalius. Pulling her farther back, Nariko settled her frame to keep the vixen down but minded her kits- I'm sorry, Miss Leyla! I tried to get here as fast as I could!
Koyuki: -standing to the side of both the fellow vixen as well as the demons, she pulled out her medical kit she grabbed from Jerome's pod before she left....finding it hard to see the demon in this state, even if he wasn't the kindest- Keep her there, Nariko, for now. Best not get in the way of demons...
Corosina: -Allowing instinct to guide her, the demoness had wasted no time powering through the woods to get back to the house after Nariko and Koyuki had summoned her. She could smell the blood from a few miles away and knew how dire the situation was with Deimosius, a demon she also knew of back in the day. Paying no heed to the vixen as she was pulled from Trovalius the tigress leaped onto the male with her massive frame and bit down on his neck with precision to hit his major artery with her fangs. Pulling back only to bite her tongue and reinsert her fangs, the female then proceeded to lick at the wounds with her own bloodied tongue- It is done....this blood should help him heal quicker...
Leyla: *Crying once as she was whisked away from him, the warmth escaping her, she could barely keep herself together. But her logic was swift to take hold of her, and she clung to the female who pulled her from darling Trovalius. Her eyes remained clamped shut, and her body shivering from the sobs she'd stiffled. The blood that was now caked on her began to dry, and harden on her usual silky smooth coat. Her feathers on her wings started to dry out, as well, making the physical activity cause some of them to crack and sprinkle off. By now she could feel the unease of the children inside of her, by the reaction their mother's body was going into. This only made her try and calm her screaming heart. Nuzzling her face against the vixen, she sniffled once.* ...Thank.. you... *she breathed, barely able to muster up words to speak. Her throat was dry, and her eyes burned from the violent tears that took siege.*
Nariko: Its okay Miss Leyla....please trust me....He'll make it. He's that much of a stubborn a**... -the vixen smiled, hugging the femme close. Curling her tail around her she tossed a glance over her shoulder as her mother had jumped in to help stitch up his wounds as Corosina tended to the others to make them clean- There's nothing we can do here now....lets get you cleaned up...okay? -she offered a smile as she looked down to the vixen; knowing she shouldn't fall asleep with the blood on her-
Leyla: *Her little paws clinging to the armour, her tiny little claws barely latching to the metal, she gave a small nod, a sigh of relief escaping her mouth. He would be alright... he had to be.. * I-I'm glad.... *The tense hold of her body slowly began to lax, as well with her eyes closing feeling at ease. The kits seemed to do so as well, their ruckus calming with their mother.* I don't what I would have done... if I were to lose him... *a faint blush tickled along her bridge, as well as a shy smile on her face. The invite to bathe was offsetting, making her peek open again. Giving a shake to her head, she tried to peek around her savior.* I.. I don't want to leave him...
Nariko: We wont go far....I know this place like the functions of my pistol.... -She winked coyly from her many trips to bug the demon here in his domain. Shifting to her quads as she nudged the femme away towards the bathing pool- Once they are done he will need rest, and if you smell like blood he may wake in the wrong kind if mindset. -tries to put on her most convincing smile- It is all up to him now, and when he pulls though he'll need you at your best. Come....lets get you cleaned before the blood stains you any further...
Leyla: *A little nod, the female understands fully. Following to the pool, her eyes keep glancing at the fallen demon and the one's nursing him back to health. A pang of envy managed to work it's way to her heart, wishing she could be the one to tend his wounds. On her brow grew a crease while her mind chastised for not practicing a useful trade. Parts of her fur had hardened and made it somewhat difficult to walk. But she pushed on, making the fur break at the ends from the bloods grip. Stopping at the lip of the pool, a petite paw delicately dipped into the water, testing its temperature. The cool feel was soothing. Walking further, all fours in, and tail, she closed her eyes feeling the blood clotted fur start to soften.*
Nariko: -smiles as she pauses at the edge of the pool, the femme noses a latch up from the shoulder of her armor, followed by pulling a quick release tether to have the armor seperate and fall around her paws with a loud thud. Tucking it to the side she slipped into the pool as well and weightlessly walked to the golden femme, nosing her cheek lightly before she set to work rubbing the blood from the pelt- ...I know I might be speaking out of line..... -her soft voice hushed out, yet as her ears flattened against her long ebony hair she couldn't help herself- You....really love him, don't you?
Leyla: *Sitting neatly, her tail resting under the water, and eyes closing, she felt the stress leave her body as she was graciously scrubbed. Her wings hung limp along her back, as well as her ears layed on either side of her head. The grime was leaving, and letting her fur to breathe again. But as the female spoke, those ocean blue eyes flipped open along with the flushing of red on her face. Darting her eyes to the side, she bite her lower lip in embarressment. Resting her gaze at the gold paws under the water, she murmured quietly.* ....y-yes.....
Nariko: -pulls out one of her wings, gently running her small claws to part the feathers to allow the water to absorb and remove what blood caked them to the others. She was sure that Leyla's gift of flight was as important to her as it was to Nariko and would make sure they came out unscathed.- ....He's very lucky to have found someone like you then, Miss Leyla...I'm sure any male would be as well. -Floats around to her front, using her paws to try and rub the blood from her face- You...really got a lot on you...
Leyla: *Attempting to hide her blush as well as possible, her nose wrinkled at the warmth she felt there. The sound of the other approaching towards the front made her turn away. Lucky...?* I-I don't know about that... *her wings stretched slowly, feeling the freedom that was given back to them. Though they had lost a few feathers, they were still in flying condition. Of course... that wasn't an option with the little growth inside of her. Looking to her pudge, she lifted a paw, the water dripping from it, and stroked it gently. There was a bit of blood towards the side of it, in which she did away with. The water around her was dyed dark, but diluted slowly.*
Nariko: Hey...I can't get it if you turn away! -grins and pulls her face back towards her, dipping her paws and rubbing her snout where she;d nuzzles the bloody demon- Of course, Miss Leyla....Someone as sweet and feminin as you with the courage to stay where others would have fled? Its something to be admired...especially in your state too. -beams and continues her work, noticing her paw out of the corner of her eyes- How are the little ones..?
Leyla: *Closing her eyes while her muzzle is cleaned, a little smile plays along her mouth. Remaining flustered from the uncommon compliments, she sighed wearily.* Little Nariko... you flatter me far too much... *a little nervous giggle rises in her throat.* I would much rather wish to be as strong as you... so that I could have been of use to him... rather than just sit and watch him suffer... *her paw wipes away the last bit of blood clinging to her stomach. Eyes warming at the feel of her bulbous stomach, she stroked along the shell.* They're doing alright, now... they were quite anxious with the whole ordeal...
Nariko: -Shaking her head quickly as her paws dropped to her side she was quick to put on a smile- That would have made things worse. I am not a demon...but as warriors we are kin. To have had to be protected by you while you were carrying something precious would have killed him for sure. I think....the reason he still fights is the use you've given him now.... -motions to her swollen abdomen- Demons are too proud to want help, especially in a fight like that.....so best not tell him I stepped in...okay? -Gives the vixen a nuzzle before perking her ears as her mother approached- Is he...?
Koyuki: Hai.....He is resting in his bed. It will take a while, but he is stable for the time being. -The Geisha leaned down to wash the blood from her paws- Corosina will patroll for tonight, yet we need to get to bed, Nariko. Your father is coming for you tomorrow morning... -smiles to Leyla- Will you be alright with him....?
Leyla: *looking to the others eyes, a little bashful smile grew more on her face. Placing a paw to her cheek, trying to hide that meddlesome blush, she broke their stare. But he hadn't wanted children.. had he? expecially with her.. they would be mutt's... unnatural. Fluttering her wings gently, she only gave a small nod in understandment. Perking her ears, she turned to look at the lovely mother. Quite in awe of her beauty, she wavered her ears slowly, listening intently to her words. Returning the smile, she nodded* I believe I shall... I thank you... for helping him... all of you... *she looked to both mother and daughter.* I don't know what I would have done with out your help..
Koyuki: Think nothing of it....We help our own....no matter how unwilling they may have been if not for being unconsious... -winks and stands, motioning for Nariko to follow as she made her way to the door to the house- Please....don't hesitate to come find us if need be.
Nariko: Alright, Okaasan... -smiles to Leyla and jumps out of the pool, shaking the water free of her pelt before slugging on the armor and following her mother back into the house- Goodnight, Leyla!
Leyla: *Nods* Thank you.. *she watches as the little warrioress bounds out and follows her mother, leaving her to the pool alone. Sitting for a moment, she looked back to her stomach, giving it another stroke.* Let's go see your father, hm...? *Turning to roll onto her all fours, she slowly stepped to the edge of the pool. Stepping out, she flicked her tail, and shook gently, as it proved to be quite difficult with the package on her navel. Feeling fresh and clean, she took a deep inhale, and set for his bed. Padding lightly, the surroundings still quite silent, only sound of the waterfall pouring, she followed to where they'd slept. The curious, and terrified, butterflies hesitently approached her, hovering along with her as she moved.*
Leyla: *As she walked along, the butterflies rested lightly on her clean pelt, sipping at the sweet drops that beaded along her coat. Flipping an ear, she caught scent of the pacient. Approaching quietly, she spotted him lying alone. Not moving but the slow eb of his chest rising and falling. She stopped only a moment to watch, and making sure not to alarm him. Padding closer, she could slowly begin to see the work the females had worked on him. The blood was still clinging to his usually gruff fur, giving it a ragged look. Reaching close enough, she paused again, letting her tail sway calmly. Her eyes trailed along his body still, until resting at his deep eyes.* ...how... are you feeling...?
Trovalius: -Barely able to pick up on the sounds of the female yet he was neither unable or willing to twist his head to look at her 'least he wanted to be in a world of pain. Closing his eyes for a moment, his face flashed in pain when he tried to grimace, keeping his face a stoic as one could before his orbs opened to half lidded- Wounded....
Leyla: *Stepping again, she carefully sat by him. Her head lowered to gently touch his cheek ever so carefully so as not to cause anymore pain.* I'm so sorry, Trovalius.... *her voice whispered. Once again she looked along his tattered body, and to his eyes. His discomfort was so apparent, and there seemed no way that he could be soothed of the throbbing pain. The stitches looked tight and adament; allowing no movement to be left alone.*
Trovalius: Don't be.... -He murmured, not wanting to pull the muscles on his face too much, eyes looking up to her instead. If he't not wanted to fight, he'd had left....it normally wasn't in his nature to do things he wasn't for sure he could get through....the fight nor the unborn kits included- You....okay?
Leyla: *Witholding any tears that might have wanted to sneak by, at the shape he was in, she carefully licked under his eye with her dainty tongue.* Yes.... now that you are... *she had to close her eyes in order to fight back the sting of fresh tears that prickled at the back of her eyes. She hated seeing him like this.. Suddenly, her thoughts went to that of her apprentice. She'd recently given him an ability that was quite useful now in his line of work. Perhaps... she could do it too... though she did not posses the ability to break down the mixtures quickly, she could do it the way most did.* Trovalius... I can make something... for your pain...
Trovalius: .....Save it for....later. -He sighed, closing his eyes when she showered the affection onto him...wondering if it hadn't been for her fleeing into the house; would Deimosius had gone after her as well? Her and her kits would have been lost....He didn't like the thought of that. Even if that choice had led him to this state...he didn't mind. The blood loss had caused him to shiver slightly despite the warmth of the gardens, gritting his jaws in pain as the muscle convulsions increased his pain ten fold- The...pain lets me know....i'm a-alive.....l-lay...with me....?
Leyla: *Nodding slightly, she moved to be at his side. Carefully, she lowered against him, being sure not to touch his fragile stitching. Her head nuzzled under his arm to rest close to his head. Her tiny body seemed to melt against his. Licking at his muzzle lightly, she tried her best to comfort him. His body felt so discombobbled.. the heave of his heart as it pumped was agonizing to feel. This all made but a single stray tear slip out from her eye and collect at her jawline.*
Trovalius: -The scent of salt was heavy on his nose at such close proximity, his tail flicking lightly to curl around her frame- Don't cry...Leyla. I'm not...going anywhere. - The words were spoken softly, with meaning as he twisted his head in one final painful moment to rest against her own, eyes slowly closing to the world as he tried to go to sleep for the time being-
Leyla: *Completly enwrapped in his body, she curls up against him, the orb of their offspring pressing gently against him. They only stirred once, but soon settled. Her own eyes closed feeling content in his embrace, her hope rising that things would be alright. Thoughts surfaced in her mind while letting sleep take hold of her. * I love you, darling... *the confinments of her mind whispered, as her body prepared to rest with him. Tomorrow she would make sure to take away his pain, and sooth the ache and creek of his body.*
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 2:38 pm
Trovalius: -Waking up was no treat, nearly noon he could hear the sounds and whispers of his garden, the stench of his body suffocating his nose. Groaning softly, there was not an inch of him which didn't hurt....yet as much as this was so it wasn't about to stop him. In an unwise move, the demon rolled to his belly and slowly pulled his legs under....wobbling slightly but managed to put his weight onto his legs to stand; his chest rising and falling painfully as he had to close his eyes to adjust.-
Leyla: *Having left his side to prepare a special mixture for him, she resided deep within his garden. She was glad to have found the appropriate herbs, and happily gathered them into her mouth. Her belly was a bit more bulbous than usual, a bit more tighter as well. Flicking her tail calmly behind her, she headed back to where the demon resided. A bit of nerves tickled at her chest at the task at hand, but she kept it well hidden behind warm eyes. Stepping through the bushes, and into the little nest he resided at, her ears flipped up as she saw him standing. Trotting to him, she carefully placed down the herbs at her paws.* You shouldn't walk yet, Trovalius... your wounds are still quite tender..
Trovalius: -Opening his eyes slowly, he shifted his head to look to the femme at his side while trying to keep his balance. His wings and tail remaining limp, his ears flicked back against his skull for comfort.- I will not be immobile any longer....it is how my kind becomes stronger. You work through the pain.... -However, there was something that had been bothering him; unable to see the status of his back as a wounded expression seemed to cross his face- ....How....is my back? -He had yet to hear from his spirit companions; and while all of them still resided on his back they were red and covered in dirt, although some of the moss had been torn off; including his fur to leave bald patches-
Leyla: *Lowering her ears a little, she gave a small nod in understanding. There was no use arguing, seeing as he was going to do as he pleased. Besides, she didn't know the ways of the demon traditions. Stepping closer to him, she blinked once, and glanced to his body; taking in the damage. At his question, she immedeatly looked to his beloved cape of greenery. It seemed pretty torn up, but the little shrooms still remained. Gently, she lowered her head to nudge at them caringly.* ..They seem still intact... *her voice lowered to a hush* ..are you alright, little ones..?
Trovalius: -The demon let out an audiable sigh of relief, glad to know that they were alright....he'd failed already and didn't want anything else weighing on his consious.- They won't answer you. They haven't spoken since yesterday...since they're still there, the blood must be blocking them....since they are pure spirits. -His eyes fell down to the herbs, wondering how long she'd been up to be able to go gather them in the first place- ....Are you well today?
Leyla: Oh.. *Looking at them awhile, smiling at how cute they were, she finally moved away and stepped closer to his front to nuzzle lightly under his jaw.* I'm quite well.. I rested comfortably, knowing that you were alright... *she gave a ginger little lick to the tree design of his cheek.* I've brought something to help you.. with the pain...
Trovalius: -folding his ears flat, the demon's eyes closed half way as he rested his chin heavily on her head while she nuzzled, closing completely for a moment while she licked his cheek. Had she really been so concerned about him? It was a troubling thought, yet he pushed it aside to nod his head and cough; his throat still sore from the blood he'd spat up since yesterday- ...I did say you could...fine then. -As much as he wanted to refuse, in his delirious state he'd agreed to her herbal medicine; and wasn't going to go back on his word now.- Do you need me to stand....lay..?
Leyla: *sighing silently at the feel of his press, she closed her eyes, and curled her tail along her sleek legs. She could feel the throb of pain his body gave off, making her wince slightly. Very gently, she reluctantly pulled back from him, giving a final little nuzzle against his cheek.* Which ever is comfortable for you.. *Stepping to the herbs, she felt a light flush on her cheeks as she looked at them. Turning her head back to look at him, she felt a little flutter in her chest again.* ... though... I must deliver them.. personally... if that is alright with you...*her eyes lowered to the ground bashfully*
Trovalius: I'll stand....since I am already. -He nodded, allowing his head to hang slightly...not sure if he laid back down would he be able to stand again. He felt weak, the blood loss taking its toll yet he was not ready to eat just yet.- Of course...I have no way to reach my wounds.... -he didn't quite see what the big deal was, of course he'd let her put the herbs on; as much as he was a stubborn mule he wasn't about to go and rip open his wounds to try and administer treatment-
Leyla: *Flushing more, she darted her eyes back to the herbs, using a paw to collect them neatly.* ...I'm afraid there is another method used for this sort of concoction... it's more so used as one would take a potion... from a vial... ergo.. meaning that I must deliver such a mixture... orally.. *her ears flattned against her head, and her eyes closed slowly, feeling the heat turn up on her face, and the pulse of her heart travel up to her ear drums.*
Trovalius: .....-raises a brow despite how much it hurt his face to do so, clearly not following as quickly as he should have been. Vial? He had no such thing obviously, and with a huff he seemed to be thinking on a different track when slowly the peices began to fit together. Orally..no vail- Well......oh. OH. -frowning, he turned his head away as he felt the uncomfortable heat rise in his face...only able to wish it was some kind of fever.- ......Fine.
Leyla: *curling her tail around her back leg tightly, her ears pressed hard, and her head bowed.* If there were any other way, I would have invested in such... but this is the only manner in which I could suffice... *and with that, she lowered her head more to collect the herbs into her mouth. Gently, she began to chew them, crushing them skillfully as a herbavoire would, her enzymes breaking down the sweet and tender herbs. Tenderizing them to a somewhat sticky fluid, she turned to him again, the flush still apparent on her face. Padding closer, she paused a moment, eyes glued to the ground, before slowly looking back to his. Leaning her head towards him, she gently nuzzled her nose to his muzzle, carefully slipping her lips to his.*
Trovalius: Good lord, how do I get myself into these situations? -The demon thought, his muscles crying out for some relief as his ears perked quickly to the sounds of her approach. He could see the way her teeth ground the herbs, wondering if she had indeed done this before for someone, yet now was not the time nor place for those thoughts as with a smidgen of reluctance he tilted his head and closed his eyes as their lips met. The herbs were sweet indeed; yet they paled in comparison to her own sweetness, one which had been introduced to him with her blood....to his strange comfort her kiss was no different. Swallowing the mixture quickly, the male opened his eyes slightly yet did not dare move....not sure if it was done or what-
Leyla: *Trading the mixtures domain to the other, her heart pattered loudly in her head, making her breathe faster. Helping the last of the liquid transfer, she didn't move either, ignoring any remnence of blood that remained along his mouth; within our outside. A little moan managed to escape, as she pressed a little closer. Barely breaking the connection, she murmured his name lightly, and took a quiet breath.* Trovalius... *And replaced the kiss. But a moment later, she reacted to her sound, making her ears perk up, and eyes blink open. Realizing the prolonging of the act, she forced herself to remove her hold from his lips. A line of the liquid trailed between the two of them, connecting to the two sets of mouths. Flushing more so, she looked to him once, before daintily licking her lips to break the chain. Bowing her head, she shrunk a little.* I-I'm sorry....
Trovalius: -Snapping his eyes wide open as his name escaped her lips for but a second before they returned...Trovalius waited for the herbs yet to his surprise.....none came. Infact, the pheramones in her scent well....told him precisely that this was not a professional duty but a kiss. Just...a kiss. He blinked, completely dumbfounded for a moment or two before his eyes fell down to her swollen midsection. The demon couldn't write off that it was just for the company, just for the duty of him giving her children...she was.....she had....feelings. One simply wouldn't have done something like that if there was nothing there. This left a horrible sensation in his chest, one which he couldn't shake....one which told him he couldn't shake her now no matter how much her wanted to or would have tried. Licking his own lips silently, the sounds of his heart pounded in his ears....each beat getting louder....slower....more controlled. Slowly dropping to his haunches, he lifted his paws up to her jawline to lift her head; silently drawing her lips back against his own-
Leyla: *Feeling completly embarressed for her rather selfish and lustful act, she couldn't help but curl her tail in distgust at her advance. But it was so wonderful... so invigorating. Her ears burned at the tips from the sensation, as she hadn't felt it for quite some time now. A light stir twisted in her stomach, making her take a deep breath to try and get over this whole episode with ease. But before she could try to change her mindset, her ears twitched at the sound of him shifting, and the sudden apperance of his strong paws on either side of her face. Feeling the gentle tilt of her head, her eyes blinked once in confusion before feeling the press of his lips to hers again. Inhaling again, she took in the kiss, closing her eyes at the relief and comfort it brought her. Goddess how she loved him. A small quiver managed to tickle along her, but forced back the tear of joy that dared to show. A soft moan slipped in the outcome, making her deepen the affection.*
Trovalius: -It was addicting....She, was addicting. The demon didn't mind this addict like rush flow through his body at her very scent, her very taste...yet the premesis of it all scared the daylights out of him. She was so willing to let him do as he pleased even in a loving sense was cause for concern, since surely his demonic nature would take advantage of that like it had done before. Quelled by the scent of pregnancy entwined into her fur, he was sure things would have been much different if she had been without kits. Pulling back, ever so slightly as his eyes cracked open half way; his harshed vocals spoke quietly....as if the world had been listening in on them- I'm...not going anywhere. Don't let me hear you apologizing again.... -Perhaps thats not exactly what he wanted to say....yet that was as close as he was going to get-
Leyla: *Mind swimming, she kept hold of her increasing passion, as it was seemingly inappropriate. Surely her beating heart could be heard aloud, and echoing in the garden's trainquility. But alas, it remained within. The light feeling of numbing tingled inside of her, making her wings lax off her back. Like a record, the words in her mind kept repeating in an endless loop as the passion lasted. And with the break of their lips, a light tremble on her lips, she looked with half closed eyes to him, and panted softly as he spoke. Unable to contain it any longer, she aired in a tone so silky, it could have been strung.* I love you... *her stomach clentched suddenly, making her clamp her eyes closed again; as well as the realization of her admittance.*
Trovalius: -The demon seemed unphased when those three precious little words beautifully escaped her lips, knowing they must have meant so much to the vixen....but so little to him. Love could fade, love could be forsaken....love could very well be faked. His kind never loved back in his youthful times, it was a foolish notion when one bred for pleasure and duty....yet he knew this wasn't the case now a days. He would show her what his called love and devotion yet his attention was immediately captured at the strange expression which suddenly crossed her face. It concerned him...she had not been hurt, had she?- Leyla....?
Leyla: *The clentch came again. This time, much stronger than the last. Her body gave, making her wince in the odd strain. It was dulled, due to the herbs that had also been injested by her, as she had to crush them. Her paws placed onto her round belly, feeling the anxious stirring within.* Th-... the babies... they... they're much more active.. than usual... *she breathed, feeling a slight wave of nauesea over come her, making her eyes roll back. Gritting her teeth, another squeeze gripping at her stomach, a gasp omitted, and her paws rose to clentch at his in an effort to stay in tact.*
Trovalius: -Frowning deeply as he watched as the pain surfaced to her face, concern etching across his maw as she seemed to be suffering from something...yet as soon as her paws found their way to her stomach his face went a few shades paler. How long had it been.....oh. s**t.- .......L.......Labor......-He gulped, definately having not thought this part through in the slightest...- Does it.....feel like a wave of pain..? -Perhaps this was just cramps. Females got those right? None the less he held onto her paws tightly, ignoring the pain of her grasp to the best of his ability-
Leyla: *Shifting uncomfortably, she let her head droop; a slow nod wavering. Her face burried against his chest, a cringe over coming her body.* I-...it hurts...*she whimpered, feeling the contractions one after another starting to pick up. It was almost overwhelming were it not for the herbs that helped calm her body somewhat.* I... I think they're coming... Tro..valius... *The grip of her paws weakend until they went limp, a gasp of anguish catching her voice.*
Trovalius: Oh god, oh god, oh god.....you sick tormenting.... -No, no that wasn't going to help him now. Her scent was changing drastically...and from what he'd seen of his kind....labor was no easy task.- H...Hold on Leyla...come...lie down.... -taking it easy since he was in no better shape to lead her quickly to the moss bedding, he held on tight as he lowered her down seeing as her body had begun to shut down from the pain. Figures he had no time to even consider to prepare for it now, as the anguished noises and expressions crossing the golden femme's face meant it was time....and there was nothing he could do to make it stop otherwise- I'm not going to lie....this is going to hurt. Just breathe.....slow and deep....think of what you'll gain, and err.....let instinct guide you. -placing his paw back in hers incase she needed something to hold onto, he simply kept a vigil post at her side-
Leyla: *Things were happening quickly, and with no breaks in between. The waves came in platoons, giving no mercy to her small figure. Keeping her eyes shut tight, she tensed while being set down to lay. It felt much more comfortable, but barely did much to the ruckus going on within her. It was so immense. She kept her teeth grit in order to prevent any cry's or groans to sound out. As the next onslaught began, her back arched at the sudden pressure that built below her. Flipping her head to the side, she let her mouth open ever so slightly to allow a few pants take tempo. At the males words, she did all she could to focus on them. Slow breaths... Doing as he instructed, she used her all to take in a deep breath to calm her on edge nerves. The babies were ready to see the world. Just the thought of them couldn't help but make a smile slip on her face for even the slightest of moments before she felt another contraction clentch. Turning her head again, she nuzzled at their held paws for a sense of anchoring as her body did what Mother Nature had programed it to. Following her body's reaction, she felt her abdomin press, the muscle trying to expel the kits inside. Whimpering pathetically, she used all she had to release that pressure, and birth their offspring. It seemed endless, the pushing, and clentching. But alas, after quite some time, the three little foxes were delivered.*
Trovalius: -It had to have been the most sickening, and perhaps the most natural thing he'd ever seen in his long life....yet even as the kits had taken their first breaths of air and cries he refused to leave her side untill all of the kits had been delivered. Needless to say though he'd been focused on making sure each one had come out alright and was indeed fine, or else he would have gone to tend to them if need be. Once the ordeal was over, he used one of his paws to gingerly brush back her hair- You did it.... -He spoke, letting go of her paw to move his sore body to the kits and picked them up one by one into his arms and quickly detoured to the pond to rinse them off as quick as he could before returning; the kits pressed against his chest to keep them warm from the water as he once more settled back down beside Leyla. Without a second thought he placed the kits onto her for her to hold. They were afterall the thing she'd desired for so long, it was only right she got to have them as soon as possible-
Leyla: *Being the most exhausted she had ever been in her whole life, a great sigh aired from her after she had bore the last kit. Her body felt totally spent, and barely able to continue her long prolonged breaths. Closing her eyes, the angelic vixen calmed her shaken body. The gentle touch of her companion only helped to sooth her, and lull her into a state of absolute relaxation. She... had done it... finally...A weak little smile danced on her face, knowing that after so many years of pain and regret, and shame, she finally bore offspring. Feeling his warmth leave her, she rolled onto her side, letting her body curl ever so much. She could hear the soft voices of their babies when the demon went to bathe them. It was so precious and innocent. The cries of the young made a sense of bliss overcome her, letting a fatigued smile rest on her weary face. Watching the male, her eyes did not budge from him. Even as the kits were presented to her, she collected them, and wriggled her body closer to the father, allowing the little family to be all together. Curling her body, she licked each of the babies with care, warming them and removing any moisture. Lifting her head, she gazed up at the also weakend male with admiration and awe. Leaning her head forward, she stroked her cheek against his front leg lovingly.*
Trovalius: -Leanding back heavily on his haunches, the demon let out a tired sigh; although the herbs had helped to ease the sting of the pain the uncomfort and tightness the sitches presented him left his body crying for relief. Looking over the kits as they rested in their mother's warm embracehe noticed right away one was a pureblood demon; the boy. Demonic presence also lingered in the horn buds of his first daughter, yet held angelig presence with her wings....a halfbreed. Finally, the one who looked most like how he used to be before his gifts from the earthmother was angelic through and through. Strange little creatures they were, although they were rather big for their age. It wasn't untill the nuzzle from his mate brought him back to reality, and he looked down to her - You should rest....
Leyla: *Feeling the babies cuddle to her, she smiled softly at their warm scent. So fragile and innocent. A brush of red tinted under her eyes from the thought of it all. These were their kits... It was quite remarkable, to think that they had gotten to this point after only seeming to be friendly aquaintances to one another. But... it wasn't all too uncommon that friendships didn't often times grow into more. Her glossy blue eyes traveled up to his, holding his gaze.* ...as should you.. *the little muffled grunts and cries of the kits started to die down as they nestled at her stomach fur; the most warmest area. Smoothing her cheek against his leg again, she murmured.* Lay with us...
Trovalius: -Frowning as she once more nuzzled against his leg, the demon let a small sigh escape his nostrils while his ears folded back. He'd really wanted to get some food in him now that his hunger had escaladed as well as take a bath to get the wretched smells of his dirty pelt....he couldn't very well deny her such a simple request. Nodding breifly, he knew he could always sneak away later while she and the kits were asleep, and rising to his paws he circled around and curled his large body behind her's; finding she fit perfectly.- Have you thought to name them yet?
Leyla: *Leaning her head to lay against him, her eyes closed contently. Sighing, her ears laxed back at the feel of the family bundled together. The little murrs and hiccups of the babies made her tingle with bliss, as well as the warmth of her darling Trovalius. At the rumble of his voice, she slowly opened her eyes, and looked down at them. Looking to the boy first, she smiled softly.* ... Well.. the boy does have many tree's on him... *noses him gently* ...and it reminds me of the mighty name that tree's were given... Ent.. or Trent, as some would call them.. *she licked along the budding horns on the males head* Hmm... Trentil... *she whispered, as the boy curled up tighter against his mother. Looking to the half-breed, a soft expression over came her features.* And she possess both of our traits... therefore... I want her name to be resemblant of both of ours... *nuzzling against the girls ear, a little yawn escaped from the kit's mouth. Peeping quietly, she lifted her head to touch Leyla's nose.* ...Lavius... *Turning her attentions to the final kit, a little nuzzle at the younglings cheek only made her stir once.* She is quite a beauty.. and such an exquiset cape of moss... *looking back to the demon, she smiled* What do you think...?
Trovalius: -Following her head to each kit as he listened to her try out the names she'd thought for them, he was a bit surprised she took so much consideration on their looks and traits before bestowing a name for them. Trentil and Lavius huh? They sounded fine enough to him, since the demon had never even gone so far as to name the previous tenants of Leyla's stomach. Raising his ears his eyes fell once more to the little angelic kit...was he really supposed to name her? It was an unsettling thought....what if she didn't like it? What if it didn't suit her? Concern stretched on his face, that is....till a rather scorned look crossed his face as he looked to his paws- Would Isolde work...?
Leyla: *Long white coated ears perked at the name he placed.* Isolde... *she murmured softly, testing it out. Smiling gingerlly, her eyes looked back to her partner.* That is quite lovely, and fitting for her.. *lovingly nuzzling under his chin, another sigh managed to exhale from her. They were all named.. the difficult parts seemed to be out of the way. The friction of his fur to his was reassuring that everything was going to be fine.* ...they're so beautiful... *aired words fluttered in a whisper, grazing at some of the fur on his chest.*
Trovalius: Mmn. -He huffed out, watching the little kits as he wondered absently if they would be like their mother; or like him. Would they desire to learn the demonic heritage that flowed through their veins, even if dilluted? Folding his ears to the side, he knew he would have to be careful incase any of them wanted to go through the rights of demonic passage since coming from a pureblood they technically would be allowed; despite their halfbreed blood. Resting his chin down against the back of her head- Good.
Leyla: *the babies burrowed further against her small figure, huddling for all the warmth she could provide. Giggling softly at the tickles they also provided, she gently rubbed under his chin, giving a small lick, before carefully easing her head down to rest. The toll of the birth was starting to tick, making her head swim in spells. Sleep was very much needed at this point. Tucking her paws under herself, she nuzzled against his pelt, and slowly closed her eyes*
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 2:54 pm
Leyla: *Stepping along the forest's ground, desperatly trying to find her little family, she lifts a paw to sniff the air as well. There. She caught it. On the outskirts of the woods was... Trentil? But where was Lavius.. she'd been gone all day.*
Trovalius: -Easily frustrated with all the scents he had to filter though, the demon let out a few loud elongated yowls; ears flicking furiously to find them. Last thing he wanted was Leyla to send him out after a missing child in the storm-
Isolde: Would you like me to try and fly to find them? -Looking up at Trovalius the femme looked around, wondering where they could all be-
Trentil: *Stopping suddenly, at hearing a howl above the groan of the oncoming storm, he whips his head up, and snaps his head towards the source. Ears flicking, he sniffs in the direction, sorting through all the scents to find his sister and fathers.* I would suggest taking refuge in the base of a tree trunk... or at least putting our armour under a sturdy shelter... this storm will not show mercy..
Leyla: *Also hearing the call, her ears twirked.* Trovalius.. *a small smile curved on her lips, picking up her pace to trot in the sources direction.*
Lavius: > <; *Tangled up in a rather harsh shrub, her vine tangled wings wrapped around the spikes and spines of the vegetation. She too had heard the call from her father, but found herself in quite the pradicament.*
Trovalius: -Finally picks up on Leyla and Trentil once they began to get closer, now to find Lavius- Veer Right....look for your sister. I'll go left. -Flicking his tail he began to stiff the air for traces of his daughter-
Isolde: ...Right. -Stretches her wings and trots quickly in the direction, ears flickering and nose sniffing- Lavius? Laaaavius?
Leyla: *Happily setting course to her beloved, a sudden flash of lightning shokes down into the forest, spooking her a little, and causing her to jump. It manages to n** at the trunk of a tree, making a few bits of bark fly. She dodges them, but manages to get a little nick of the smaller splinters.*
Lavius: *Fluttering her wings in attempt to free them, she only manages to get them even more tangled, and get a few pricks from the spines. Sighing softly, she simply stands there, trying to assess the situation. But her ears perk at the sound of her name. From a familiar voice* Isolde.. *raising her head, she lightly called back.* Isolde, over here~
Trovalius: -Slides his ears back as the lightning cracked down into the forest, sniffing the air quickly to smell that of Leyla and singed foliage. Racing off on the trail he leaped over a bush into the small clearing to spot Leyla, a sigh of relief escaping his maw- Leyla....
Isolde: ....Lavius? -Perks her ears and follows the voice, coming upon her sister and widening her eyes- ....How did you get in there? -Closes in and licks at her sister's cheek, looking in and around her entrapment, trying to formulate a plan to free her-
Leyla: *wincing, she raises a paw to wipe away some of the splinters, pricking a few from her face. Her ears flattened back in discomfort, but quickly rose to the distinct scent that she loved. Turning her head, a smile instantly slid back onto her face. Flicking her tail, she softly padded to him.* Trovalius.. *slowing once she was close enough, she gently smoothed her cheek against his, the deep grumble of thunder sounding above them.*
Lavius: *A greatful smile appeared on her face at the sight of her sister, a soft murr rising at the small affections. Blushing softly at the question, she looked to her situation as well.* I was walking past this shrub... and the strong winds seemed to fluster the vines, making them catch to the harsh barbs, here..
Trovalius: -Pushing his cheek against her own as he's relieved she's alright, his worry returns when he looks down abruptly to see the splinters from the tree sticking out of her fur- ....Is that from the lightning? -his ears fold along his skull, biting one of the large ones to gently but swiftly pull it out with minimal pain-
Isolde: Oh Lavius.... -frowns softly and returns her nuzzle, looking upon the situation and noses her face into the brambles without a second thought of any injury. Her sister was worth it- I'm going to have to try and remove a bit of your beautiful vines, dear sister....some of these would take far too long to unwravel and we don't have time before the epicenter of the storm is over us....
Leyla: *Just as glad to see him as he was her, she gave a soft sigh in relaxation. But at doing so. she felt her wings ruffle slightly at a wind that managed to pierce down into the forest, and n** along her petite frame. Curling her tail around her legs, in an attempt to keep herself righted, a little wince twitched as the male removed the sharp wood pins* Indeed it is..
Lavius: *twirking her ears, she looks back to her dear sister* But Isolde. You will p***k your lovely face. And I havn't the remidies that mother has taught me to aid the pain. *smooth brows furrow in distress of her sisters heroic act, not minding too much of the dismemberment of her vines.*
Trovalius: Hmmn. -The demon muttered as he tried to make quick work of any splinters which would hinder her movement in the joints of her forleg and along her collar line; standing as he too had to fold his wings alongside his moss to shelter the fungi there- There are the pests? I sent Isolde to find Lavius, I had assumed Trentil might be with you.....no one should be out in this approaching storm.
Isolde: We will both have something more pressing to worry about if we stay out here any longer...I will heal. -Offering a confident smile she bit down hard with her longer and sharper than any angelic should have jowls and snappled the branches away from her tangled wings, gnawing the vines attached to them off so they fell against the support of the fellow branches. Getting nicked a few times by the spikes, she lifted her forepaws to push down on the blocking branches, her head twisting to pull back a branch from above- C'n 'ou 'et ouu'? [Can you get out?]
Leyla: *Keeping close to him, as her small body was easily swayed by the wind, she pressed the side of her head against his chest. The vibrations of his voice range true in her ears much clearer this way.* I had seen Trentil earlier with a female, but I have not been able to see him since.. *frowns slightly in worry, the sight quite rare to her features.*
Lavius: *feeling the strain starting to give as her sister worked dilligently, the half-breed gave a careful flitter of her wings. Soon enough, she stumbled forward, gaining freedom from the bush. Standing back up, fluttered her wings, glancing back at their more exposed apperance; well aware that the vines would soon enough grow back.* Thank you, Isolde. *She smiled lightly, and trotted to help the angel out of the thicket.*
Trentil: *Having done away with that female, he kept his body low to the ground and crept further into the woods. The further he got, the less wind resistance he felt. He'd done away with that irritating female, and was qutie glad to be returning to his family. Even if he was wary of his father's presence. Another flash slinked across the sky, lighting the dimming forest. He could smell their scent loud and clear, keeping his wings folded tightly along his back to protect the fungi on his back as his father was.*
Trovalius: -nosing the back of her head lightly, he turned his body to shelter her from the winds, almost fearing her lithe frame could be carried away by the storm.- we'll find them....they can take care of themselves. -Trovalius tried to keep her hopes up, as he tossed back his head with a piercing deep howl which seemed to carry on the very wind-
Isolde: -smiling as she watched her sister free herself, she too was thankful for the assistance as she squeezed herself out from the tangle of bushes. Shaking her pelt off as a few lines of red seeped from under her fur, she looked over at the lacerations on her sister as well, knowing they could have been a lot worse if she fought it.- Anytime Lavius.... -however her ears perked at the sound of their father's howl, nodding to Lavius- We need to go...
Leyla: *Nodding, she settled against his protection, feeling the powerful rumble of his howl. It easily maxed out the loud crack of a whipping lightning strike not too far from the couple, giving a little spook to the golden female. A small shiver nibbled along her from it's earth shaking aftermath, hoping desperatly her children were safe from the wrath of this storm. *
Lavius: *taking the time to pick off a few clinging brambles from the lovely coat of her sister, she took note to the damage that she had recieved.* Mama will be able to mend these easily. Thank goodness. *she sighed, giving a little jump at the sound of the lightning, but her ears soon pricked to the sound of her father's bellow. Nodding her sister, she moved to her side, looking towards the direction of the call.*
Trentil: *There they were. As soon as he heard the howl, he had finally honed in on his parents. Leaping over a few shrubs, he came to their side. He joined alongside his father, in hopes of helping to cover his petite mother as well. But he spoke not a word.*
Trovalius: -Eyeing his son as he entered the clearing, he gave a curt nod to probably the child who took the most like him in personality. His ears flicked up to try and catch any sound of the daughters, but the crackle of striking lightning and howling winds made it near impossible. It was is the very war of heaven and hell raged in the skies above fromt he magnitude of the storm; a gush of wind nearly knocking HIM off his paws and that was a hefty task to do. Turning to Trentil he had to shout above the wind, voice stern- Trentil, take your mother to the burrow under the ancient oak....i'll meet you there once I find Lavius and Isolde. -He'd taken them there when they were kits, allowing them to explore the underside of the tree and of course for Leyla to teach them about roots. Giving Leyla a nod, he pushed his son in his spot as he slipped out; claws digging into the terra as he headed against the wind to find his other children-
Isolde: -clenching her own claws into the ground as the wind ruffled her feathers to cause her to skid across the ground and tear up soil; the femme gritted her teeth as she tried to navigate across the woods, the skies black clouds looming overhead- Hurry, Lavius!
Leyla: *Feeling the transition between the two males, she looked to Trovalius, wary of his leave. Her eyes filled with worry and concern. But it was for the best. Huddling her body close to her son, she squooze her eyes closed as a fierce wind lashed at her, making her gasp softly. Her body was much smaller compared to her sons, and allowed her to cling to him with ease. Arms wrapped carefully to his neck, she curled up against his chest, feeling another screaming wind hurry past her back.*
Trentil: *Keeping his mother close to his chest, and mushrooms secured safely, he nodded to his father. Turning carefully, squinting his eyes against the harsh climate. Another flash, and a roar to follow repeated twice, making the younger male stagger somewhat while leaping gracefully to the base that had been designated. He reached it with ease, as the rain hadn't yet hit into the dense forest, and his agile body was able to bend around the swooping winds. Tuckering down, he slipped into the large tower to hide in it's safety.*
Lavius: *Struggling to keep on her paws, she followed the best she could after the moss-backed female. At the sight of the wind rolling her away carelessly, she bound over to try and form as a buffer for her sister. Keeping close, she wrapped a wing around Isolde in a form of security. If they stayed close, maybe they could stand a better chance. But with the gush of the wind, she couldn't even look in the direction ahead of them without her eyes drying out. The memory of her and her dear friend Boris couldn't help but pop into her mind as she recalled the time they had gotten caught in a storm. But the sharp stab of lightning quickly snapped her back, with a small squeek in suprise.*
Isolde: -shutting her eyes momentarily, she opened them quickly as she felt the secure wing slide around her back and temporary relief from the wind. Smiling up at Lavius for a moment the vixen whipped her head down as the wind was not on their side with the direction they needed to go. Like her sister the vixen nearly leaped into the air at the crack of lightning, a trebling sense of fear knotting up in her gut-
Trovalius: -That squeak was all he needed as he'd pinpointed their location at the wind shift, that moment of silence in his ears a godsend. Long slender claws extending to grip into the terra he shifted his body to sprint through the forest, not long after he caught sight of his daughters and trotted to their sides. Without a word he wormed his way between the two girls and folded his large leathery wings over their shoulders and then yup at an angle to block the wind without getting his wings ripped off.- Lets go. -He shouted over the storm and began to move, knowing the girls were smart enough to keep behind the shield of sorts from the wind as he quickly tried to return them to their mother and brother-
Lavius: *Gripping as firmly as she could to the ground, a few loose vines whipped off from her back; taking a few of her feathers with it. Thankfully, it'd all return after some rest and nourishment. Just as she felt her paws start to lift from the ground unwantingly, the brush of her father against her flank made a silet gasp catch in her throat. Looking to the male, a sense of relief washed over her, causing her to instinctivly press closer to him as they moved through the raging storm.*
Leyla: *Once within the safety of the tree, she slowly released her hold from around the demons body to carefully lay onto the ground. It was soft and warm, from the depths of it resided in. But she couldn't calm, her eyes snapping up to look at the entrance warily. Outside the screaming wind continued to streak along without a hint of stopping.* Trovalius... *a soft murmur escaped her lips, ears laying pressed against her skull.*
Trentil: *Following his mothers gaze, he moved to her side, licking at the little pricks that surfaced blood from the splinters and sharp wind. He too worried of his father and sisters, but stayed strong and calm for his mothers sake.* Father will find them. There is no need to fret, mother...
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