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 Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 12:59 am
He gave a sigh and relaxed a little further as the berries were fed to him. He wasn't even sure of Relon ate any of the berries, he was focused first on the shell, then the food, but by the time they were finished, Rowan felt comfortable, and wasn't looking at the nursery every 10 seconds. He let his eyes close and he smiled a little. This was so nice...
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 1:05 am
One or two of the berries passed Relon's lips. For the most part though he shared them with his mate. He was so pretty. His tail markings were lovely, and his hair looked so soft. Once the berries were gone he gave in to the impulse to reach out and stroke his fingers over it. As he looked upon his mate, a more primal desire stirred. Hugs and cuddles were fine...but Relonyrd was a hot blooded male with his very first mate. He looked at Rowan and heavily considered nudging his mate to the back of the cave to copulate...yet...he looked so relaxed and peaceful. He had been so scared and now that he thought of it...his mate did look tired. Relon moved his hand to gently rest upon Rowan's chest and he laid his head back. Tomorrow. There would be time for that tomorrow.
"Rest well mate." He whispered softly as he closed his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:16 pm
Sleep took over Rowan in a matter of minutes. He had been so tired, and so worried about safety for himself and his shell that he hadn't hardly rested at all, and physical and mental exhaustion finally took over. Rowan fell quite soundly asleep beside Relon.
Rowan had no real way of telling how long he'd been asleep. But as he was slowly waking up, he blinked in confusion. Where was he? This wasn't his grotto. Who was this beside him? Rowan turned his head slightly to see the shock of pink hair. His heart started to race as his first instinct was he did something stupid, again. But then he calmed down again. Relon. He knew who this male was. The beta was kind, and too good to be true.
As he laid there, Rowan began to wonder if yesterday had been a dream, or if this was still a dream. What would happen when the other woke up? Hadn't yesterday happened quite fast? Would Relon regret everything? The more questions that arose, the more panicked Rowan was becoming, and the more like a dream yesterday had seemed.
A dream he didn't want to wake up from. Carefully, Rowan slipped away from the other, careful to not wake him. He paused at the mouth of the cave and looked back at Relon. Rowan wasn't sure what was right anymore. He quickly looked away again and swam to the soft sanded nursery, carefully brushing the grains of sand from the shell. He gently picked it up and held it close. Another glance back to the cave. "I'm so sorry..." He murmured before swimming as fast as he could to the exit of the grotto.
And like that, he was gone.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:20 pm
For the first time in years, Relonyrd slept with a odd sort of warmth that had nothing to do with the reflected sunlight angled into the grotto. In his dreams, he heard laughter. The voices of children made a pleasurable murmur in the background as he saw pretty females flitting around. They were all smiling and happy, he could see them conversing with each other. The grotto was filled with their voices. It was by far the most wonderful dream he had ever had. When his eyes finally opened, there was a smile upon his lips. Born from that lingering dream. That was going to be his reality. Soon he would have his family. He would have his grotto filled with joy and peace and happiness.
Relonyrd slowly stretched. The absence of Rowan did not give him any cause for alarm or concern yet. If his mate had woken before him it was possible he had just gone to check their baby. he had been so very concerned with it after all. A simple look however told him that Rowan was not by the nursery. Relon glanced about slowly for some sign of motion. Perhaps he was above checking out the shelves?....
No...he did not see him above. With a flick of his tail and fins, Relon swam down to the nursery. The sand had clearly been disturbed and the little moss flower he had placed by the shell was overturned. Relon knelt and carefully sifted his fingers through the soft sand. The still warmed granules slipped through his fingers. His baby was not here... Relons brows furrowed together as he rose and swam to the entrance of his grotto.
From there he was able to look down and see a good portion of his territory. If Rowan was merely hungry and browsing the garden, or curious and exploring...he assumed his mate would be within easy sight. He seemed too timid to venture too far away right now. However, as he hovered there, he saw no signs of movement any bigger then the fish that passed harmlessly through the kelp beds. Relon's warm feeling of content felt as if it were breaking under a weight he could not quiet explain. His eyes blinked a few times, and he sank to the floor of the grotto entrance.
"Mate?" He spoke a soft and single pleading word as he sat there. Perhaps...he was just out of sight... maybe he needed something back where ever he had come from...maybe he would come back in a bit. Relon had nothing better to do then wait...so he would...he would be back soon...perhaps before it got dark and cold....he'd come back surely....surely....
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