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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 12:24 pm
"Ah!" He yelped, laughing, as his ear was attacked. "I'm glad to -tail- see you're feeling a lot -shoulder- better!" Tweak set the candy at Shy's paws, circling her and feeling her ribs from all angles. Hm... she seemed... there was something off about her midsection, but Tweak just couldn't put a paw on it. Besides, he was more concerned with the color that briefly drained from her cheeks. Did her ribs still hurt after all?
With concern plastered all over his face, he decided to just let it slide. He didn't want to think he was smothering her... "Yes! I'd love to! -shoulderback-" Knowing Shy, she had to be keeping something mythical in her den... Deities only knew what!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 12:32 pm
She let Tweak poke her, tail wagging. Finally, he agreed. Chirping in joy the vixen spread her wings, let them crack, and folded them again. "Alright! I can fly us there?" She asked, spreading her wings again and showing them to him, grinning.
"You aren't heavy, anyways! Come on, it'd be fun." She cooed, winking at him. Hopefully he wasn't scared of heights. If he was... well.... they'd walk then! That wasn't to bad, either~
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 12:47 pm
The male drew in a breath at her wings. He only seen them fully out once, and they had quickly recoiled from pain. "You're pretty." He grinned goofily at her.
Scooping up the cotton candy he positioned himself so she could carry him, feeling kind of dumb that HE had to be carried by HER and wishing fervently that he had wings. "Are you sure? -ear- I can run below if -shoulder- need be, no problem! -earear-" Sure, her den might be far off... but he was in good shape, and if he paced himself they could make it there... well, ok, Tweak had to admit flying was really the best option.
Thank Deities for tall buildings, or he'd be scared out of his fur to be up so high.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 1:21 pm
Blushing at his reaction she looked to the side, laughing. "Well, thank you!" How many times could he call her pretty? She turned to see him ready, kicking off the ground suddenly and spreading her wings, flapping them quickly. Aha! She was well enough to fly! Diving down, she scooped him up and went back into the sky, tail wagging. And Tweak wasn't heavy~
"Yay!" She chirped, forcing herself to not spin, knowing Tweak could get sick from that. "If you need a break just tell me~"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 1:34 pm
The males eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he was suddenly scooped off his paws. Gah, this was so wrong! He should be carrying her! Tweak knew it would take quite some time to get used to this...
Flying was... was... he had no clue. No words could describe it. He wasn't scared, he fully trusted the paws holding him tightly. He was worried about her wings, how long had it been since she exercised them? He was nervous, of course, he was totally helpless up here and if anything happened... but then again, how much could happen in such an endless sky?
Swallowing hard, more out of 'omgimflying' than fear, he let out a chuckle. "This... wow..." He was trying hard not to let his muscles twitch, fearing it might make it hard for Shy to hold on to him, though it wasn't working too awful well...
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 3:52 pm
Smiling when he didn't seem to freak Shyanne hummed, shifting to the side when a bird flew by. Nodding to the birds she smirked at them before flapping her wings strongly to bring both of them higher into the air. "I can't bring you to high, you might not be able to breathe as well."
Her eyes scanned the ground, searching for her den. When she spotted it she spiraled downwards, careful to make sure Tweak felt safe, and floated a few inches above the ground, setting Tweak down.
"There." With this she landed, wobbling slightly. Nnnn. She didn't feel to good.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 9:38 pm
"Shyanne?" In a flash Tweak was at her side, again checking her ribs, frowning once more at the slight taughtness, her wings, her forehead and cheeks for a fever... "Whats -ear- wrong? Was I too -shoulder- heavy? Dizzy? Fly too -shoulderback- far?" Concern was plastered all over his face. If she wobbled because of him... He hated to think he was hurting her...
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 10:32 pm
"Ah?" She laughed at his frantic pawing and words, shaking her head. "Just feeling a little sick.... It's no big deal! It's been this way for a few days. Every morning I get sick." She smiled brightly, hoping that this time she wouldn't puke... she hated when that happened and Tweak may dislike her if he saw that! Oh, she'd hate that!
"We should see my den." She was trying to change the subject, trying to calm the male down just a tad. Smiling at him she made a move to go into her fox hole.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 10:42 pm
Every morning... That wasnt normal... Tweak decided he would keep a close eye on her. Maybe she was coming down with something... Or... Nah. Tweak mentally laughed. What a silly thought!
The male followed her inside her den, lookingnaround and smiling. It was so... Shyanne! The very essence of her. "Totally you, babe~"
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 11:13 pm
Shyanne glanced about, smiling at her den. There were little pink, blue, yellow, orange, and silver ribbons hanging from the ceiling. Different silks were piled together in a corner, probably her bed, and she had carved a little nook in the side where dolls laid. There were necklaces and bracelets lined against the back and scattered glitter she had found all over the floor.
"Really?" She chirped, grinning and heading to her silk bed, flopping down, touching her belly. Was she getting fatter? Pointing at the nook she directed a claw to the dolls. "Those are faeries! Sadly they....died." Hnnnn.... she was hungry for something.... but what? Hnnnn.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 11:24 pm
Faries? How did he not see that coming. Tweak padded over to the dolls. Surely they werent real faries! And... Dead faries at that. Sliiiiightly creepy.
Tweak turned to a less... Morbid subject. "Why the -ear- ribbons?" He asked, simply curious. Waiting for an answer he looked over her again, especially when she touched her belly.
Something was off. Something... "Do you have a mate?" he blurted, body still in a rare moment. As a shamen, a medical expert, he had been forming an idea since he first saw her today, but... Logically it was impossible. Right?
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 4:25 am
"Cuz they're pretty." She mewled, nodding at the ribbons. Then she paused, eyes flicking down to stare at him. What? Did she have a what? Shaking her head she laughed. "Now when would I have the time to get a mate during the time between having hurt ribs and waiting for you?" She asked, rolling her eyes.
"Nooo. Not yet." Yet. A blush touched her face lightly. You know... Tweak wouldn't be a bad mate.... He was sweet and charming and the fact he twitched never bothered her. It was kinda cute in her opinion, made him special.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 4:19 pm
He couldnt help a smile at her love for pretty things. She was quite the pretty thing herself, Tweak mused. He also couldnt help a tail wag at the mention of no mate. "Well, as pretty -ear- as you are, I'd think -shoulder- it wouldnt take much time at -backshoulder- all to get a mate!" He grinned at her.
Flopping down beside her bed, he studied her with concerned eyes. "Babe... Tell me -eartailtail- again whats wrong? And i -tail- mean everything." he placed a paw on her forehead again, not sure quite what to hope for... But ready to stay by her side no matter what.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 5:38 pm
Giggling and blushing she just shook her head. "Such a flatterer!" She covered her face with her wings, surprised when he slipped closer. Clicking her tongue she tilted her head, nodding.
"Ahn.. I get tired randomly and a lot, but I may be tired from stress? I...uhm... well... get sick and sometimes.... you know.." She covered her mouth at this. "My back hurts sometimes and I want to eat the strangest things.. like that pink thing around your neck."
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 8:27 pm
If ever a white-faced fox could go paler, Tweak did. Numbly, he unwrapped the cotton candy and placed it at her paws. Then, swallowing hard, he put his ear and paw to Shyanne's slightly swollen belly, and suddenly felt dizzy. While too early to hear beating hearts, the taughtness, combined with her symptoms, could not be mistaken.
"Are... Are you sure you dont have a mate? Or boyfriend? Or fling?" For the second time in his life his whole body was still, his voice small. The last word he said banged around his skull as a realization set in.
Those herbs werent for sleeping. They were a hallucinogen. He was her fling.
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