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She listened closely to his words and felt a pang in her chest. So full of passion and yet filled with so much disdain for the others. Granted no all fell beneath the gaze of his ire but even those who were mildly acceptable were still regarded with mild contempt. One such as he shouldn't be plagued by such negativity. It was unbecoming and if not careful would wither away at the beauty she saw in him. Yet she did not blame him for his thoughts. He was a protector...a guardian that was very attuned to the whims of mother and years ago she was much like him. Any who did not giver mother the respect she so deserved to the fullest was a parasite in her eyes but that was the case no longer.

"Parasites? I remember thinking the very same thing when I was younger. However, mothers wisdom guided me to the truth. Mother is so forgiving and she lends her forgiveness even to those we would deem unfit for they are still her children...young kits still stumbling along the long and arduous path that we call life. They are merely lost and have yet to find their way. It's almost sad...knowing that many of them will never find their way...that their roads will come to an end before true wisdom of her will is obtained...but I suppose that is all a part of her grand design."

Her voice faded as she once again found herself taken a back by his words and yet again she drank in their sweetness. It is then the she noticed the sudden darkening of the sky and the coolness in air. She couldn't help but smile. Perhaps a bit of teasing wouldn't hurt. "It would seem mother see's fit to quench the soils thirst and with her rain will come chill. You are welcome to venture closer and share my warmth." Her gaze remained transfixed on him. Would he flee? She so prayed that he wouldn't.

"You are what you are and I am that I am. Two halves of one whole. Her forgiveness and her wrath, divided into two different vessels separated by lands and time. Perhaps this was her reason to call us to this spot. Perhaps this is why I feel as if I am needed here...in these lands." She fell silent, shifting her position to alleviate some of the pressure that was on her hip.

His response brought her to grin. So he would not run it would seem. Good. Though he did not advance. He was fighting with himself...steadily loosing control over his senses. She wondered how much longer he would fare. "That which chills to the bone only serves to kindle passions flame."

His pride would surely be his undoing. He saw it as her playing a dangerous game but he too was diving down into the depths of the unknown. The sky opened releasing thick streams of heavy rain upon the earth. It muted out the pollen that was in the air but the moisture accentuated the perfumes of the flora that littered the open field. As such it only served to amplify her own scent, the wafting perfume dancing about his nose and caressing his face like a lover's gentle touch when he curled around her. Had she not been so careful she would have purred at their contrast in size. She was not of the average Ulaya's size but she was not overly small either. The two could quite possibly fit perfectly against each other should she choose to close the minuscule gap between them.

No. Not just yet. To do so could possibly mean his coming undone and she was enjoying their little game far too much to have it end just yet. However, she would give him a small taste to sate his known desire. She raised her left paw and gingerly rest it across his own larger one. Such a simple touch would leave him with the sensation that flower petals had fallen upon him...so soft and light that it could easily go unnoticed. This is not to say that such an action had no affect on her because it most certainly did. The flame that danced within her ignited and surged through her entire being. To feel him even in just the slightest against her was overwhelming. Taut muscles ready to spring into action at a moments notice, fur as smooth as the night was long. She couldn't help but be consumed by the sensation of security and wanton desire. Belladonna was no novice to such games of passion. She'd had her trysts in the past...some willingly and others not but none of those encounters sparked a desire quite like he did and all of it was driven by a simple conversation, a simple moment of shared time...an innocent touch. Her scent only intensified in response.

"There...now your curiosity of the softness of my pelt has been sated yes? And my warmth...does it ward off the chill in the air?"

"A shame that a King should be vexed by such desires." She purred while nuzzling her forehead against his own. Bella could feel herself slipping into a blissful madness. In all her years she had never been blessed enough to feel something like this and it made her question that which was thought unthinkable by her clan. Settling down with one male was practically unheard of. The goal was to have as many kits one could have, the females growing with the clan while the males left with their sire. A clan of females that worshiped mother and bowed to her every whim.

Yet here she was, wanting more than that. She wanted him and him alone. Just what was he doing to her? Even if this wasn't to become something more...even of all they were to ever share were their common respect for mother and a tryst here and there, she would not see it end if she could help it. "I wonder..." She paused, her voice heavy with desire and nearly trembling. "I wonder how I can rectify that which vexes you so." She nibbled softly along his jawline before pressing her nose against his.

She drew back and without warning she was on her feet. What she lacked in size and weight, she all but made up for in speed. "Perhaps I will let you sate your curiosities by ways only a warrior can. But tell me Callum...are you capable of catching a Nymph and keeping her to yourself?" With that, she was gone from his side. She left the protection of the willow and ran in the rain with wild abandon, her laughter echoing all around.

Her movements were as graceful as the currents of the stream. The way she would leap over the shrubbery and ziged and zaged through the open valley...it was like watching a dance unfold. She would slow her pace on occasion, looking over her shoulder before dashing off once again. For every stump, rock or tree she passed, she would rub against it, leaving him scent trails at every turn. There were those that would lead him astray while there is one that would lead him straight to her. The hard part however was deciding which to follow.

Even the mud was misleading. Trails where her paw prints had been left behind would lead one to dead ends or around in countless circles. On the occasions that he came close to finding her, she'd dash out from behind a tree that was either behind him or off to the side of him. "Callum..." Her voice echoed all around and danced with mirth. "Come find me Callum." She was enjoying herself immensely. So much so that she felt like a young kit and she wished it would never end. This moment of carefree tranquility. Her laughter...that laughter was so haunting and inviting all at the same time. If only she knew this was only the beginning of something remarkable.