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 Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 3:19 pm
 Two pale figures could be seen walking through the thickly dense, unexplored forest, almost like ghost slipping along for a haunt. Mother and daughter, side by side, traveling to the camp that held the youngers gang of thieves. One bore a rather unsettling smile, with half mast eyelids, while the other a smug grin and sharp gaze.
"Are you sure he doesn't just want you for your body, dear? You're so much more than that... " the older foxtaur pauses, "It's unfortunate your father isn't as bright as you... but.. nothing can be done about it. At least he has his amusing qualities and dashing good looks.." Tatyana chuckled, tail swaying at a rather slow and fluid pace. She herself didn't care too much for this 'love' junk, but for her own daughter, she was curious as to what sort of man really made her want to settle down.
Giving a laugh, the younger female shook her head, "I know for sure that he wants me for all I am.. strangely enough.." she laughs again, looking up to the sky, "he was sleeping around plenty when we were just friends." she grins to herself rather smugly... almost feeling as if it were grand feat to have obtained his love... though it was a feat in it's own for him to have gained hers. "No. He's the real deal, ma. Promise." smirks devilishly, "And if he's not.. well... you know how I'd deal with that."
Both females laughed at that, filling the air with an eerie if not disturbing chill. 
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 4:07 pm
Without much on his agenda, having already taken inventory of their stock, Sebastian had climbed a tree to sit in the protection of the branches, letting his legs hang down while his arms curled supportively under his head. The day was overcast, but the wind was warm and heavy, uncomfortable to simply stand in. Part of the gang had gone on a last minute raid earlier today, and he was carefully watching them sort the loot from his perch. Well, as carefully as one could from such a comfortable position. His tail hung lazily along one leg, the tip twitching as he waited for his love to return. She'd said she had someone for him to meet... and he wasn't sure if he was looking forward to it or was nervous about it. She hadn't given him much more detail than that, and one could never tell what kind of meeting it could be when Amunet was planning it.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2011 6:35 pm
It didn't take too long for the two Foxtaurs to enter into the rebel territory, Mun greeted by a local guard who eyed Tatyana curiously. So the beauty ran in the family... As the two perused through, many turned to take a look, even give a few whistles, which were quickly shut up by the few who had enough sense to keep quiet. Though Tatyana obviously found amusement in it all. Amunet guided them to the center of the camp, and took a look around for her mate, ear twitching as she caught a glimps of gray above. Lifting her gaze, the thief queen grinned and strolled over to him, Tatyana taking her sweet time to check out the place and soon follow her daughter.
"Hey handsome. Why don't you come down from your throne." a playful pout forms, bottom lip puckering out, "Or is this the greeting I get?"
Ah, so this must be the boy. He was cute. Good breeding, obviously. Tail flicking slowly, like a snake slithering about, the wide grin along her face never faltered nor changed. It amused the mother to see what sort of man her daughter chose. He didn't look all too strong... perhaps he was at least interesting. For the mean time, she remained quiet.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2011 10:15 pm
His eyes had started to droop closed, succumbing to the comfort of the protection from the weather he had found, when the voice of his beloved made them crack back open. "As you wish, my lady." He said with a chuckle, rolling off the branch and landing easily on his paws. "Is that the greeting you get? Who do you take me for?" One hand reached to her waist to pull her close while the other rose to her chin, tipping her face up to plant a heated kiss, nipping at the lip that hat been pouting moments ago. "Better?" He asked playfully, nuzzling his nose to hers before remembering she was supposed to have brought a guest.
He turned his head to look, and met a pair of eyes that almost exactly matched his mate's. With a sudden sinking feeling, he noticed the same cream shade of fur was on both women, as well as the pattern of the fluffy tails. He also swore he'd seen that same grin on Mun before. He seemed to remember her saying she had a brother... Had she seriously brought her mother without warning him first?! The only thing he knew about her was that she was wilder than Mun! Women.... Without more than a second's pause to process his thoughts, he flashed a welcoming grin. "So, Mun, this must be your sister."
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 11:52 pm
A wide and pleased grin strew along the thief queen's lips as her dashing mate came down gracefully and approached. The hand around her waist was well welcomed, as well as the intense kiss that followed after. This is what she expected. With a soft giggle afterwards, lovingly nuzzling his nose back, she slid her arms around his neck, "Mhmm~ Much better.." she croons to him, tucking her head to nestle under his chin, and along his shoulder. As her mother was pointed out, her ears twitched, and eyes blinked. Sister? ....simultaneously both women let out the same exact laugh in response, Mun turning her head to playfully hide against Sebastian's neck, "No, silly. It's my ma." she replied, nuzzling his neck, "She's been wanting to see what kind of man I've made mine for awhile now."
Well, the two were certainly attached, weren't they? And quite obvious about their relationship status. An amused grin was painted along Tatyana's lips, watching how the two interacted. How amusing... very much indeed. Tail swaying lightly, her ears pricked at Sebastian's statement, resulting in the unison laughter. Shaking her head, the vixen tipped her head slightly... intently staring at Sebastian with unblinking eyes, "If that's an attempt for a compliment, it's quite overdone." her eyes flash to Mun briefly, "And if you are serious, then.. it looks like you don't know my daughter very well then, do you?" she asked, the smile unwavering... but not friendly... then again it wasn't threatening... more so unsettling. "Amunet is without a sister..." that smile curls into a wide grin, "Yet, that is.." she says in a smug tone, receiving a somewhat perplexed look from her daughter. The grin remained, as did the rest of her expression as Tatyana strolled closer, taking a good look at Sebastian, pausing a long while before speaking, "so.. what made you settle for my daughter then, hm? ...or.. "her eyes drift off towards the wandering members of the gang around her; mostly the females, sizing them up, "Is she just your main squeeze?" her voice was casual, and pretty lax. She was curious more than anything.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 1:43 pm
His arm automatically rested around Amunet’s waist as she hugged against him, turning partially to face Tatyana. Well, the woman certainly didn’t beat around the bush with her words. “Then, on my honor, it was simply an overdone compliment. Though, whether or not it was truly overdone is up to interpretation. She has one brother.” He said smoothly, remembering the few times Mun had mentioned her family.
Doing his best to not fidget under such unusual scrutiny, yet still finding himself rather impressed by her bluntness, he shook his head and grinned at her last question. He was in love with Mun after all. He’d become accustomed to blunt. “There is nothing about your daughter to merely ‘settle’ for.” He replied without hesitation, lightly squeezing Mun’s waist. “However, first things first. How should I address you?” For one thing, he didn’t even know her name. Any mention of her was limited to ‘my ma,’ and he wasn’t about to assume to call her the same without approval first.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 10:13 pm
Her fingers gently brushed along the back of Sebastian's neck, an amused grin remaining intact on her lips. Her mother always entertained her, ever since she was a kit. The woman was about as predictable as she. It would be interesting to see just how Sebbie would handle this meeting. Though they weren't your typical couple, Mun still did want Sebastian to meet her family; which she was quite proud of. She'd wanted to invite her old man too, but... it was hard to tell if he and Tatyana were on good terms or not. And today.. she really wasn't in the mood to deal with their discrepancy's. She grinned further at Sebastian's replies, tail coiling slowly behind her, watching her mothers subtle reactions, making her chuckle softly. Nuzzling to her mate's neck lovingly, she closed her eyes and nestled her face against the nook.
Smirking very faintly, and slowly, the older fox gave a lethargic sway of her tail, "Well... you're not all just looks then, hm?" staring rather intently at him, eyes unblinking, and somewhat dim... but more so in a way that they were deep. He held her daughter's scent quite strongly... and her his... but before her mind could continue, her ear twitched, eyes brightening slightly with a chuckle, "Ah... so you don't know my name then... that's good.." she crooned, sliding her gaze over to her offspring slowly, to stare at the back of her head, "Well. You may call me Tatyana... but I doubt I shall see you enough for you to use it." she adds on, before giving a rather long pause, "Are you determined to fertilize my daughter then?" she asks in a casual manner, letting that glazed stare return to him... lips curling more as her eyes slanted in a more narrow position.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 11:26 am
A soft purr rose as Mun idly snuggled against him, his tail twitching contently for the moment. He grinned at Tatyana’s observation, “So I’ve been told.” He liked to consider himself more than just looks, though he had plenty of looks in his own mind. He wasn’t lacking in self-assurance. “Tatyana then.” He said, repeating her name while she paused, sticking it into his memory, knowing he couldn’t afford to forget such information. The older woman’s next question was a ball he hadn’t been expecting though, physically feeling it like getting socked in the gut. Fertilize?? He hesitated, which said as much as his words did, reacting with only a slight back-turning of his ears. “We haven’t discussed that yet.” He answered vaguely, neither confirming nor denying any intentions on his part, shifting the answer so that it enveloped Mun and himself as a pair instead of just him. He’d never given the topic any serious thought yet, and was now rather embarrassed that he hadn’t anticipated his mate’s mother to ask such a basic question. He did his best to not let it show though, his tail resuming the gentle sway and keeping his body relaxed.
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 9:47 am
Focusing on the comforting and delightful purr of her mate, Mun pretty much allowed the two to get acquainted better. It was like watching a tennis match in the dark, with only a few flickers of fire to give sight; the volleying never certain of it's path. But with her mother's posed question, even she had to falter a little, smile freezing, as well as her eyes peeking open slightly. Her ears lowered a little, eyes as well in an awkward expression. Yes... they hadn't spoken of children before.. mostly because Mun was more than certain Sebastian did not want any. It would have been pointless, and a bother to really talk about it... Flicking her tail more sharply, she turns her head to hide her face more against the feline, to give a peek over his shoulder to the rest of the base... finding something that might be used as a means of distraction from this conversation.
It was almost instant that her amusement was shown, current grin only growing further, eyes narrowing in a pleased manner. Ah... this could truly be interesting. What would he do if he were to find her daughter was pregnant with his offspring. Would he run? This made her tail curl more in excitement just thinking about it. It could certainly be a lesson for her daughter, regardless of the outcome. "Well.. you seem to be intent on doing so, whether you've spoken of it or not. The perfume both of you hold of one another is quite pungent. It would seem as if she were in heat, from how present your scent is on her.." she pauses again, "But.. I suppose that is a very good way of claiming what's yours." with a long sway of her tail, the mother lets her gaze drift off to a few passing by lackies... smirking at how they kept their eyes averted from the little congregation of family. Her daughter had these thugs well trained. "You'll surely get her pregnant in no time. I'm positive." she concludes, slowly starting to wander from the pair, having seen something that caught her eye... There'd been a taur who had dropped off a load of randomly assorted food onto an outdoor table. One of the food items was a quail, still unplucked. Lifting it, and turning it this way and that, the vixen began to tear at the feathers, to get to the tender soft flesh that resided below. After all, that long walk had proved to work her appetite.
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 12:53 pm
Feeling Mun hiding against him, he stroked her back soothingly. It was a shock to him that such a fundamental idea of life had so readily slipped his mind. As Tatyana continued on though, he felt a heated flush cross his cheeks, his eyes locked on the woman like he was watching a sinking ship. He just couldn’t look away. Though his jaw wasn’t on the ground, it was a little slack in awe. It didn’t happen often that anyone critiqued their lifestyle in such a way. “Um…” He needed to say something, but… what? He couldn’t tell his mate’s mother to bug off! Before anything could be thought up though, the wild woman was wandering away to the table for her snack. He had to shake his head to get himself to stop watching her, turning his head back to attempt to look at Amunet, though she was still hiding against him. “So… she’s interesting.” He said vaguely, a stunned smirk taking over his features, a hint of his blush remaining behind.
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 7:02 pm
Comforted by the gentle stroking along her back, Mun once again let her eyes ease closed, ears hiding in her two-toned hair. Sebastian didn't want to hear this sort of stuff... and had really hoped her mother wouldn't bring it up. But that was just like the old vixen, always causing a stir. She was notorious for it. When her mother went on her way, Amunet slightly lifted her head, to look to Sebastian's chin, but not daring to look at his eyes; as she held a flush of her own, which was just as equally rare as his own. "Yeah.. don't mind her, though.." she murmurs, hugging around his neck more, and re-hiding her face with a silent sigh. This was all just part of the process...
Once the bird was plucked, tender pink flesh exposed, the woman grabbed a passing by Wolftaur by the scruff, and pulled him back to her side. With instruction for him to cook the thing, she saunter back casually towards the pair, grin still intact, tail swaying slowly. Her eyes were on Sebastian's back, looking along his body and pelt. As she drew closer, a hand placed to the base of his tail, and dragged up his spine, even to his human back, inspecting him further, "Well... you do seem to hold good breeding. The offspring wouldn't turn out too bad.." she pauses, glancing to Amunet, "Especially with my beautiful daughter being the one to bear them." turning to face the two of them, she tips her head slightly, a calm look still remaining on her face, " I wonder how your father would feel, Mun." she lifts a hand to place at her chin, in actual thought, chuckling at what she could imagine, "I'm sure he'd be pleased.. he is quite the family man after all~" Tatyana mused, closing her eyes slowly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 1:40 pm
Don’t mind? He snorted softly, though it was more out of amusement than annoyance. Mun seemed as thrown by such discussion as he had been. “Whatever you say.” He murmured back, smirking a little at the apparent bashfulness that had overtaken his usually outspoken mate. His eyes flicking up to check Tatyana’s progress with her food, and he was surprised to instead feel her hand dragging against his fur, leaving it standing in her wake. Muscles twitching slightly to realign the disturbed fur, he felt himself puff up slightly at the older woman’s words. “My ‘breeding’ is plenty good.” He said, his tone calm but a little stiffer than he had intended. “And any question to the wellness of any children we may or may not have will be addressed when their arrival is discovered.” Even though the idea of children wasn’t at the top of his list of things to get, he was rather miffed that someone would suggest that any born to Mun and himself could possibly be considered a mere ‘not too bad’ before they were even growing yet.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 1:45 pm
For the first time rather embarrassed, the vixen curled her tail, ears pinning back in discomfort... She had to stop this before it got out of hand. Lifting her head from the comfort of her mate, she looked to her mother with a stern look, "Did you come to visit, mother, or criticize us?" huffing lightly, she gave a gentle tug of Sebastian to advance to the older woman, "Why don't you come see the men we've rounded up. They're a good strong bunch." she gestured towards a large group of them that were wrestling, fighting, in general training. That would draw some attention away from them.
Amused greatly by Sebastian's reaction, she could only chuckle, tail flicking in a pleased fashion. Far too easy... and too fun. But he did hold himself together well. That was to be commendable. Her ears perked as her daughter approached, glancing back at her, and slowly following as the younger woman took the lead. "Ah yes, your team... let's see them." she cooed, eyes lazily looking over the bunch ahead of them, inspecting each one to the last detail.
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