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 Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 9:37 pm
 Warm winds cloaked the shoreline while the heat of Summer blazed. The only relief came in the form of the clouds that blocked the sun, giving a calmer quality to an otherwise exhausting day.
Mikaila took advantage of it all. Small, pink hooves sunk into the sand as she walked the beach, her hands idly fiddling with her syrinx. How long had it been since she'd last been here? The beach itself held memories for her; one, in particular, that kept bringing her back. After all, it was here that she'd met Eli, Det, Sweetfern, Evi, and little Furze. She chuckled, and shook her head. He wasn't likely to be little anymore!
She'd done a lot of travelling in the past couple of days, and as odd as it was, it felt good to muse about time. Still, it didn't keep her occupied for long, and soon enough the pipes were to her lips. Mikaila took a deep breath, and began to play. And as she played, she danced, clipping her hooves when she could, a smile on her face as bright as the sun itself!
What were memories if not preludes to the future? A future that should have had her mate by her side! Maybe she would drag him down here, when she got back? Or perhaps...if she played loud enough, he would come on his own!
Ooh, a delicious plan.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 10:46 pm
 Elitalov was hunting in the forest, moving silently and concentrating on stalking his prey. He was aiming and had almost gotten the perfect chance to shoot when - was that a syrinx? His ears flicked in the direction of the music. He knew his mate couldn't be the only one in the world with that instrument, but then, she was the only one he had ever heard. Setting aside the distraction, he looked back to the rabbits he had momentarily forgotten about, but they had already bolted.
While he was slightly annoyed at the loss of his prey, he couldn't pass up the chance to see Mikaila, if it really was her. He hadn't seen her for... a couple days? And while she was more prone to wandering than he, whenever he decided not to join her he always missed her. Not that he would admit it out loud. (But then, she could probably tell pretty easily. It was one of the many, many things he loved about her.)
Moving through the forest in which he would have blended in perfectly if not for his antlers and tattoos, the cervi ended up in the trees bordering the beach, still following the music.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 11:00 pm
Mikaila slid around the sand like a fighting crab and put her syrinx to work. It had been far too long since she'd used it, but she didn't falter. The song she played was older; something a satyr had taught her in youth. In truth, she couldn't even remember the words, but she adored the way it sounded.
The bright cervi was so lost in her music that she didn't notice her approaching mate until she was nearly upon him. When she saw that flash of green in the trees, though, she spun to a stop, only to trip over her own hooves. Mikaila let out a yelp, and fell, legs as tangled up as a fawn with her face buried in sand.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 11:26 pm
To his credit, Eli tried - he really tried - but he couldn't stop the amused snort that came out at Mikaila's awkward fall. Normally he was the one acting like a clumsy lovestruck teen compared with Mika's grace and confidence.
He hurried forward to help her up, barely concealing a grin as he held out his hands to her. "You okay there, dearest?" he teased, glad to see she seemed mostly unharmed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 2:23 pm
Mikaila's pale cheeks were flushed a dark pink, but instead of focusing on her fall, she just laughed it off. She took Eli's hands to stand up, and dropped one as soon as she was on her feet to give him a playful smack on the arm. "I caught that snort mister! You should be ashamed," she teased. "But oh yes, I'm fine, sweetheart. I just didn't expect to see you." She paused, and frowned. "...My music didn't interrupt another hunt, did it?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 8:40 pm
Eli's grin widened. "Ashamed? But wasn't my coming to your rescue enough of an apology?" He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, unable to resist how lovely she looked when she blushed. "Don't worry about it," he replied, shrugging. "Makes it more of a challenge. When you're the best hunter ever, you need more challenges." He waggled his eyebrows proudly.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 8:53 pm
"It was, and more." She beamed, and wrapped her arms around him. Mikaila hadn't realized just how much she missed the smell of him until she had him back. "Well, I'm glad that I can help keep you on your toes." She laughed. Those eyebrows were priceless!
The petite cervi pulled back a smidge, her arms still sitting comfortably around his waist. "Guess who I went to go see?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 10:38 pm
"Who?" Eli asked absently, distracted by running his fingers through her hair. How had he, of all taur, 'grumpy old man' as Mirala liked to call him, gotten so lucky as to have this beautiful, bright, amazing cervi as his mate? Furthermore, they had a wonderful family with lovely children, grandchildren... and... yes. A wonderful, youthful family.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 10:59 pm
Mikaila moved into his hand, relishing the feeling of his touch. It felt like she'd been gone for ages, when it had only been a few days! This gruff cervi still had her tied up like some young doe, even though she was already a grandmother, and she loved every bit of it.
"Well, Dora's oldest girl, Claireece, went off and got mated on us!" She pouted, sighed, and went on, just as energetic as ever. "She even had kids! Two in fact; a boy and a girl. The girl, Glorianna, was pregnant when I met her, and I went to go see her girls! They're gorgeous, Eli; two little kittens."
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 10:07 am
Eli froze, blinking once, trying to comprehend what Mikaila was telling him. "So, we're... what? What does that make us?" he asked, his forehead scrunched up in consternation and a little denial. He was still playing with her hair, but a little slower now as his thoughts delved into territories he did not want to go.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 9:18 pm
Oh, how Mikaila just loved messing with her mate. She knew how much he disliked thinking of these kinds of things, even if she found it absolutely fascinating. "We're great-great-grandparents...I think." The petite cervi ticked it off on her fingers, and nodded. "Sounds about right." She still had her head leaned into his touch, and had leaned in far enough to be more or less cuddled up against his broad chest. "It's not fair. Why do they have to live so far away? If we're going to have a big family we could at least pretend to like each other!" She huffed.
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