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 Posted: Tue May 06, 2025 1:29 pm
Theriar 1
It had been quite some time now since their very eventful day sailing, his boat hadn't made it, so he was waiting on a new one. This gave him much more time at home to spend with Onora. Currently they had just finished breakfast.
"Would you like to go on a walk down the beach perhaps? I feel a little restless, I know its because I'm not fishing but well, I still want to be near the sea, if not in it. How about a swim too?" That sounded like a lovely morning. The birds were singing away filling the island with their sweet back and forth banter. Spring in Matori was truly magical. The bright sand, the amazing food, the bestest company he could ask for. What more was there really?
He stood and offered her a hand. "I'll get to the dishes when we come back, would you like to go to our secret cove?" He waggled his eyebrows at her. They had had their share of steamy kisses there.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2025 8:22 am
Onora 1
Onora put a hand on her stomach. Breakfast definitely felt like it was sitting heavy today. Though she did enjoy the spread she had prepared for the both of them. She grinned at Theriar, blowing him a kiss with a wink as she wiped her hands on her apron and pulled it off finally. She reached for Theriar's hand and let him lift her up from her seat.
"That sounds like a fab idea. The weather is perfect for a walk, we'll see about the swim though. If my stomach doesn't settle down I may have to settle for staying on dry land for today." She threw a laugh to Theriar.
It had been a wonderful time getting to know Theriar better and... well... getting to know him better. They might as well have been like crazed-eyed teenagers lately.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2025 9:24 am
Theriar 2
"Oh that is unfortunate love, I'm sorry." It was odd that she would have an upset tummy but it happened to them all once in a while. He never liked those days.
He held her hand gently and they padded their way along. "Nothing beats a walk on the beach on a sunny day, with a bit of wind," He smiled at her. "The sky promises fair weather for our excursion fair maiden." He mock bowed to her.
He hoped that she enjoyed his antics. He liked to make her laugh when he could. It was a beautiful sound bright and exuberant like her personality.
"I'm seeing quite a few new birds lately, their migration might just be coming in." It was always fun to see what new things you would see, other things came often and were staples of the local fauna. "Maybe we will see something cool today." It was a special kind of thrill. He wondered how Rhiannon the white snaptrotter was enjoying her time on shore leave just as he was.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2025 12:35 pm
Onora 2
Onora all but waved Theriar away. "Nothing wrong but too much to eat I think. A walk will wear it off." She playfully assured him before resuming their conversation. Onora laughed out at Theriar's display of chivalry. It was cute in a cheesy sort of way. "The sky promised fair weather last time we went out I doth think." She joked to Theriar. The last time they went out together Theriar lost his boat and they were soaked to the bone after an impromptu dip.
Onora nodded her head as Theriar continued a conversation on his musings on birds. They were lovely to look at and she would enjoy learning from Theriar as he pointed out different species and things she really just knew nothing about. It was something that even though she never thought she would know birds, she wanted to hear about them just to listen to Theriar's voice.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2025 1:17 pm
Theriar 3 "Okay, fair point." He looked skyward skeptically. Was it them did they attract the storm somehow? "The shipmaster said it would be a few months until he had something that would be able to be tested on the water. Its a busy season apparently. All the more time I get to spend with you."
He hadn't felt like this since he was a teenager with his first crush. Vulnerable. In the best way possible. He finally had someone he could trust. They had been together for a long time, slowly building their trust to such a level that having her around felt divine. She was his best friend, a ray of pure sunshine and a fine and dandy cook. He was so incredibly spoiled and he tried his best to spoil her back. He often looked for fun fresh ingredients when his day took him past the market.
He kept her in stock of fish at all times but sometimes he would bring back poultry or red meat from the market for a change of pace.
The weather held, and it was a pleasant day with a light wind that kept them from getting too warm.
"You know sometimes I think about how lucky we are to live here where we do. I have a zenan ancestor, I don't think I would survive up there anymore. I love the sea and sun too much."
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2025 6:31 am
Onora 3
Onora hooked her arm through Theriar's, letting him lead the way on their stroll. She looked at the pull of muscle under the arm she held and felt the warmth of his skin and let the sun flood her with pure unadulterated peace. She felt the swelling of love in her chest and wasn't able to want for anything more than in this moment.
"You know they say your blood thins out when you like somewhere warm." She quipped. Onora had been born and raised in the warmest places in Tendaji. She could only conjure up one singular memory where she had experienced cold. "I've been to Zena once." She reminisced with Theriar. "It was during one of the winter festivals. It was years ago now, it's been so long. Otherwise I've only known Oba and Matori as home." Oba wasn't a home she had chosen for herself, but much of her childhood had been within the confines of a lord's estate nonetheless.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2025 9:40 am
"Technically I was raised in Jauhar as both of my parents were hybrids as well. So I wouldn't know if my blood would thicken in Zena, nor do I particularly want to find out." Why on earth would he leave Matori. It was perfection and it had an Onora in it and fish and that was all he ever really needed.
"You have been further than me." He winked at her. "What was the festival like?"
His parents had mentioned one or two things from the zenan grandparents traditions he supposed a few had probably survived until his generation as well as some of the alkidike habits and rituals but at this age, he more so worshipped the sea and the sun and the sand more than anything..besides his queen of course.
"I like reading about other places while I fish, I wouldn't mind travel once in a while but Zena seems awfully hostile." People who came down from there had so many fluffy clothes he couldn't imagine cold like that.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2025 10:37 am
Onora 4
Onora smiled softly as Theriar asked about the festival, her gaze drifting toward the sea as the memory bubbled up from somewhere far away.
“It was… glittering,” she said after a long pause. “The snow made everything look like it was dusted in stars. I remember lanterns hanging from every post, and the lights danced like fireflies on the frost. It was beautiful, but it was a beauty that bit. The cold got into your bones. I remember my cheeks stinging and my nose running constantly.” She laughed to herself, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. “But everyone was so warm despite it all—welcoming, loud, proud. I liked that part. Still... I was happy to come back to warmth. Oba was never kind, but it was familiar. And now Matori—well, Matori is peace. You are peace.”
She looked up at him then, her heart tugging at her ribcage like it needed to say more. But she only leaned against him and kept walking, her thoughts lingering on how much she had found in a man with sun-warmed skin and sea salt on his breath.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2025 2:01 pm
Well the sparkling snow did sound rather pretty. But the wind here could hurt ones face if it was furious enough, he didn't want to know that that was like with ice. Ice blood he might have but he was pure Matorian at heart. He supposed his alkidike heritage probably helped him adjust somewhat as Jauhar was hot too.
"That does sound pretty..not as pretty or beautiful as you though. The people sound quite nice, not so different from us here as I thought." Oba had too little water in his opinion anyway.
They came upon their secret cove at a leisurely stroll. Its beauty stunned him all over again. A lovely small beach with some large rocks to one side, a silvery half moon of sand with trees making a thick green carpet behind them, sheltering the cove from the trail that led to it. Sunlight sparkled on the waves and he wondered if that was similiar in someways to her ice firefly lanterns.
"I never get tired of this place, I just feel good here, especially so when I'm here with you." She was his best friend and had become his world.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2025 9:06 am
Onora 5
Onora slowed to a stop beside Theriar, her sandals sinking softly into the warm sand as they looked out over the glittering waves. The salt-kissed air filled her lungs, but instead of the usual clarity it brought, she felt the faintest flutter of queasiness stir again low in her belly. She rested a hand on her hip, but her fingers drifted inward, absentmindedly brushing the base of her stomach. It wasn’t the first morning she’d felt… strange. Not unwell, just off. A little heavier in the chest, a little more tired despite full sleep. She glanced up at Theriar, heart flickering with affection as he marveled at the cove like he’d never seen it before. The way he looked at her, like she was something to be cherished—it made that strange new feeling twist into something else entirely. Not fear. Not yet. Something quieter. Tender. Wondering.
“I don’t know what it is about today,” she said softly, still watching the sun shimmer over the water. “Everything feels… more. Brighter. Closer. Like the tide’s trying to tell me something and I can almost hear it.” She gave a small laugh and shook her head, then glanced up at him with a crooked smile. “Maybe I’m just being dramatic. Or maybe it’s the second helping of breakfast.” Her voice was light, teasing, but there was a quiet vulnerability in her eyes as she leaned gently into his side. “Or maybe something’s changing. I don’t know yet.”
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2025 9:36 am
Theriar 6
His eyes sharpened as he looked at her, he watched her body movements, her expression and he tilted his head just slightly. A suspicion that he couldn't name tried to surface, but like the biggest fish, thought better of it before it fully surfaced.
He could read the tide, the landmarks and the stars he was observant. Her body was trying to tell them something but well it could be as simple as a bit of a cold..or something else.
He wasn't sure what to say so he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and rubbed his hand up and down in a comforting way. "Its best to listen as you do, it can save you from a big storm some days, or a hidden reef. Sometimes that feeling leads you to treasure too. I once found a small stash of coins erroding out of the sand by the waves, I have no idea how long they were there nor how long it took to find them and gather them so, but it was an exciting day I assure you."
He took her hand and his hand brushed her stomach too. Hmmmm.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2025 2:29 pm
Onora 6
Onora leaned into the warmth of his side, her heart thrumming a little faster at the gentle way his hand brushed her stomach. The contact sent a wave of quiet panic and anticipation through her, but she steadied it with a slow breath. Theriar’s words—his endless metaphors about the sea—always grounded her, even when she felt like her thoughts might drift out with the tide. She looked up at him, saw the flicker of something thoughtful in his eyes, and offered a small, shy smile.
“You’re full of stories, sailor,” she said, voice soft but steady. “And you always know how to calm the waves in me.” She turned her gaze back to the cove, the water glittering like scattered gems. Then she reached down and gently placed her hand over his, still resting near her belly. “I think… I think something might be growing, Theriar. Something small, but real. Like a tide that’s just starting to turn.” Her voice wavered a bit, but there was a quiet strength behind it—she was scared, yes, but she wasn’t alone.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2025 5:33 pm
Theriar 7
He lived for these quiet moments with her. He had been so lonely for so long, he had had the sea but that would never be enough now.
He smiled. "Good sailors always are, nothing to do except daydream about you and come up with good yarns when I'm fishing." He looked seriously at her.
"I might calm the waves but I would be lost without you my little ocean." He hadn't thought one could love another this much, but every day he fell a little more. She had the best smile and the most exuberance sparkling personality.
He blinked. That was what the sea and her body language had been trying to tell them.
"REALLY?!" The tall hybrid reeled in place swaying like a great oak in one of those fantastic windstorms. His hand where it pressed against her belly seemed to tingle.
"I.. I..I am so so happy." He pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head over and over as that was the part of her that was easiest for him to reach. "Onora.. we are going to be parents???"
"I bet they are no bigger than a guppy right now..how did you figure it out?" The ways of women were complicated but it was nice to know that both of their instincts were on point. "This is the most important tide of them all my love." He tilted her chin up and kissed her properly on the mouth trying so hard to say the things within it that he had no words for.
"It's something I've seen so many others enjoy and yet, yet it feels like the very foundation of the earth has shifted now." His mind raced and reeled. Jumping to nursery renovations to the books for young children he had been collecting for years..his mother had always read to him and he would have that bond for their child as well.
He whooped and ran out into the water cheering and shouting..something that the mostly reserved alk ice male was not prone to do BUT Onora brought on special things for him including unadulterated exuberance.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2025 11:37 am
Onora 7
Onora watched Theriar splash into the shallows, her chest swelling with love—and a sudden, twisting doubt. The sight of him, arms flung wide against the sun-flecked surf, made her heart soar, yet a tremor of uncertainty rippled beneath the joy. What if she’d read her body wrong? What if it was only a passing illness, or stress, or… anything but the tiny life he already pictured? She pressed a palm to the place his hand had warmed moments ago, trying to listen past her own racing pulse. The softness she felt there was still just possibility, fragile as foam on the tide.
“Easy, sailor,” she called, laughter threading through the words even as her voice wavered, “I said I think—think—something’s growing.”
Stepping to the water’s edge, she let the cool waves lap over her feet, grounding her. “We don’t know for certain yet,” she added more quietly when he turned back, eyes shining. But then she met his gaze and felt the steadiness in it, the promise, and her doubt softened. “Still,” she whispered, curling her fingers in a silent vow, “if the tide is turning for us… I want to face it together.”
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2025 5:40 pm
Theriar 8 He saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes, soon soothed by the touch of the sea. "Don't fear my love, I am not going anywhere, I won't even fish beyond the reef until we know for sure, this would mean in a while you would have to check in with a healer when you are ready. I know little of these matters but I know people who do." He could ask any of the Ninyelt clan except perhaps the younger generations. Every woman was also different. "Trust your body, not your mind." He winked at her. "In the mean time we can always er 'practice,' thus increasing the chances but I have a good feeling...not that I know what you feel but well it is rather a big change..even if it is very small now...and if not then one day it will be...and if we cannot..we could always adopt..if you wanted. Most important in my life is you..over anything and everything else..I am no longer alone." He held her hands as they stood in the waves. Birds wheeled overhead calling out to each other. "Onora I..have no words for how much I love you. I will always be there for you, so long as you want me."
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