Fri Feb 12, 2010 3:11 pm by Songhue
Vineda's answer sparked a smile from the wolf, her eyes flashing merrily at the tales recounted. 'Twas no home that was chosen, but one that reached for her, and asked to be made. How wonderful that was to hear.
Slow down and watch your head! I told you, she's fine!
Stop ye chittering and make haste.
"Such a lovely land to have, then! Aye, it doth sound most ideal for thy wandering paws, and such a grand home for visiting souls."
These lands are safe?
Perfectly so, and these others that have ye so fretted are of friendly stature.
"Mayhaps it hath meaning," she nodded to Waterlily, barely resisting the urge to lay her head upon Vineda's side, "This dream of unknown demons. And mayhaps 'twas naught but a dream. All depends upon what thy heart doth tell."
Hey, watch the tail!
"As for who comes-"
There was a rustling in the bushes at that moment, revealing a very large figure that stopped just within the firelight. For a moment all that could be seen was the large shadow, but as he stepped closer the fire revealed a black werewolf with toxic green tribal markings standing before them. His ears laid back cautiously, drawing the eye towards the spikes that showed through his neck ruff, along his spine. Dangerously thin hips exaggerated his large chest and muscular arms, his legs long and powerful as he knelt low and allowed his golden brown eyes to flit over the small gathering.
In the next instant the little rodent appeared at his heel and he blinked, rippling as if seen through water as he shifted. The fire flitted, then stilled, revealing a small blackfooted ferret where the massive werewolf had been moments before. With a large grin he scampered through the low grass and tackled Songhue in the side before she could get on her feet, making her laugh as he nuzzled into her neck fur. She lay down as he settled himself, murring while he rested between her shoulders. Ratto followed after him, moving as if to hop upon Vineda's knee, a smirking grin tilting his mouth as he saw the ferret ripple once more, this time into a massive blue lion with a mane of flames. The feline had a smirk of his own as he absently wrapped himself around his star wolf mate, ignoring the prodding by his guide over his show of restlessness.
Songhue had to laugh.
It hath been some time since ye golden winged was seen, my love.
He simply grinned at her, knowing that he favored this flaming lion as she nuzzled into his warm mane. His blue-toned fires wouldn't burn unless he wished them, helping him to feel safer in this form; still, at her light touch he found himself relenting and relaxed. His blue lion was a warrior's form, as fire was often useful and his dearest elemental friend, though earth and wind were tied to his soul. Yet no matter how comfortable the form or flame, he still found it was impossible to resist her urge to relax. With a loud, thunderous purr he found himself rippling into a great, golden lion with massive wings, which he wrapped around her as she nuzzled closer.
He was so soft in this form, soft and warm. And to her, handsome.
"This is Vineda, my love, she that ye heard word of before. And yon wolf is WaterLily, a new friend. Waterlily, my dear Vineda, this would be my mate. Ye may call him Draëkath, if it so pleases."
"Draëkath? It hath been long since that name was given me."
"Aye, so it hath. Have ye objection?"
"Nay, none. 'Tis a pleasure, Vineda, and ye, Waterlily. Thank ye for keepin an eye on this imp."
Imp, he says. As if he be the innocent one!
Draëkath simply smirked and wrapped his wing tighter around the glowing wolf next to him, flicking his tail contentedly. Songhue leaned against him with a happy murring sound, returning to her friends as if there had been no interruption.
"My own lands were less welcoming, whence they were first found. My mate here was a great aid in creating the realm we call home, as there was magic and potential for a new realm yet it wished to be nurtured and grown as a sapling would. We created it together, slowly, weaving the energies and lands together."
Though he did help, it is mostly her own lands and a part of herself. As their realm suffers, so she doth ache as well. He wasn't even really aware of what he did, half the time he gave her aid.
"Doth thou normally have such dreams, by the way, Waterlily? Some times our dreams know more than we ourselves do."
"And sometimes they're just dreams," Draëkath murmured as he played with her ear. He couldn't help but nuzzle into her; he always worried when there was trouble and he knew she wasn't safe at home. At times he worried even while she was - and always, he felt a twinge of concern and even guilt over how she worried for him in turn, and what wounds he may receive.
Thou may expect a thorough examination when we get home.
Thy mate is fine.
Do'na argue with the woman.
Grr..
Songhue smirked as he shifted with the mental protestation, rippling into a brilliant sun wolf with deep gold fur that held a quiet glow that as it shimmered across his hide as flames over the face of the sun. Nuzzling close, she watched her friends and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes in contentment as she contemplated how such a deep golden coat would easily disappear in low lighting if not for his rippling glow.
What better moment than this, to be here safe with good friends and her most beloved mate, knowing that all was well once again? Her guide whispered in the back of her mind to be glad for such moments; and in her heart, she was indeed glad, cherishing each face in the pale glow of dancing flames.
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Songhue on Tue Feb 16, 2010 9:03 pm, edited 3 times in total.