Re: The Fox's Posse [Private/Mature]

by Scylothia Thu Mar 24, 2011 12:50 am

"Okay, good." NAtzaa said. He kissed her, then once again took the lead, making headway down the trail. THe sooner they got there the better.

by tigresswarrior Thu Mar 24, 2011 9:02 am

Jazira kissed him back, and smiled softly. She walked with him, with nadi close behind. She wanted to be there for him in his time of need, and for nadi, whom loved her grandmother.
Nadi walked with them, keeping up. There was no fear, or dread inside her, not for going back to the desert, where she found a broken heart. That heart healed, Kai wasn't even on her mind. Only her family, and Devon.

by Scylothia Fri Mar 25, 2011 12:21 am

(Character Switch)

A few days after his wedding, Reyson was up on the parapets, wings stretched out, the never ending breeze of building roofs lifting his silky golden hair. He was thrilled beyond belief. married to the woman of his dreams, and no longer having to hide his relationship with her from her father's prying eyes; what more could he ask for?

He lifted his powerful wings, then dove off of the roof, literally as though diving into water, and freefell for a moment before levelling out into an elegant glide through the crisp air. The smell of morning glory and honeysuckle filled his nose as he made a great, subtle U through the air and alighted with an owl's silence on Melia's balcony.
He pushed back the curtains, and stepped inside, his glittering green eyes seeking out and finding his love. He smiled, seeing how beautiful she was as she slept, and sighed contentedly. He pulled off his morning robe, and crawled into the bed, spooning her and holding her arm, and kissing her cheek.

by tigresswarrior Fri Mar 25, 2011 12:46 am

Melia had never been happier, now that she was married to Reyson, her angel, her love. Her father saw how happy she was, and had been proud of her, and forgave her. He had found it was easy once he saw reyson wasn't playing with her heart, the angel boy really loved her.

The princess was in bed, when reyson came back. She had a book in hand, reading in bed like she always did, and just like always, she had fallen asleep while reading. But she had somehow remembered to blow out the candle at her bedside table. Melia was sleeping soundly, not feeling him climb into bed with her. He did cause a reaction from her when he spooned with her, and kissed her cheek. Her body pressed back against him, seeking warmth, and he had plenty of it.

by Scylothia Fri Mar 25, 2011 12:15 pm

Reyson inspected her, and grinned, shaking his head gently when he saw the book in her hands. "Silly princess. Always falling asleep and not putting her toys away." he whispered, gently lifting the book from her grasp, marking the page with--he noticed pleasantly--a feather that looked an aweful lot like one of his, possibly the one he'd shed in the training ring the other day.
He set the book on her night stand, and wrapping his free wing around her when she cuddled up against him. He held her close, nuzzling her neck a bit, and falling asleep beside his beloved wife.

by tigresswarrior Fri Mar 25, 2011 2:00 pm

Melia smiled in her sleep, barely aware of him. She nuzzled into his warm wing, and slept much more deeply, feeling safe when he was in the bed with her, his arms around her. She slept contently, through out the night, cuddled close to him, safe and warm. In the morning, she woke up, her eyes opening slowly. Burying her head into his chest, she hid a yawn. "Mmm."

by Scylothia Sat Mar 26, 2011 11:56 pm

Reyson, of course, was so very typical a man. He was asleep more soundly than a rock, snoring lightly with his head tucked under his wing, next to hers. Nevertheless he still had his arms posessively wrapped around her, almost as though, even in his sleep, he was challenging other men, even Gawain, to try and take his bride from him.
Of course, with thier wedding only a few days before, he was worn out--Melia could be a real wildcat in bed when she wanted to be. But in time, of course, they'd settle into a rhythm with each other and both will be able to maintain a more manageable sleeping scehdule.
Already Reyson was having to regulate his activities, juggling them from one twenty-four hour period to the next.
He would arrive home between two and four a.m., crawl into bed, and sleep until about eight thirty when his wife awoke, and escort her to breakfast. Then, back to bed with him for another two or three hours, and head into the training courtyards to work with the soldiers--who sadly were somewhat...lacking. He knew that eventually they would need a captain who could 'whip' the men into full shape. Or he would devote his afternoon to other necessary activities around the castle.
Between four and six, his schedule was booked with attending dnner with Melia, then devoting a few hours to her in the evenings before he tucked her in and took to the skies--indulging his naturally nocturnal tendencies with a night flight. he was quickly gaining a reputation as the 'Owl of Faeltra' for his patrolling flights. It was also around this time he attended to his more mundain duties as an Archangel.

So, basically, Reyson's day was always booked. He amazed even himself that he managed to do so much in only twenty-four hours.

he felt Melia stirring at his side, and his eyes fluttered open. "...Good morning my rising sun. Sleep well?"

by tigresswarrior Sun Mar 27, 2011 12:33 am

Melia lifted her head and smiled at him as he woke up. She cuddled close to him, glad he was hers. "good morning," she replied and kissed at his chin. It made her happy, the fact that they were married, a relief from all the sneaking around, although she would admit only to him, were very exciting. He was her angel, her very own guardian angel, and she loved him more than anything. It had taken her a bit to realise that, in the beginning she had that doubt that knawed at her. But she soon learned he loved her for her.

"i slept good. Did you sleep well?" she asked him, inspecting him, carefully. He was a busy angel. He meant so much to her, she worried when he went out at night.

by Scylothia Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:12 am

"Well enough." he said, but was betrayed by a very toothy yawn. "Ugh... just..." He yawned again. "...need to adjust to a routine as a prince. Not a role I'm really familiar with. Sure, my father was the first Overlord of angels in ages--hell even the job got renamed; named it the Abhereyne after him. But in angelic sociality one's pedigree has little to do with thier status. It's one way we've managed to generally keep peace between ourselves."
He rolled over onto his back, sat up, then stretched luxuriously--making sure that he didn't shove her off the bed with his five foot wing.
"it's our education, our training, and our prowess of mind and body that ultimately decide our status. Therefore, those in power are not inept, as occurs all too often in human aristocracies. It's one example of ours we wish humans would follow."

by tigresswarrior Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:31 am

Melia smiled softly, watching him, rolling onto her back, lazy. "that would be a good thing for humans to learn and do," she replied. "I do wish the world was more peaceful." sitting up slowly, She pushed her hair behind her. "let's have breakfast in here," she suggested. "just us."

by Scylothia Sun Mar 27, 2011 12:06 pm

He looked over at her, and grinned. "Actually breakfast in bed sounds lovely." he agreed. He inspected his wings, and picked up a soft bristle curry comb from his nightstand and proceeded to groom his feathers. After all, a bent or dissheveled feather could be fatal in flight.

by tigresswarrior Sun Mar 27, 2011 12:26 pm

She smiled at him. "alright," she replied, and watched him a moment as he brushed his feathers, interested in how he did that. After a moment, she climbed out of bed and pulled on her robe. Going to her door, she found her maid, and requested breakfast in bed. The maid nodded, and went off to get them breakfast. Returning to her bed, she climbed back in beside him.

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