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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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 Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 10:34 pm
 The night sky was vast, twinkling with the precious glowing gems that were distant stars. The crickets sang their nightly praises while the passing breeze carried with it a mild chill. The moon reigned high in the sky, illuminating the world in it's hauntingly pale glow. Ordinarily Belladonna would have been nestled within her shelter fast asleep, however, this night she found herself restless. In silence, she left her home and entered the moonlit night, basking in it's faint glow. Her eyes traveled to peer at the jungles edge. She couldn't help but wonder what he might be up to. She found that he invaded her thoughts quite often since their first meeting and he continued to do so with each meeting thereafter.
She chuckled lightly. It was fascinating that she had grown fond of him and so quickly. However, that fondness would not move her to enter the jungle. That's not to say that she found no comfort there for that was the farthest from the truth. She simply didn't want to invade his space. She knew well that he enjoyed his life of solitude and she didn't dare to ruin that. If they crossed paths she would be elated but she would never think of forcing such an occurrence. For now, she would simply enjoy a moonlit stroll.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 10:52 pm
 Her scent danced and enticed his senses, his ears flickered in slight annoyance of it, his thoughts were plagued by her which only seemed to happen more often the more time he spent with her.
Callum was disgruntled by this, and amused by it. She wasn't like anyone else he ever encountered before, she wasnt some flower looking to be taken care of, nor was she some war monger male hater who just wanted to dominate.
He couldnt sum her up in a few empty words, no she was much more than that. He moved through the jungle's shadows as if he were one, the moonlight streaked through the darkness, whispering of secrets one only needed to listen to hear.
But he wasn't listening, no he was searching...her scent, it was pulling him, calling him and he had to rise to the call. He sat now, watching her, watching the way the moonlight cascaded over her as she moved, on the edge of his home, calling to him without uttering a word.
Whatever she spell was, he was caught in the web of it and hadnt even given a thought to breaking free from its grasp, very unlike him.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 11:09 pm
Her smooth stride came to a quick halt. If he listened carefully he would hear her tsking about something and from his vantage he'd see the cause. Just ahead of her was a small bunch of flower buds that had been trampled on, likely during the day while he was in a different area of the jungle patrolling. With a great deal of care, she dug around the soil, positioning the blossoms so that they stood tall using each other as support. She seemed satisfied with her work but the blossoms sadly remained closed. However, her eyes carried some sort of gleam. Just what was he up to? Her maw closed in on the blossoms and while it was clear she was saying something, her words were inaudible even to him but what he witnessed next was nothing short of amazing. There was a small quiver in the blossom that lasted only briefly, however when Belladonna moved to the side exposing them to the moonlight, the blossoms opened to reveal their true beauty.
"That's much better my darlings." She cooed at them as if she were tending to kits. With a roll of her shoulders she straightened her posture and even smiled. Her gaze lifted from the flowers she had been tending to and peered in his direction. It were as if her crimson orbs were peering straight through the shadows and straight happen. "It would seem I am not the only one restless this night. It is nice to have you within my company once again sweet shadow walker."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 12:19 am
Deep crimson orbs narrowed in on her, and the blossoms she seemed to bring back. Surely she was some sort of witch, he was even more convinced that she was much more than a nymph for the stirrings that echoed within him as he knew her eyes found him, her voice stroking his ears.
"You know if I had seen that happen, the scoundrels would no longer be enjoying this life." His voice rumbled out of the shadows, it didnt dance on the chilled breeze, but clawed into the earth.
"And how could I ignore the call of you? Not even I believe to be strong enough to break this...need..you've created within me for your company." He rose to his paws and swaggered forward, letting the rays from the moon streak over his being, adding licks of silver to his night hued coat.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 12:31 am
"Still your contempt guardian. It is clear they met their fate at the paws of a clumsy kit learning their way." With a great deal of caution and care, she maneuvered past the flowers and closer to him. It was only natural for her to briskly rub her side against his own in greeting. Her gaze drank in every drop of his visage and she couldn't help but shiver as she attempted to temper the fires that raged within the pit of her stomach.
"Oh? And here I thought it was the call of you." She purred seductively when he put emphasis on the word need. Just as he found it hard to break the need, so did she and when she did not seek him out to fulfill that need, she found that her mood would sour. "You are not the only one caught in the malestrom of such a need. Oh the spell you weave is delightfully enticing. I must admit that I have not the will to fight it."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 12:11 am
Her stroke along him only seemed to set fires ablaze where she touched him, causing his deeper, more primal needs to burn iron hot within him, a low growl rumbled through him as his claws bit into the earth as if he was trying to anchor his need, his desire.
"It is you that has evoked this.." His voice seemed to be a growl now, as he clinched his jaws tightly, his eyes never leaving her as his thoughts to wandered to the question if her taste matched her scent, his ears twitched as his eyes followed where the moon danced over her pelt, mentally his paws followed before his eyes snapped back to hers, burning.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 6:46 pm
"Come now my Emperor of Shadows, you cannot lay blame entirely on me. You too have played a hand in the hunger shared between us."
When she caught his gaze again, she couldn't suppress her mirth and even released a light chuckle. " So much your eyes do tell. A question is calling for your attention, just begging to be asked. Or perhaps it doesn't want to be asked...no. Instead it's urging you on to discover the answer yes?" She smiled at him, tilting her head to the side with intrigue as she too allowed her eyes to roam across his form yet again. This time however, she took her time, not caring if she came across as oogling it. She knew the truth behind her attentive observations.
She was appreciating a masterpiece sitting before her. Everything about him drew her in in ways she'd not experienced before. He offered her with unspoken words, things that other males had not. He offered her wholeness and balance. Callum, in all of his mighty splendor was the other half that she had been searching for. He allowed her independence and freedom all the while unknowingly being her anchor. During their flirtatious play when his hunger yearned to conquer her as if she were but a prize, through the haze he still regarded her as his equal.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 10:53 pm
His eyes flashed as he took a deep breath, her scent was heavy in the air, he could taste it on his tongue as the muscles under his coat pulled taunt and tight, straining as he did everything in his powers to hold himself in check.
Claws digging deeper into the earth as his tongue ran over his fangs now, he wondered what shed sound like when he sunk them into her, he snorted. Those thoughts were only pulling his will power taunt and he was already almost to the snapping point.
"Belladonna." He spoke no more than her name, and it was more of a snarky growl than any actual speaking. She could make a male claw out his own heart and offer it to her, for the sake of trying to find a moment of peace but Callum fed on the turmoil within, and he couldnt deny no one, male or female had ever caused such a response within him.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 1:22 am
"Callum." She responded in kind, not the lease bit threatened by his tone or the change in his posture. If anything it did nothing but spurn her on to continue her sweet torment. Oh but she should stop. The poor dear was clearly putting everything he had into remaining restrained. She could be nice and end her teasing could she not? NO. Of course not. Where was the fun in that? Besides, she knew that deep down he didn't want her to stop either.
"You're tense darling. You should relax." She stood and stretched, working out the aches of her old bones. "Perhaps what you need is a good nights rest." She leaned forward and licked his cheek before walking past him, pressing her side against his own as she feigned the action of going back home for the night.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 11:52 pm
He let out a low growl.
"No, your not going anywhere...not tonight." the words snapped out between his teeth. "Tonight, your mine...and only mine." He said, never having spoken such words to another. Not even the mother of his kits had ever heard any sort of declaration.
This was not like him, she drew something out of his locked away depths and he was going to show her.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2016 12:09 am
Bella paused, honestly quite taken back by the declaration. She looked over her shoulder and arch her brow inquisitively at him. Yet it was more than the words that took her by surprise. It was how they were said. They were spoken with such demand and certainty. No, they were spoken so matter-of-factly that she knew he intended to back up those words with actions.
"Only just for tonight?" Her voice held an air of mild disappointment, though she was sure he could understand why. Being his for just a night wasn't nearly enough especially for what sort of tension continued to grow between the two.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 10:33 pm
His movements ate away any space left between them, and in a move very unlike him, he lifted a paw and cupped the side of her face. Her fur so soft under his callused paw pad, he gave her a half smile, half scowl as he looked at her in the rays of the moonlight.
"Tonight is all I can promise. We both know that our time is not guaranteed and the earth will call us back to her at any point she wishes." He brushed a claw lightly against her bottom lip. This sort of tenderness burned him, let a searing ache for something more primal, but this was the right movement to take a burning.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 10:58 pm
The way he moved towards her, the way his maw twisted into that beautiful smile...she was captivated. Truly captivated and left speechless. Every single memory flashed before her minds eye up until this very moment and she couldn't help but wonder how she had come to deserve crossing the paths with one such as he. A true guardian of the earth. A warrior that had learned to welcome the silence and alienation that came with solitude. Callum was magnificent on a level that was beyond description. Nearly other worldly in his own respect. He often mentioned that she had cast a spell but now she had to wonder if it was he who had cast a spell because she was truly bewitched.
At his touch she released a breathe she hadn't realized she'd been holding only to smile soon after at his comment. "The bells of truth ring so clearly in your words. This is what life gives us and so I shall fully enjoy every moment that I am allowed." She nuzzled her face further into his paw and purred at the rough callouses. How she loved the feel of his rough exterior and the heady depth of his earthy scent. It brought her so much comfort and pulled at a desire that she had kept in check but her will was breaking even if she was doing a god job at hiding it. "Take me to your haven and let us enjoy or time together while we have it."
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 11:24 pm
Her fur was as soft as new petals on a flower, and her scent just as heady and alluring. This flowered goddess, this intoxicating enchantress had some how slipped past every wall, barrier and distance he placed between himself and the world outside. He took a deep breath and drank her into him, the air seemed sweeter with her scent in it, he could feel it wrapping around his every thought until he was simply consumed by her, for her.
He would swear that the pull of the earth under his paws was even different when she was near, it shifted and tilted and threatened to topple him off balance.
He felt her words against his paw, and simply said nothing as he reluctantly removed his paw from her face and nodded, there was a beast clawing its way through his being, it wanted to feast on her in every sense and he was looking forward to the experience of it. "Let me take you to my inner sanctum." He turned and began his way back into the shadows.
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Patron Saint Of Farewells
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 11:58 pm
Any will she had left was frayed beyond repair. In silence she did as he bade, following his every step as Callum led the way. The deeper within the jungle they ventured, the darker it became. The darker it got, the stronger her desire had become. The raw and primal surge of need shook her to the very core. She needed to be near him, to hear him, to feel him to be one with him. She needed this more than she could ever begin to admit. It took very littler effort for her to increase her pace so that she walked by his side and once they were side by side, she pressed against him surrounding herself with his scent and the comfort it brought her. That's when it happened. She began to purr and she couldn't seem to stop it from happening.
Her purr had done him in during their very first encounter so one could only imagine what it had done to him at that very moment. Once his inner sanctum had been reached their was no turning back for either of them nor did they seek away out. Down the rabbit hole they both tumbled head first and enveloped themselves within the inferno that was their passion. They relished in the scorch of its flames and gasped with each healing touch that pleasure provided them. But it was much more than just the physical aspect of all of this. Together they journeyed to new highs that only the very soul could reach. Not a single word needed to be said. There was understanding, and unspoken form of communication...a knowing. This heavenly stated lasted into the wee hours of the night only to fizzle out just two hours before dawn, their bodies coiled together in exhaustion sleep easily claiming them both.
It was when the sun had reached it's peak in the sky that Belladonna finally began to return to the land of weakness. Her body ached all over but it wasn't one of discomfort. It was an ache that made you yearn for more. She yawned and shifted about, allowing herself a well deserved stretch before settling back down to simply laze in that spot. She wasn't one to just lay about but she could find no motivation to move.
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