Ash and Emerald's First Full Moon Together

[jaydedeyes]

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== Trods in The Hedge ==--
~ Is in one of many Trods in The Hedge ~

: says to ALL:.... For a moment, the entire world was blackness but yet far from empty. They were crowded without being touched, their senses full of taste, scent and sound but none of it distinguishable even by the wolves inside. Time stood still, or did it race ahead. lag behind.. it was impossible to know. Eventually that bluish-white glow of Anian faded back into existence and soon enough the rest of the world did as well. It was not the same forest they just left, it was so much older… gnarled, thick with evergreen needles and imprisoning branches, like suddenly be trapped deep inside a privet hedge.
Anger stirred the trees, malicious intent to trap the unwary visitors… to toy with them, to rip them apart and devour all that was an enemy to Annwfn and the hedge seemed certain any trespassers were. The violent groans and unseen malevolent eyes stirred the crazed wolf already scratching so close to the surface of Sebastian. It was little wonder the hedge thought these intruders might be a threat. He squeezed Emerald’s hand a little harder than was likely comfortable and tossed his head sharply, an audible breath, almost a snort as he fought the rabid urges welling up inside.
Anian’s cooling light protected the two werewolves: it touched the sentinels, caressed and soothed them… told them who had crossed from the mortal world. A protector of Annwfn, in service of the queen, bound to her by their deal… and his mate, ensnared in the same deal and herself under protection of the queen. The hedge relaxed, though never lost its foreboding aura… and still seemed to grab for them, though less sinisterly, perhaps. That they were traveling a path became more obvious and Sebastian quickened his step once the way was apparent.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== Trods in The Hedge ==--
~ Is in one of many Trods in The Hedge ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She could feel her breath catch in her throat. Those emerald orbs went wide eyed as the beast inside stirred. She kept it under control with much will and continued on with them. She had no desire to remain within this area. She wanted to head on home. This forest was dangerous without any dangerous creatures within. And it bothered her.

She felt him squeeze her hand, but she was squeezing about as hard. So she did not notice if it was uncomfortable or not. Her heart thudded in her ears as she moved faster when he did. Maybe even faster still after that. She did not want to be in this area anymore~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Forever and yet perhaps only a few minutes they passed through thorny trees, bathed in the soft light emanating from Anian. Heart rapidly beating, mouth open to let breath flow quickly, they sped along… and yet Anian always remained the same distance in front of them. It seemed that they were not moving at all at times and others like the nebulous being of the hedge itself was tugging on their cloaks and slowing them down.
The change was subtle and yet, wrapped up in internal battles and fear, Sebastian suddenly realized the world was greener. The ground had slowly become softer, lush soil and moss replacing the hard earth of the narrow trail through the hedge. Now it was almost unobvious that they were on a path at all, the mottled green and brown the same underfoot as it was flowing into the verdant underbrush. The dim light of the hedge bloomed into a mystic twilight, the air warmer, softer, friendlier… full of pleasant smells.
Gradually, Sebastian slowed his pace as Tir Na nOg embraced them. The trees seemed to adhere to any season they wished; some had turned vibrant colors, others had remained a bold green… and a few even had the golden green of spring. In his peripheral vision, he saw something move, but when he turned his head nothing was there… He thought he heard a faint giggle, however. The savage beast within was still thrashing like the wild animal it was trapped in a cage, but it was getting easier to suppress it.
He loosened his vice-like grip on Emerald’s hand and turned his head to look at her. Anian was looping around above them, giggling. Lifting her hand, he kissed her fingers and smiled. Back in the faerie paradise, it was hard to remember why he had been so concerned about it. Here they were a part of nature, psychotic wolf and all, and Annwfn welcomed them.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She looked about at the beauty of it and then felt Ash kiss her hand. She had loosened her grip and smiled warmly to him. He was right, it was lovely here. Amazingly so~

You were right, it is very beautiful here.

~She then moved up and kissed his lips softly. She then wrapped her arms about him and held him to her. Looking out into the place where they would be staying for the time of the full moon. And she felt.... good being able to spend it with him for the first time~

This will be the first time we have shifted in the same place.

~She looked to him, and was a little worried on that factor. She chewed on her lush, lower lip softly~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian smiled, turning to face her more fully as she complimented the forest, which seemed pleased… though he was not quite sure how he knew that. Sliding his fingers into her dark hair, catching a silvery lock with his thumb as it brushed over the side of her face, he briefly closed his eyes as they kissed. His other arm slipped around her waist, pressing gently in the small of her back. As their lips parted, he opened his eyes and smiled down at her; for some reason, the amber spindles through the soft brown of his irises looked more like they were supposed to be there… no longer like the sienna was fracturing to reveal the yellow stain beneath. His fingers combed down through her hair, brushing her spine, watching her as she peered into the forest.
Nodding, he loosed his fingers and brought them around to her face, touching her bottom lip gently with the pads. “Stop that…” he said with a tenderness he hadn’t been able to fully manage for the past day or so. “Those lips are not yours to hurt…” he teased, mouth tugging into a smile and yet his voice was still soft. Tilting his head and leaning down, his fingers caressed and held her jaw as he showed his claim, closing his lips around it. His tongue gently brushed the tiny abrasions she had been creating all evening and then he kissed her fully.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She was about to come up with a reply as a smirk came to those lush lips. But the reply was cut off as she felt his lips touch her's. The tongue brushing over the parts she had nibbled on moments ago before he deepened the kiss. The lids would fall over her eyes and she returned the kiss. Her form melting into his own.

A soft sound left her as her hands went up his back. Keeping herself braced against him as she felt knees buckling. The hood of her cloak fell back and showed the gray with those ebony tresses. Her heart pounding~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... A quiet noise vibrated in his throat, somewhere between a laugh and a growl as he felt her body press against his and seem to loose some cohesion. His hand floating down from her face, both hands now wrapped about her waist and he lifted her up a few inches off the ground. Lips easing their pressure as the canine laugh spilled through them, he spun quick enough that cloak and skirt twirled outward for the brief moment before he set her down with her back to a large elm. He stole a quick kiss before swinging to rest his shoulder against the thick trunk beside her. Eyes flicking from her to look about the forest, he realized Anian had disappeared but did not mind. The little fae had gotten them safely here and he did not doubt now that safe was where they would remain until it was time to go.
Perhaps there were still the nagging fears that something would go horribly wrong, but it was hard to be anxious surrounding by such peaceful beauty. “You’re right…” he said after a moment, returning his gaze to her and smiling. He picked up a dark lock and bounced it on her shoulder lightly, enjoying the silken feel between his calloused fingers, “Now we’ll finally see all of each other…..” That was not a completely pleasant thought and his tone reflected the fact, but as he gazed into her still purely green eyes and kind face, it was hard to picture her as soon becoming something like what he knew lived in him.

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°°Fëawen Táralóm °°
Sidhe Healer | Mistral’s Daughter
Frost’s Mate

~ Somewhere just beyond the mist, Spirits were seen flying,
As the lightning led her way Through the dark ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - CC

--== Paths in The Mist ==--
~ Is on one of many Paths/Roads in The Mist ~

: says to ALL:.... Materializing out of the mists, Feawen flowed between the trees, silent as a shade, in answer to teh call.......the trees had summoned her, their sibilant, shivering voices riding on the wind......*They are here...here in teh Tir Na nOrg...*...Feawen moved into the wood, weaving her way through the forest with the gliding walk learned at her mother's knee, until she spotted the two wolfen....Halting then, in plain sight of the visitors, the Sidhe stepped closer, slender form erect, the silver shadowed eyes dancing in the pale light....*Ash...you've come again...welcome back...* The tri-colored gaze shifted to the woman beside him now....*Ye must be Ash's mate...* The words were more of a statement than a question, and a soft smile lifted the corners of rosy lips....

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:....~She looked up to him and smiled softly, but then looked over as another came about. She would smile slightly, then looked over towards Ash~

Yes, I am. My name is Emerald. If is nice to meet you.

~She would then yawn softly. She was awfully tired~

If you both do not mind, I would like to rest for a while.

~She moved as if to lay down and rest~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to °°Fëawen Táralóm °°S:.... The soft, ever-present, enticing scent of fae suddenly blossomed and coalesced into something distinct as the sidhe showed herself to them. He turned his head at the same moment Emerald did and his amber-streaked sienna eyes fell immediately on the tall, brunette form the sidhe seemed to favor. Sebastian nodded a little to her greeting and then smiled as Emerald so easily agree to that term… it was never one they had used between themselves. “Hello…” the slight drag to his voice was because he could not remember a name nor was he should he had met her before. However, it did not surprise him that she should know who he was even if she had never fully revealed herself to him before. “Thank you,” he smiled.
Turning his attention back to Emerald, he nodded a little: the trip through the hedge had been disorienting and honestly he did not know how late it really was. He helped her remove the bag she carried and tenderly arranged her cloak as she settled down at the base of the elm. Kissing her forehead, he whispered a wish for sweet dreams and then reached up to hang her bag from a low branch. Returning his gaze to the sidhe, he smiled and decided to outright ask, “Have I met you before…?” as he took off his own bag and hung it with Emerald’s.

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°°Fëawen Táralóm °°
Sidhe Healer | Mistral’s Daughter
Frost’s Mate

~ Somewhere just beyond the mist, Spirits were seen flying,
As the lightning led her way Through the dark ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - CC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... Feawen watched as ye helped your mate settle at the foot of a great elm, then turned back to her. A slender brow arched at your question, and then the silvery voice shimmered across the glen to you, rich with the musical accent of the Tuathans....*Ye haven't met me, of course....but I watched over you when last ye were here, along with the wee one...the Darkle....and too, the forest whispered of ye, and your mate...The Sidhe glanced up at the sky with its lowering moon that hung glowing in teh sky....*Soon....Ash...... it will be the time of the wolf again, eh?...* ..Feawen didn't offer her name, as she hadn't been asked for it...but let you know that she was aware of yours...

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to °°Fëawen Táralóm °°S:.... The sidhe’s voice seemed to tingle inside his chest, licking the inside of his acutely tuned ears. He gave a single nod as she confirmed what he thought: her face did not seem familiar, nor did her scent. Perhaps in the mortal world it would have bothered him to know someone had been watching him, but here it was normal. The vary trees sensed and tasted what was happening here and shared it with the faeries who were not, too, watching themselves from the ethereal mist. Sebastian smiled when she mentioned the little shadow fae; ever he would be fond of her for her help when last he was here.
His nod was more pronounced as she questioned the looming transformation, “Yes…” he said with a tight intake of breath and a exhale that betrayed some apprehension. Automatically, his yellow stained gaze lifted to the white near-orb when she did. Glancing down, then, at the reposed form of his mate, he smiled slightly and then took a few steps away from her so as to no disturb her with this conversation. Though he was not really cold, he pulled his dark cloak closer and trapped it between his arms as he folded them across his chest. “Do you have a name I can call you?” he asked, side stepping the topic of transformation as he looked over the sidhe. His eyes narrowed slightly, but not aggressively: his vision was beginning to shift toward the muted color pallet of the wolf, a transition that was getting messier as both forms were starting to suffer a decline in acuity with his advanced age, though so far it was only during the transition he was noticing problems.

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°°Fëawen Táralóm °°
Sidhe Healer | Mistral’s Daughter
Frost’s Mate

~ Somewhere just beyond the mist, Spirits were seen flying,
As the lightning led her way Through the dark ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - CC

--== Caves of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is somewhere in the labyrinth of the Caves in Mountains of The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... Feawen noted the smile that fleeted across yer lips at mention of the wee darkling....and she watched, as ye glanced at the moon, your eyes beginning to reflect its color, both from outside and in....ans she watched as ye glanced to your mate, attending to her comfort and safety even as she slept, and the gold-sparkled eyes, glowing silver in the eerie light of the moon, warmed approvingly.....*You can call meFeawen.* Again, the lyrical voice would curl to your ears, soft now as teh Sidhe had seen how sharp they were now...

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to °°Fëawen Táralóm °°S:.... Hardly noticeable in this human form, his ears twitched a little as they were embraced by her mystic voice more tenderly this time. He smiled as she gave him her name and bowed his head, “Nice to finally meet you, Faewen…” his wording a tease toward the idea that she had been watching him in secret last time. Shaking his head then as tipping his head had made grey-touched brown locks tickle his eyes, he blinked and looked around at the vibrant greens before they would wash out to a muddy yellowish hue in eyes more concerned with detecting motion than appreciating beauty. Gaze settling back on the sidhe, he asked, “What are you?” It then seemed to occur to him that the question was a little rude and he amended with an apologetic smile, “I mean… I know Darkle had a powerful voice…. Do you have a special talent, too? Please forgive my curiousity….”

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°°Fëawen Táralóm °°
Sidhe Healer | Mistral’s Daughter
Frost’s Mate

~ Somewhere just beyond the mist, Spirits were seen flying,
As the lightning led her way Through the dark ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - CC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... Feawen laughed as the question escaped you... the sound rippled through the air, filling the glade with a fey light, as golden as her power....Her chin raised proudly then, and she answered you...*I am Sidhe...* The words rang out with power, as Feawen used the Voice well....*I am Sidhe, and Healer, and Lady of the Air.... * A delicate hand moved, just slightly, and the 'servant came, slithering across the glen to wrap itself about her, whimpering with joy...ye would see only the trail of it as it raised leaves and dust in its wake....

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to °°Fëawen Táralóm °°S:.... Sebastian twitched the cloak tighter around himself as her light and yet penetrating laugh danced through his flesh; undoubtedly a pleasurable sensation, but it stroked the wolf as well. And then the resonance of her answer, the power and pride in it, was heard as a dominance challenge by the half-conscious predator who would not have fully understood the topic of conversation even if fully there. Pulled by the internal force, Sebastian’s posture suddenly stiffened, a foot slid back and his weight shifted to the balls of his feet. On the human face it was difficult to see, but his ears slanted forward and his stare intensified. The cloak slipped as he loosened his arms and completed the aggressive stance by pitching his shoulders forward. He caught himself as a growl nearly sounded and forced his shoulders to roll back as he took a deep breath. “Sorry….” he murmured as he could still feel the causeless anger writhing in his chest and put a hand over his head as though that would someone still it. He forced a smile; “A healer… and the element of air?” he repeated, looking toward the wisp of it disturbing leaves and rustling dirt and moss, “Useful…” he commented, failing at nonchalance.

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°°Fëawen Táralóm °°
Sidhe Healer | Mistral’s Daughter
Frost’s Mate

~ Somewhere just beyond the mist, Spirits were seen flying,
As the lightning led her way Through the dark ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - CC

says to . . . . . .Sebastian: Feawen had stiffened in turn as ye took on the look of the wolf, the predator-to-come apparent in your stance. The Fey was alert, but not frightened, for was she not Sidhe?? The werewolfen could not harm her...but healer that she was, she wished ye no harm, and so stood where she was, no threat apparent to you, either in movement or tone.....*Ahhhh..yes, air...I can use it, to great advantage....* Feawen smiled at you then, a fey smile, matched by the look in her eyes....*Sidathe, here....Sidathe is my familiar, a manifestation of the air....it has fought beside me in battle, has dared to broach the dark Queen's court with me, it had taken Nightflyers in flight, and snapped their bones like so many twigs....and he is only one small part of what the air can do...* Another smile, silver-shaded eyes glimmering with the ferocity that had been within ever since her lessons in the caves of the Tir Na nOrg.....

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to °°Fëawen Táralóm °°S:.... He smiled a little as she chose to politely ignore the burgeoning outburst from his alter ego. Lifting his hand from his chest, he raked his fingers over his forehead, pushing his hair up out of his eyes. He held his hand atop his head for a moment and nodding a little as she mentioned the power of air. When he lowered his hand, the grey and brown locks immediately started drifting back to threaten his eyes. Peering curiously at air with only slightly more substance and hardly any distinguishing odor, he listened as she named it and then related its deeds adjunct to her own. The wolf in him again responded to violence she told, more so to the look in her eyes that it mimicked in Sebastian’s. This time, however, Sebastian knew it was coming. He only twitched some and turned his head away to keep from meeting her gaze fully as the aggressive gesture of locking eyes was best to avoid at the moment.
He took another deep breath and looked back at her, though purposefully looked more at her mouth than her eyes. “I, um… I’m sorry…” he showed an apologetic and maybe slightly embarrassed smile, “I can’t….” he paused and did not tell her about the increasing difficulty he was having controlling this as he passed into elderly years for a wolf – 10. “I would enjoy talking to you…. another time… I should try to rest now….” He made a small gesture toward Emerald and then smiled, though his fear and worry were clear, “Big day tomorrow…”

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°°Fëawen Táralóm °°
Sidhe Healer | Mistral’s Daughter
Frost’s Mate

~ Somewhere just beyond the mist, Spirits were seen flying,
As the lightning led her way Through the dark ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - CC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... Feawen nodded....*Of course...and I understand, Ash.....no worries, you are in Annwfn..* The Fey looked to you, her face masked carefully, for indeed she had realized what had caused your reaction...she looked at you curiously, for she had seen a shadow of age in you that puzzled her...

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to °°Fëawen Táralóm °°S:.... He smiled as kindly as the wolf let him, the lines drawn into his weathered skin deepening. “Thank you….. It was… nice to meet you,” he said genuinely. Sebastian took another deep breath that released in something of a sigh as he moved back to the elm tree under which Emerald was sleeping. Glancing back at the fae as his nose told him she was still there, he smiled a bit again though in fact he was stalling before cuddling up to Emerald…. He was afraid what was inside him might strike out at her. But his eyes fell down upon her peacefully sleeping form and his smile turned softer and he managed to convince himself he would be okay… There was nothing in his sleeping mate that seemed like it was going to stimulate the irrational violence. Easing down beside her, he slouched against the tree that cradled them in its rooms. Emerald stirred as he brushed his hand down her grey-streaked, dark tresses and shifted to curl up against him, putting her head on his chest without waking. Lovingly, he kissed her forehead.

[jaydedeyes]

. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Savagery soothed by the soft and subtle song of Tir Na nOg and perhaps, too, by the warmth of love beside him, Sebastian had slept more peacefully than was usual for him the night before the moon. He had still stirred some and growled softly in his dreams, but he remained nestled in the roots of the elm with Emerald, the tree bowed somewhat protectively over them. How long they slept was hard to guess, for the gentle twilight remained the same, though Sebastian guessed it was now day for Annwfn did not show him a moon as it had been kind enough to do the previous night.
Yawning widely, his tongue rolled out and then flicked as though he was going to lick his nose, but his tongue was not long enough yet. Blinking, he looked around, squinting a little with a look of slight disappointment: his eyes had finished shifting during the night. Not only were the irises almost completely a golden amber hue, but he now saw in the muted tones of canine vision, some of the beauty of Annwfn lost on him. Tossing his head to flip his hair out of his face, he took a deep breath and looked to see if Emerald was awake yet.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She was still asleep for the moment. She had felt him stir, had stirred slightly herself, but had not moved to wake up yet. Something told her she must though and she was trying. After a few moments, those eyes would open and she flicked them over to Ash. A soft smile coming to her lush lips. Then she moved to sit up slowly. Trying to figure out where they were. Her hair was a mes from the sleeping, but she paid it little mind for the moment. Then she turned back to Ash as it dawned on her where they were. She placed her hand on his~

Good morning love.

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... A smile flashed across his face as he saw emerald hues emerge from beneath her lids. His hand shifted beneath hers to grasp it gently and he tipped his head toward hers, licking up the side of her face with a soft, affectionate sound. Rolling away from her, he rose to four feet first and then there was a pause before it seemed to occur to him that he was still bipedal. Standing straight, he looked at her with a somewhat unsure smile and offered down his hands to help her up. “Good morning….” he said in a voice even rougher than usual and apparently self-conscious of the fact that little aspects of himself were already shifting. It was the opposite side of the deterioration she knew only a small fraction of from after the full moon. He blinked mostly yellowed eyes as he asked, “Did you sleep well?”

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She accepted the hand up and looked up at him. She lifted her hand up and placed it on the side of his face. She could feel where he had licked her, but it did not bother her~

I did, did you?

~She could see the changes already. She was having changes of her own too. For the time was coming for them. And she was still very unsure about it. She took a deep breath as she had see the yellow of his eyes. Her head tilted slightly as she watched them now~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... He smiled a little as she touched his cheek, though it seemed like he was forgetting how – it is not a facial expression wolves have, nor does the rabid beast inside him ever do something so pleasant. Nodding slightly first to answer her question, his head then tipped and nuzzled against her hand, eyes falling closed for a moment. Opening his eyes again, it looked like he was going to lick her hand but he changed it to a kiss on her palm before he lifted his head. Sebastian stared at her for a moment or two; he had almost forgotten what the transition was supposed to look like on the experienced but still whole, but he thought she looked like she was doing well.
Stepping backward, he moved to their bags, hanging from a low branch of the tree. Taking them down, he slung both over his shoulder and then moved to take her hand. “There’s something I want to show you,” he smiled and pulled her gently into the groove between trees that seemed to be something suggesting a path. “See that light?” he nodded forward toward a shimmering orb hanging low above the trees an indeterminate distance away. The white light contained subtle hues of all colors and shades; enchantingly beautiful, it seemed to call to all things, though not urgently… more like a slight pull in the back of the mind. And for Sebastian, at least, the wolf seemed to be attracted to it, particularly.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She smiled softly as he kissed her hand. She did seem fine yes, but she had gotten good at hiding somethings over the years. Her hand slid down as he moved away. She watched him get the bags and followed him, her hand in his own. Her head tilted slightly with an expression like "oh?" Her gaze returning in front of her and a soft gasp left her.

The light was utterly beautiful. She could feel her own beast was attracted to it. Her head tilted slightly as she watched it for a moment. Almost seemingly like she was entranced by it. But she managed to snap out of it and looked to him~

It is very beautiful. What is it?

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... He formed another half-smile and nuzzled her cheek as he saw a similar expression to what must have been on his face when he first saw the star. Tugging gently on her hand, he led her along the path toward the light. “It’s a star… one of the Faeries made it…” he explained as they strolled, for even as drawing as it was, nothing in Tir Na nOg ever seemed to hurry except, perhaps, the flitting demi-faes. “I think her name is Nocturne… I saw her but never actually met her when I was here before….” His head had turned to be looking forward at the cool and yet warming glow. “She made it as a beacon… to call Ardhel home… Did I tell you what happened to her?” his brow furrowed a little as he turned his head to look at Emerald. He could not remember all of what he had told her over the last month about Annwfn and his experiences. There was a shade of anger behind his expression, for the fate of the faerie princess upset him – the deal he made with Ardhel herself and now her mother made her part of his pack in essence.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She looked back to it as he told her what it was. A star? Amazing. To call Ardhel home? She would turn back to him as she could hear the anger in his voice about what had happened to the Fae. She chewed on her lip softly a moment~

No, you did not tell me Ash. What happened to her?

~A worried look flashed in her eyes. She would become silent and listen to what he had to say~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... The yellow hue almost seemed to intensify as the wolf surged inside, feeding aggression and violent desires into what would have otherwise been a fairly calm retelling. “I don’t know how long ago,” he prefaced, looking toward the star as he spoke, perhaps in an attempt to drink its tranquil influence, “Some months, I think…. Ardhel was out among humans….” He had to pause a moment and shook his head a little as though swallowing something distasteful, really he was fighting to keep himself calm. “Monks, Dominicans, I think…. The queen said their robes were black… They trapped her with iron… And if that were not damaging enough… The town she was visiting denied her… denied all of faerie…” The look on his face turned dark and hollow and his hand retracted from hers, both curling into fists. “She broke,” he finished, his breathing audible and when he took a breath through his mouth it was wet. The thoughts of revenge, of his suggestion to the queen that she set him loose upon the town, of sinking his teeth and tearing his claws into flesh, were making him salivate… and he relished the somewhat metallic taste of adrenaline and the elevated levels of the infectious agent that would spread lycanthropy if he bit anyone. “Faeries don’t die, though….” He spoke again after swallowing, the hint of a growl in his voice slowly being suppressed if not very well. “Of course…. The queen was collecting memories and other items to bring her back…. I don’t know if she is succeeding… But that’s why I brought the coffee… sludge… that she likes…” he touched the bag hanging off his shoulder. Probably the first person ever to put coffee in a canteen so that it would not spill. In the anxiety of leaving, he had almost forgotten to get it when they collected bread, cheese and jerky from Jeffery, but remembered at the last second.

[jaydedeyes]

. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian shook his head a little, not trusting himself to speak for a little while as they continued toward the palace gardens. He shoved his hands in his front pockets, still balled and stared up at the smiling star they were approaching. After some time, he felt a little more controlled and turned his head to look at Emerald. Slowly, he withdrew one hand from his pocket and took her hand again, squeezing it gently. “…Anyway….” He murmured, “I spent a lot of time…. in the palace gardens, especially under this star…. After the last moon… Drinking the water made me feel better, too… It’s just a nice place…” he managed to smile again, not yet too far wolfish to do it.
Between gnarled trees they passed, or were they gates… broken down and suffering some form of neglect. Or perhaps they just saw no reason to bar the entry of these two, one of whom had once been personally invited by the queen. “The castle is around here somewhere… so they tell me. I’ve never actually seen it, nor am I sure it exactly exists…. Like much of this,” he breathed a slight laugh, though the sound was tight. Up ahead, through the trees, the ground seemed to glitter – it was a pond reflecting the star hanging above its center. “Wouldn’t be one of our adventures without….” he teased, though he wasn’t quite able to manage his usual light tone, motioning to the water.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She licked her lips before she nodded softly. When one looked to Emerald, they did in fact see a gentle creature. Always a smile and comfort for those who needed it. When she was around people that is. Before she returned to Enchantica, she had avoided most living creatures as much as possible. Her gaze turned to look to Ash a moment, then back to where they were going. Listening to what he had said, she smiled softly. Then out right laughed, shaking her head gently~

Yes, it would not be the same without water.

~She was still laughing softly after she spoke. Many of their adventures had a lot to do with water. Fun fun times~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Drawing her out into the clearing centered by the pond, he stopped by the water’s edge. Ringed with a smattering of sagebrush and cattails, the pool was crystal clear and yet the depth could not be gauged, the bottom unseen, lost in the sparkly reflection of the star that seemed to hang low enough to touch though it was in fact just above the tree line. Sebastian kissed her cheek and then let go of her hand so that he could open his bag. Pulling out the canteen and a chipped mug he had taken from the tavern before it could be discarded, he dropped their two bags on the ground. Next he moved to a large rock near the water. It clicked as he set it down in the center.
Unscrewing the hardened leather container, he turned it upside down over the mug: the brown goo flowed slowly out into the mug, congealed with far too much sugar and cream threatening to go rancid. Turning his head away, Sebastian’s whole face twisted with disgust, the odor that would hardly register with a human irritating his nose. “She better appreciate this…” he muttered to himself, though surely the untainted Sebastian did not begrudge the gesture at all. When it seemed not to want to drip anymore, he moved to the pond and scooped up a little bit of the water. Holding the cap on, he shook it and then dumped that into the mug, too. She had told him it was fine with twigs in it, so he doubted she’d mind a little pond water. “Okay…” he breathed and turned back to the pond, crouching down between the tall but sparse vegetation to wash out the canteen. “How about breakfast?” he suggested, though he was still wiggling his nose a bit at the lingering essence of Ardhel’s preferred drink.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Pond in Nymphs Grove (Forest of Tír Na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the crystal clear pond, in the Nymphs Grove in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She wrinkled her nose as she had caught that scent as well. Yuck, that did not smell appealing at all. But she watched what he was doing, then looked to him a moment. Breakfast? Her stomach was turning from the smell, but she should eat something. She gave a soft nod and a gentle smile~

Alright. Breakfast it is.

~She moved to sit down with him. This whole place was new to her. The sights, sounds, smells, all of it really. She placed her hands within her lap and wondered what he had brought for breakfast~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... “Hold on,” he grabbed her hands, pulling her from starting to sit down. “On the other side, aye?” he suggested with a tip of his head toward the foul smelling drink. He showed a slight smile and grabbed the bags, walking with her to the other side of the pond where the sweet scents of the forest-garden masked what was left for Ardhel. Plopping down near an ancient willow tree that bowed over the pond, weeping into it, he opened his bag again. Sticking the canteen back inside, he withdrew strips of beef jerky wrapped up in a cloth. “There’s some cheese and a few loaves of bread, too…” he told her as he unwrapped the meat and laid it in front of them, “If you’re interested…?” He had lost most of his taste for such things now, usually eating the bread afterwards because it was easier on the stomach, but he couldn’t remember if it had always been that way or not. Picking up one of the strips, he gnawed on it; chewing felt good – like he was teething again as his jaw and everything in it prepared to shift.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She nodded softly as he kept her from sitting down. She moved with him to the other side. Now she was sitting down, looking to the jerky, she waves her hand at the rest. She did not wish for either right now. The jerky sounded just fine. She picked up a piece and chewed on it gratefully~

So, what have you heard about this castle that is supposed to be here somewhere?

~She had not missed that part of the conversation. Nor did she miss what was about her. It all seemed.... not real in it's own right. Kind of odd, but in a very beautiful way~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... After eating breakfast by the pond, Sebastian took Emerald through the palace gardens. The area was hardly distinguishable from the rest of Tir Na nOg, with strong and ancient trees, soft, mossy earth under and glittering whispers of shy fae. Perhaps, however, it was more lush and more flowers had been scattered about. Side by side flowers of different seasons bloomed, so too did blossoms generally open at night appear with those that generally closed. But what time of day was it? The sky would not tell; a gentle twilight illuminated the wood enough to see clearly and yet still be cloaked in mystery.
Sebastian�s eyes had already shifted to the depressed color pallet of a wolf while they slept; he could not appreciate the vibrant, surreal shades of some of the blossoms and outright had to ask what Emerald was talking about when she admired some pattern in shades of red and fuchsia on a flower big enough for an infant to use as a cradle. However, with the increased sensitivity to motion, he kept glimpsing spying faeries and little forest creatures whose scents teased both of them. Although perhaps unknown to his mate, he was keeping a better control than usual for this time: of late, before discovering the wonders of Annwfn, he had been becoming unbalanced earlier. The calming influence of Annwfn and her presence reduced his aggressive tendencies to a few frustrated growls when he could not quite catch a glimpse of something darting in and out of the leaves and perhaps kept him from acting on the impulse to give chase and hunt down. Instead, he focused on Emerald and merely became unusually quiet.
They were walking alongside a little brook scattered with large stones that had trapped bits of debris, including bright red leaves Sebastian saw as a muted grayish orange from one of the few trees in the glade that had chosen to recognize it was November. His head twisted suddenly to follow the scurrying progress of a large newt with feathery gills and he gripped Emerald�s hand a little more firmly as he often had over the past few hours to keep himself in a human train of thought. "What color is it...?" he asked quietly, squinting a little as though that might actually help.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She had gone with him and it was not hard to tell he could no longer see colors. And as they continued to walk, the colors for her were getting dimmer as the full moon got closer. She looked over to where he had wished her to look before looking back to him~

It is reddish in color. Though I can not say what kind of red. The colors are beginning to dim....

~She looked over to him and bit down on her lush lower lip softly and chewed on it. But then she grinned. She was feeling rather playful. And so was her beast as she took her hand from his own and took off~

Catch me if you can!

~She shouted over her shoulder, then laughed as she continued to run~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... It was funny how much one missed colors even when only denied them for about twenty four hours, but perhaps being here was the ultimate tease. And of course it would be red, that was always the color he lost first when this progressed normally, before advanced age tugged at the lines between himself and the infection that manifested itself as a wolf. He was trying not to be annoyed, frustrated, angry... randomly violent, however, so he took a deep breath. Feeling her hand slip from his, he turned his head. There was a brief moment when he looked slightly startled and in it, all his efforts to remain completely human leaked out his ears.
The bark was not completely canine, his throat was still human, nor was it reflective of the vicious nature of the thing that caused it. It was, more or less, the expected response to her taunt: I can, and I will, and I will make you mine... Though, an outsider would probably mistake it for the usual hunting announcement made when the pack is needed to help bring down prey. It was an awkward start to run after her. Sebastian first lurched forward to drop to all fours and then realized he was still a bipedal creature. After stumbling on the stream bank, he raced into the trees after her; his sharpened eyes catching the flow of her cloak, his ears attuned to her footfalls, his nose locked on her scent.
Despite the initial clumsiness, he moved with the best approximation of the powerful lupine stride and was soon closing the distance between them. Whipping around a large tree that may have smoothed its bark for him, he was moving too fast to consider it, he flung himself into Emerald's path and grabbed for her cloak, releasing a triumphant noise between a bark and growl.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She grinned and turned. She heard the bark and could not help it, the grin turned into a smirk. And with that, she moved fast, but not at top speed. Going at her full speed would have meant that she did not wish for him to catch her. Which was not true at all. Though she doubted if her beast would allow for such easy capture.

And then her gaze met his and she was still smirking. The look said he caught her, now what? It was mischievous in nature. The beast within her just could not make it that easy for him as she jumped back with inhuman like grace and speed. But she did not run, just smirked as she stood there, waited~

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maeḋḃ's & King Auberon's Dream

~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to High Crown of Annwfn:.... *Nocturne had let the star down, well the second one that she had so stumbled into a packt a deal with the Dream. There it stood that treelike thing, yet a pale greenish skin. The twigfinger had curled around the star staring at it as if there was nothing else. But the voice that had spoked before drawed the gaze back up toward the Queen and the fa'ae took a couple of step closer stood now just a few feet from Maedb, canted the head and grin. The corner of the lips curled in to that mischievous form it always carried up on that face. The black eyes stared at Maedb.. The Dream didn't remember being shatterd, nmor that wind of oblivion.. what it did remember was the stones, the iron, the men and woman hunting the fa'ae down.. the MoonDrop that was stolen. Then of course all this memories that come from thus collected, blood, tears and emotions.. thus that brought the fa'ae back* "They humans turned the back against us.....Mother" *Aye the Dream did know its own ermm Mother thing something.. how it now was among the fa'ae. It wasn't like humans and their structures.. The steamy honey song, the expression as whole continued* "I remember war, is that so now" *Aye there was a memory of Feawen talking about war, that human had turned against fa'ae fully.. now if that was true.. or jsut a mishmash of all the fa'ae heard, scent, picked up as it shatted onto the ground before..*

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High Crown of Annwfn
Maeḋḃ
High Queen of Fa'ae
Auberons's MoonDrop | Ardhel's Song
Annwfn ® | CC

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischi:.... As the sound of yer voice, so long awaited, so bitterly searched, so missed, rose to her ears, Maedb obsidian gaze brightened , the purple shadowed depths rising with the emotion that threatened to overwhelm her as ye named her "Mother"...for she had so longed to hear that name again, so grieved over you....*Aye, Dream...aye, they did indeed, in Wales...The Frost, and the Feawen, Silwen and Peivas, Kalina and Tiril fought the war with Trolls as allies, and the greatest of magicks, and that most terrible of magicks, the Wild Hunt, was called forth to avenge ye, to defend you.....you are home again, Dream.....the war is over, the moondrop we seek still, but I have closed the Hedge around us, and thickened the mists against the monkeys......*

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°°Isil Elendil°°
Sidhe | Lady of Shadows and Light

~ In the shadow of the moon, she danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - PoD


--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ALL:.... Nocturne stood a little distance from the two, watching respectfully as mother and daughter were reunited at last...*and now,* she thought...*and now, there is only Auberon to worry about...*

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maeḋḃ's & King Auberon's Dream

~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to High Crown of Annwfn:.... *The fa'ae pure love as it was, sparkled such too if there was any way to set words to that. THe Dream moved closer leaned against the Queens cheek, brushing its own cheek against. Leaking that ture love that constantly, unconditionally. The star vibrated still in the hands, with twigs curled around.. it nodded, could feel the scent of two humans, yet not, something else. Familiar ina way yet from the past or was it from now?* "Is it over.. then I can go through the Mist with Nocturne? *aauugh.. now go beyond the mist with Nocturne? She was to go to Auberon now was she not, and Abueron still not knowing that the Dream was awake. Wouldn't this destroy the plans that had been boiling up since Auberon had used Nocturne to still the jar with blood and tears?

The fa'ae stood there for a mometn so close before stepping back a little and looked over the shoulder of yirs at Nocturne. A grin played of this Dream, this unpredictable creature.. *

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°°Isil Elendil°°
Sidhe | Lady of Shadows and Light

~ In the shadow of the moon, she danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - PoD


--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischi:.... Nocturne's tricolored eyes, silver on gray on black, fairly whirled with the thought of taking Ardhel through the mists. She had a very good idea after the experience just past, with the Princess, of how such an expedition might go...and the Sidhe shuddered at the images that raced across her mind's eye... at the same time, she rased the shining gaze to the Maedb, as indeed, it was Auberon the King with whom she would now have to complete the circle....*How, oh how, had she gotten drawn into this...this...this triangle, anyhow?* Nocturne shook her head, the movement so slight as to be nearly invisible....

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High Crown of Annwfn
Maeḋḃ
High Queen of Fa'ae
Auberons's MoonDrop | Ardhel's Song
Annwfn ® | CC

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischi:.... The Maedb raised a hand , drawing it over the beloved cheek, looking all the while over the Dream's shoulder....at Nocturne.....Thoughts of Auberon arose, and she remembered that the bargain had not yet been completed, the bargain between the Sidhe and her King....

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... His fist tightened on the thick fabric of her cloak as she leaped backwards and he yanked perhaps harder than he meant to as he smacked himself in the chest, but he simply held the material there. The last, tiny spindles of brown had been overtaken by the crisp, bright yellow nearly matching that of Baltic amber and his eyes held an intense, hungry look. Mouth twisting upwards on the left side, he returned her smirk as he grabbed the other flap of her cloak to further reign her into himself. Staring directly into her eyes, he was standing on the balls of his feet with a slight pitch forward and though it was difficult to tell, his ears were arched upward: all signals of canine dominance. Hierarchy is the most important thing within a pack and everyone is happy once it is established, even if one is the omega wolf. Fights occur when positions are challenged, which rarely happens within a pack but rather when two packs meet� unlike felines and especially primates who will continually challenge each other.
The soft growl in his throat, however, only bore hints of intimidation: he obviously did not expect her to argue with his assertion. As soon as she showed some sign of submission: averting her eyes, dipping her head to expose the side of her neck, a soft whine... it was doubtful her alter ego would go as far as rolling over and exposing her belly, but one or two of the aforementioned indications would be appropriate for a beta. If she made it clear she would not challenge, his smirk would broaden and he would lean in, rubbing the side of his unshaven face against her cheek; she would be able to feel the vibration of the tender growl that had mostly dropped below the audible range.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maeḋḃ's & King Auberon's Dream

~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to High Crown of Annwfn:.... *The fa'ae had no clue about what was going, but there was that scent in the air mm ye were up to something and whatever it was..........someone was in the middle. The Dream just grin and took a step back* "good then, me and Nocturne will go to the wall of corn.. " *The fa'ae did mean what the humans called Cornwall. Then it slide passed the Queen to Nocturne, the steamy honey like voice continued, dripping down over the skin* "ye donae mind do ye now?" *The fa'ae said and gazed right into the eyes of Nocturne. There was this other scents in the air, sweat, blood, skin, hair, beast, human, moist, life, energy, playfulness. The Dream suddenly passed Nocturne and walked toward the small entre to this part of the garden.. black was thus eyes gazing out over the garden ahead, the gaze shifted to the maze, to the castle where thorns and creepers still had grown through all cracks and openings. Around the windows and doors. Then the gaze fell onto the garden agan*

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~No, it was not going to be that easy. As he pulled her closer to him with her own cloak, she lifted a hand. Her gaze did not leave his now as she snapped the strap on the cloak and lept up, this time, leaving him with a fist full of cloak. The smirk still on those lush lips as she watched him. Her gaze on his, she waited for his move before she would make another of her own. It would seem her beast felt that submission was something he had to earn. Emerald would have done so no contest, but not the wolf within. For her, he had to earn it, he could now see her beast in her eyes. Though somehow, the color was actually not much different then her actual eye color. It was just darker.... deeper somehow~

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°°Isil Elendil°°
Sidhe | Lady of Shadows and Light

~ In the shadow of the moon, she danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - PoD


--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischi:.... Nocturne closed her eyes for a moment while she thought as fast as she could...*What to do, what to do?* The Fey had fulfilled her bargain with the Dream, with the creation of a new star, a star that was now Ardhel's own......., and she had made the Maedb happy with the return of her daughter ....but, she hadn't yet fulfilled the commands of either King or Queen, concerning the blasted jar....Auberon had ordered her to steal it from the Queen, that jar that held the memories, blood, and tears necessary to keep the Dream alive and bring her back....and the Queen in turn had found out about her task , and ordered her to deliver a substitute jar to the King.... she had gotten around Ardhel's resistance, and returned her to Maedb, all right..but that was only one part of the horrid mess she found herself in, with no wrongdoing of her own...for she could not refuse an order from any of the Royals...and now....and now..the Princess was "requesting" her services..to go to Cornwall, of all places....*What to do?* The refrain played over and over in the Sidhe's poor head...

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High Crown of Annwfn
Maeḋḃ
High Queen of Fa'ae
Auberons's MoonDrop | Ardhel's Song
Annwfn ® | CC

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischi:.... Maedb kept a hand on Ardhel, letting it slide over her body, coming to rest on her arm as the Dream moved a little away, and she listened, highly amused, to the Dream's request... the Sidhe's predicament was all in a day's entertainment to her, and she wondered, really wondered, with a sense of anticipation and glee, how the Starmaker would manage to wiggle her way out of this one...and whatever happened, the Queen was going to see to it that Auberon got his just due.... *and if Nocturne got in the way?...* Maedb shrugged and let the thought go unfinished....

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... The growl fluctuated toward a fierce note as she defied him and his eyes narrowed slightly. Whether it was the interruption of her escape that distracted the wolf or merely Sebastian�s force of will, the aggression was tempered though it was still with violent force that he flung the empty shell of fabric aside. An ancient Wild Service Tree caught the mass of dark material as deftly as a sapling and yet even Sebastian�s sharp eyes did not see it move: perhaps it knew what was going to happen and moved while the werewolves were eye to eye with each other... perhaps it was just the way Sebastian threw the cloak that it had seemed to be caught.
Sebastian advanced with confidant steps, yellow locked with green, wolf to wolf. At the third step from her, he sprang, grabbing for her upper arms to bring her down to the moss-cushioned earth, intending to pin her beneath him.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She watched as he moved. Her eyes still on his, but she took him in whole at the same time. She would wait for his reaction. But Ash could see, from the look on her face she was not going to make it easy. She was not a fighter, but she was fast and was rather agile and flexible. It was how she survived for so long without the ability to fight.

More of her beast was coming up though, the personalities melding in this game. So, when he lunged for her, his hands just brushed her shoulders as she ducked, then spun about to come to stand behind him. It made one think of what she said. For this game gave "Catch me if you can" a whole knew meaning. And being how small she was, it was easier for her to pull off these things. A soft, inhuman sound left her as she moved back a little. A grin on those lush lips as the game continued~

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maeḋḃ's & King Auberon's Dream

~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to °°Isil Elendil°°:.... *moving from the Queen the fa'ae did, coming closer to ye. The Dream didn't stop till it stood just before ye so very close, still feeling Maedbs hand up on the arm* "and how on this soil would ye be gotten yeself in the way?" *Oooh that was directed both to Maedb and ye, had the Dream start to have a hunch that something was going on and ye where the central figure in it? The gaze travelled over ye and beyond ye, a gaze that sweeped over the garden.. and sudden did the fa'ae spun around*

Maedb:: *For a moment, the essence of the fa'ae boild over, and the expression was slinging out like thorns over the area* "have there been monkeys been brought here?" *It was like the thorns tried to rip open the sky, tear the soil.. ripple the water in the pond. THe tast of sweat, taste of blood, hair, much more did fill the fa'ae. Then the thorns grow, soundly it pierced the body and stuck out. Sharp thorns, same like thus eternal ones in the Hedge. Took a step backwards, around the castle the creeper was pulling tighter as if someone pulled them like laces. But there was something more near that the fa'ae could sense, something it had not sensed since since well before.. in abuilding, filled with lots of ceratures.. Fr... Se.. Fribian.. Serinn.. black, pots.. Frown.. The old sludge vibrated.. somehow that human sweat and that sludge was connected.. the black eyes shifted between Queen and Nocturne..*

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High Crown of Annwfn
Maeḋḃ
High Queen of Fa'ae
Auberons's MoonDrop | Ardhel's Song
Annwfn ® | CC

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischi:.... Maedb's eyes, royal purple shadows glimmering in the Annwfn twilight, turned to you, widening a little as ye reacted so quickly to the scent of them, the monkeys whom she had allowed entry to their world....*Well..they aren't really monkeys,* the Queen thought, as she spoke words of reassurance to you....*They are of the Wolfen, my Dream.....not monkeys...you are safe....safe here...those who hurt you are resting safe in the ground now, become a part of the earth they tried to kill...fear not, child...*

Nocturne: The Queen turned eyes that looked as hard as steel, glittering purple shining in their depths....*Ye had better do what ye were asked to do...and ye had better let no harm come to the Dream.....understand?

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... His fingers clutched at her sleeves but she was gone before he could close his hands. The growl in his throat sharpened and intensified: the wolf was angry it had been challenged� An anger Sebastian could not quell because his entwined soul felt it, too, and frustration, though for a difference reason: she was going to force him to hurt her. Nothing in his alter ego understood games or humor, an irony that it was joined with a person who enjoyed both.
Sebastian spun around, his own cloak whipping out, and their two bags tucked over his shoulder, which smacked his hip. He charged without further thought, faking left and then spinning right, intending to force her to back up into a tree he would then pin her against.

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°°Isil Elendil°°
Sidhe | Lady of Shadows and Light

~ In the shadow of the moon, she danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night ~

Tuatha Dé Danann
Annwfn - PoD


--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to High Crown of Annwfn:.... Nocturne stiffened - the sound of yer voice reminded her of grinding glass, and the look in yer eyes was no better...*Could you mean, take the Dream with her to Auberon? Nooooo..* Nocturne shook her head in an effort to clear it...*You wanted the King to think the Dream was still lost...or did ye?*

Ardhel: Nocturne smiled as her voice, soft and lyrical, curled to your ears....*Nae worries, my Princess...I habe a small errand to run first, and then I will take ye to Cornwall...we can have the Darkle go with us, we can....*

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maeḋḃ's & King Auberon's Dream

~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Pond (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is near / in the Ponds within the Garden of The Palace ~

: says to High Crown of Annwfn:.... *Well wolf or not.. mm the fa'ae seem to calm down, the throns draw back, some vanished some stayed. "if ye mean that then.. I trust" *The fa'ae simply expressed it self then turned to Nocturne, as ye spoked to her*

Nocturne:: *Yet the fa'ae stood where it stood, glanced at ye for a moment then the attention seem to trail off.. near the pond. The Dream sat down for a moent and reached out for something. It seem to be a mug, dirty one by now.. well being laying outside like this. When it was lifted, what ever it was in stired and a smell of coffee, sugar swirled up. The fa'ae stood up with this and the star at its feeting, sniffed the sludge hmm dipped the finger into it and start to eat.. oh this was indeed familiar .. huuh* "mmm aye, sure oki.. " *Again was the fa'ae attention stolen, or so it seem. before that shattering it was a bit easier to understand the Dream but now.. it was like a granade.. with the lock gone.. or even the whole thing on the ground.. so unpredictable ... THe fa'ae stood there and eat..this pretty messy and stinking thing.. well humans wound sure wrinke the nose and say eeeeuuww*

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~Yes, a game and challenge in essence. But the beast had yet to be about like this with Ash. had yet to find out if he was worthy of her. Emerald in fact thought so and adored him with all of her heart. But his beast had to prove to her beast that he was the one she would submit to. So, in reality, it was not a game. It was a test.

And as he lunged at her, going to pin her to the tree, she watched him fake left, then come right. She had been going right already. Oh he was good. But she was fast too and remained going right as she ducked just under his arm and hopped away from him. Even in those eyes, he could see the meaning. He had to prove it~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... He thought he would have her this time, but he was too sure too soon. His arm had already begun moving for the capture and could not change angled swiftly enough to prevent her deft escape. Elbow rotating, he twisted, grasping at her hair, but she was too low and the few dark strands he caught slipped through his fingers and he released a frustrated growl. Plain enough she told him what she wanted: her look, her subtle sounds... that she hovered just out of reach instead of fleeing or attacking. Humans called it 'hard to get' and Sebastian would have found it fun were he not entangled with a vicious creature he feared would kill rather than mate at the end of this suit and maybe both. His stress made it difficult to assert control, but he realized trying to master the wolf�s actions was perhaps the less effective method� instead he focused on his love for Emerald, which he had been doing all day, hoping to write it into the soul of the wolf and calm it.
But a fraction of a second passed after his failed grab for her hair to steady his overthrown balance before he pelted himself into a sprint. She was smaller, agile: she had shown him he could not intimidate her into being caught nor could he hope to simply trap her. He had to get a hold of her: he was stronger, once he had hold of her, she would be his. Coursing her like a deer, he ran behind her left shoulder rather than directly behind her, forcing her to veer right when she tired to outmaneuver him and thus directing her back toward the stream.
Sebastian was not as fast as he ought to have been, his cloak and the two bags slowed him down � trees enjoying the sport snagged him for milliseconds and yet kept roots out of her path, keeping her ahead of him. The inevitable occurred when they passed out of the interference of the trees, into the narrow space flanking the brook where the soil had been eroded away too much for them to grow. Sebastian leaped off a flat rock and hooked his arm around Emerald�s waist, bringing her crashing to the ground with him. Earth that was solid but yet beyond a jolt of impacted caused no bruise for the forest protected them, wards of the queen.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She was watching him, doing her best to keep him in her sights as she waited to see what he would do. She caught what he was going to do, but as she tried to maneuver out of it, she got grabbed as she had miscalculated what he was going to do. She hit the ground and gasped. A low, inhuman growl escaped her throat as she used her own strength to push on him. But he was like iron and she could not break free. Finally, she was forced to submit. Her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy. He had proven himself worthy of it, but it also made her cringe back. Made her feel.... inadequate somehow. Not worthy in her own right. But she did not voice that, she just looked away from his eyes, just submitting to him as her body lost some of it's tension~

[jaydedeyes]

. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... A low grunt sounded when they fell, but he wasted no time considering how the impact ought to have hurt more than it did. Holding her against him and pushing her into the ground with his body, he growled fiercely in her ear as she struggled. Tipping his head, he lunged down to bite her neck, his teeth clicking as he snapped at flesh jerked out of his jaws by her thrashing effort to free herself. Were they wolves, a bite to the neck would subdue but hardly harm her as thick layers of protective skin and fur would cover the vulnerable flesh.
Suddenly, she stilled a relaxed a fraction and his teeth scraped her neck, but something stopped him from breaking skin. His head reared up and his bright amber gaze settled on her face; she signaled her submission beneath his stare. A deep, throaty growl expressed his anger for what his feral wolf thought was insubordination, his lips pulled back to show his human teeth and he seemed to be thinking biting her was still a good idea. His head tipped to snap again at her flesh, but then he reeled back a little, loosening his hold on her.
He shook his head, blinking rapidly; releasing surprised and frustrated growls. When his head angled and caught light radiating out from the star above the nearby pond, there were small flashes of green in his eyes. It was the luminescence that exists inside a wolf's (and many other animals') eyes, that which allows them to see so well in low light: by the random placement, it had apparently chosen this moment to form in his eyes. He was seeing random, disorienting flashes of light much too bright as his pupils were dilated for human light perception. Pulling his arm completely from around her, he pressed his hands over his eyes and the aggravated whine morphed into a fully human, but perhaps not characteristic of Sebastian, curse.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She moved her gaze over to him, and blinked a moment. Unsure of what was going on. She looked over and a gasp left her lips as her arm went in front of her eyes. She could not see a damned thing right then. What in the world was that?~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian blinked a few times behind his hands and then slowly moved his hands away from his face, blinking a few more times. He stared at the ground, at the river bank disturbed by their struggle on which he was kneeling. The reflective coating was still building itself inside his eyes, but he understood what was happening now and now that the rest of his eye was adjusting to the change, it was not as bad. This pre-transformation shift was a newer addition to the list deterioration symptoms. It was only in the last few months that it had began to happen noticeably early; loosing colors had usually occurred sometime late in the day of, but that had been pushed to almost a full day ahead. Rubbing his arm, the slight prickly sensation beneath the skin of fur follicles forming was uncomfortable but he had been distracted enough to ignore it up until now, he turned his head to look at her. Concern flicked across his irritated expression and he put his hands on the ground to slide up next to her; his movements were a bit awkward as his limbs seemed to be in the wrong configuration. Always, since the first full moon after being bitten, his body had felt uncomfortable and awkward on this day and increasingly so as moonrise approached. "Did I hurt you...?" he asked softly, brushing his hand tenderly along her arm.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She looked over to him and then shook her head softly. The bite to her neck hurt a little, but it was not as if she would not get over that. She moved to sit up and rubbed at her arm lightly. She still had that feeling of inadequacy moving through her. Mostly from her beast as Emerald was just not a violent person, but being mentally merging as they were.... the feelings moved through her just as well. She did not look him in the eyes, but she did smile~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... It made Sebastian a little uneasy that she did not look directly at him, but the wolf inside strutted as though it had accomplished something significant, despite having believed 'king of the forest' was its right. He could not blame her for resisting, much as he needed to be angry at something: he was just glad her wolf did not react the way his would have... His would die before giving an inch, which was probably part of the reason he was still alive. Slowly, because he did not want to invoke an unwanted reaction from her alter ego, he reached one hand to touch her upper arm... and then gently pulled her toward him while he shifted position to be sitting more comfortably beside her, hip to hip but facing opposite directions. Wrapping his other arm around her shoulders as well, he kissed her forehead and then nuzzled the side of his face against hers. "Something is wrong..." he pressed quietly, "Did I scare you?" He had thought he was keeping the truly vicious part of himself controlled, Annwfn itself was helping with that... a non-werewolf or other so-called dark creature might have found that frightening, but he doubted she did... She was fighting him well up until the end.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~Normally she too would not have given an inch. But it was a test, not a fight to the death. But it felt as if it was to easy.... to easy for him to subdue her and that caused a huge hit to the ego her beast had. She felt him take her into his arms and did not resist him. But she still did not look up to him. She shook her head~

No, you did not frighten me....

~She chewed on her lush, lower lip. But even as he held her, she felt withdrawn. Her voice but a soft whisper, barely audible, though he probably heard~

I am just not good enough....

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian smiled a little when she assured him there was nothing frightening about the incident, "Of course not...." he murmured. Turning his head a little to look at her, he looked perplexed only for a moment before his alter ego translated for him. "No..." he shook his head slightly and he moved one arm from around her. Brushing her lips gently, he reminded her, "Those are mine... I just proved it.... Don't hurt them..." Leaning in, he placed a light kiss on her lips and then straightened again. "Look in my eyes, Emerald..." his roughened voice was still gentle, but had turned serious. He had to blink a few times, as light still was flashing occasionally as the reflective coating continued to develop, but then he looked at her steadily and gently moved her chin to try to direct her gaze while he took his other arm off of her shoulders.
As soon as she did make contact, the monster inside him reared; his body flinched slightly as he forced it to stay still and he swallowed a growl, locking his jaw and setting his teeth. And yet the wolf would not blink or look away, he had to turn her chin to break the stare if she did not lower her eyes under the evident threat. He took a deep breath, but it was still evident that he was having difficulty maintaining calm; "If you had put up more of a fight... I would have killed you...." he said quietly, voice laced with anger, dropping his hand. Though, it was possible, the shifting process his eyes were going through would have stopped him at that time regardless of what she was doing... Still, it is not a good idea to rely on an unpredictable process.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She felt his lips brush her own and then the command to look up to him. She heard his words and then had to look up at him. She did, but only for a moment, then she averted her gaze. Listening to him, she moved and got to her feet. More of a fight and she would have been dead? It did not matter, her beast's feelings did not change. She looked to him, but her gaze did not meet his own now~

I.... my beast was not out for a blood bath. She wanted to test yours I guess. To see if you were worthy of the submission. But now I understand, in all rights, I am not worthy of you.

~She could not look at him and she felt tears sting those eyes of her's. But she turned away from him before he could see them. She took a deep breath to calm the shaking she was feeling, but it was not fear that caused it~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... He straightened as she stood up and watched her drift away a few steps before he felt compelled to jump to his feet and nearly tangled himself in his cloak in the urgency to prevent any appearance of being lower than her. Releasing a disgruntled breath, he untied his cloak and tried to focus on putting it and the two bags in the branches of a nearby yew. "Don't be ridiculous," he snapped, the intentional distraction backfiring as it allowed irritable remarks to flow unchecked. "Just because your 'beast' isn't a blood-thirsty... lunatic..." he slowed down as he realized what he was saying, "Doesn't mean..." He released a sigh tinged with an annoyed whine and then took a deep breath as he turned around to look at her. "Emerald.... You are the only one I have ever loved... And if that is not worthy enough - " he stopped himself again as his positive declaration was about to be twisted into some angered expression. "You are stronger by far than this self-pity..." He stopped again and growled at himself. "I am going to stop talking," he declared with a definitive gesture, "And you are going to come over here with your tail -" the growl was fiercer but still mostly directed inward. "Come here!" he demanded with a jerk of his hand to the dirt in front of him.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~Self pity? Yes, that was there. But there was more. It.... really hurt. She did not look to him as she listened to him speak. She did not flinch at his words, she licked her lips. He loved her, she knew he did. She loved him too. Then why did she feel like such an invalid? So much so that she was fighting back tears? She did not know, but she had been about to reply and tell him that she did love him too when he yelled for her to come over there. She turned and looked to him, but her gaze did not meet his as she walked over to where he had pointed. Her gaze meeting his chest instead of his face or eyes. But even then, one could see a glitter of tears there~

I love you too Ash. I do....

~It was all she could say really~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... His fingers were flexing, reacting to the discomfort of adrenaline surging through his system; the metallic taste of it and the bitter edge that was the lycanthropic infection, bleeding like venom into his mouth, preparing to infect others should an unwary mortal cross his path and somehow survive him. His bright amber eyes watched her come to him as he asked, though he had not meant to... with her tail between her legs. They had mostly finished shifting now; it was a smooth green sheen behind his pupils that reflected the gentle twilight, hardly visible now but it would glow eerily should light shine directly into them. Taking a deep breath, he inhaled her scent laced with this upset that tugged at his entwined soul even as that soul thrashed against the soft, sweet song of Annwfn that was suppressing the worst parts of it.
Sebastian lifted his hands and placed them on the sides of her face. He did not try to look directly in her eyes and risk making his surfacing lupine side feel challenged and he kept to his statement about not speaking anymore. He placed a gentle kiss in the center of her forehead, closing his eyes, and then he tipped his head and tenderly licked her face, cleaning up the tears. Vision was not required; he knew every contour of her face as though it were his own.
A soft noise, somewhere between a growl and a whine, vibrated in his throat; it begged her to not feel this way. Sebastian opened his eyes and looked just below her eyes to try to read her expression. Noticing the glistening marks of his tongue, he moved his hands to brush his thumbs across her cheeks... but then apparently forgot the objection and nuzzled her cheek, licking that too.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She felt his lips press to her forehead and closed her eyes. Feeling him licking the tears from her cheeks. She swallowed hard against anymore that wanted to spring forth. The sound was heard and it caught her off guard a little. She felt him watching her expression before he moved his thumbs across her cheeks, then nuzzled and licked her once more.

She took a deep, shuddering breath, then returned the nuzzle. Then she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the feel of him. For she truly loves him. The changes taking place as well, she did not know what was going to happen after that. Especially after what had already happened. She just left her eyes closed and leaned against him without a word~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian made a soft, rumbling sound in his throat as she surrendered into his embrace: it expressed contentment, though he was still worried about her. Tenderly, he brushed his hands back through her hair, removing his fingers before entangling; he repeated this motion multiple times, combing through her hair and smoothing it down her back. His temple but an inch away from hers, he watched her expression from a position unable to meet her eyes directly. He could feel her warm breath on his jaw and every inhale of his filled him with her scent. As she must have been able to smell on him all day, he could smell the beginnings of chemical changes that would soon enough cascade when the full moon rose. Laces with that were the bittersweet tangs of her tears; even after he had cleaned them from her face, traces of her emotional state lingered in the air.
Wrapping his arms protectively, and perhaps possessively, around her, he rubbed his nose in her hair behind her ear, where humans still produce scent signals though most of their kind can only read a few subconsciously. To Sebastian's heightened senses, and likely hers too, her soul was laid bare insofar as it could be diminished to scent alone. Breathing deeply of her for a moment, he then licked around her ear as though trying to clean up those hints of distress as well... like maybe if she no longer smelled upset, she would not be. Capturing her ear in his teeth after three or four licks, he tugged gently; his alter ego did not understand games... but maybe it could learn. Here where playfulness was a lifestyle and the overwhelming love of faerie eased what he had feared would harm her if she took her game/test too far, maybe it was possible... maybe he would be able to maintain enough control for her to feel satisfied that her challenge was a worthy one.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She nuzzled him softly, a soft sound leaving her throat. Feeling him lick, then pull on her ear lightly. She nipped at his neck softly as her arms went about him and she leaned against him fully. Her small frame against his larger one. After another nip, she rested her head on his shoulder.

She was not happy with her own feelings of self pity running through her slender form. But this time she forced them aside and she took in his scent. Took in the feel of him as she knew his form as well as her own. She nuzzled once more, took another nip, then licked softly where she had done so~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... His head twitched as her teeth lightly closed on the flesh of his neck and he released her ear. Rubbing his unshaven cheek against hers, his chest jumped as he made a sound somewhere between a human expression of amusement and a canine growl-like sound like the earlier sound of contentment. Head tilting, he grabbed her neck with his teeth, just below the hinge of her jaw, but he managed to be gentle. He then bit softly in a few places down her neck, licking her skin in between.
Suddenly, he grabbed harder where her neck melded into her shoulder, though still not breaking the skin. Starting to twist right, he then remembered he was standing upright on two legs and eased his jaws off of her with what was perhaps an apologetic lick to the skin he probably bruised a bit.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~A soft sound left her lips, content right at that moment. Her doubts of her beast pushed aside for now. Feeling his nuzzle, then the nips. But then she gasped as he bit down. Flinching slightly, but then the pressure was gone and she felt his tongue moving along it.

She knew it was an apology of sorts. So, she moved her hands under his shirt, showing him that she was not even thinking about that any longer. Just about him and how much she loved him. And knew him as well as her fingers found some spots that could be considered more on the sensitive side. A slow smile spread on her lips~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian was thinking about her, too: his attempt to focus on her and the way he felt about her all day seemed to have worked to some extent. However, he was tipped further into lupine behavior than she was; a firm bite on a noncritical area was to control her, to hold her while he maneuvered into position. The human way was better, though, and she helped to remind him of that. His head lifted as he shivered slightly involuntarily; her fingers were brushing over the diagonal scar slashing his lower chest and upper stomach she had discovered their first night together. The cut had been deep enough and new enough, though he had had it longer than he knew her, that the white flesh was somewhat tender and nerves that should have been deep had grown to fill the gaps left by their destroyed brethren.
A low growl reverberated in his throat, but rather than being threatening, it was pleased and encouraging. Chin lifted slightly, he lightly hit his jaw against her cheek, brushing scruff to smooth skin. The nudge dissolved into a slightly forceful nuzzle, as he repeated the gesture, but did not actually remove his cheek from the side of her head and was directing her to expose her neck to him, which he nipped. It was, in essence, an affectionate display from an alpha. His hands drifted down to her hips, caressing the flowing curves of her body and toying with the hem of her shirt, though the motion was a little hesitant like he kept forgetting what he was doing.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~Yes, she had changed since they arrived. Wearing a skirt now rather then the pants from the travel. A soft whimper left her lush lips. She could feel the hesitation though and moved to bring her lips to his and kissed him. Pressing her full form against his. The kiss was passion filled and a sound would vibrate down his throat from her. Though her hands remained moving over those scars. Gentle touches and caresses to try to get him to stop hesitating~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Annwfn had waited for them to finish: the land of faerie reveled in their ultimate act of love even slightly twisted as it was by the beasts surging inside of them. The air itself now seemed to charge in preparation for the moon rise, rushing into the two panting werewolves with every inhale. Sebastian's tongue suddenly stopped on her nose and retracted as his entire body went stiffen, the soft almost whining growl of affection cut short by a gasp of pain that fluttered through his bones. He squeezed golden eyes shut, but it was gone as abruptly as it had overtaken him. Bowing his head again over her, he licked her cheek, nuzzling her in both an affectionate and possessive way.
Stopping again as his body shivered and his skin began to crawl as though infested with millions of tiny bugs, he grit his teeth, a low irritable growl vibrating in his throat. Pulling himself off of Emerald, he rolled up to a crouch still on the moss bed, his naked form shuddering. His heartbeat was a blur and he was hardly able to gasp enough breath, whines and growls of anguish emitting as he clawed at his skin in a futile attempt to rip it off and let free the fur that seemed to be trying to stab through his skin, though really the follicles were shaping and sprouting, thickening first existent hair and turning the peppered brown to black and grey fur.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She shivered as the pain went through her form. She felt the nuzzle and returned it with one of her own. She gritted her teeth against the pain as he rolled over into a crouch. She moved till she was on her hands and knees. She could not breath. Could not think straight. Her heart moved so fast. Her skin crawling as her hair actually had begun to turn white.

Those dark brown tresses, and even the grays were going pure white. The fir sprouting out of her skin as she moved herself as well to try and get the skin to come off. To reveal the fur beneath. Her face was contorted in absolutely agony. Those eyes had darkened to a much richer green then they had been before. Her whole naked form was shivering~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... The large white orb dawned almost invisible, hidden by the thick forest through her cool light cast a silvery glitter on the nearby stream and hallowed the trees. Sebastian's head snapped back as his joints began to pop and shift, the green iridescence flashing as a ray of moonlight reflected off the coating within pupils wide with pain. As immune as the werewolf usually seems to pain, the transformation process was in a word torture and even the most resilient being would be forced to scream. And scream he did, a howl pitched with an anguished cry as his body spasmed in a very different way than moments ago. Loud cracks rearranged his skeleton, his limbs straightening and then bending into paws, his neck stuck looking up at the sky and twisting into the quadrupedal position.
Collapsing onto his side, he writhed as he struggled to breath through the excruciating morph of his skull. Skin plush with a pattern of large black and grey patches, his shivers were less noticeable except in the hiss of his breath. Bright amber eyes blinked and then squeezed shut again with a whine as the teeth in his elongated mouth ripped up his gums to arrange themselves. His body jerked a few more times as the powerful muscles fastened themselves into place and then shivered in the aftermath of torment.
Mass conserved, Sebastian was approximately the same size in a different shape, but that meant he was huge among wolves, which generally only reach about eighty pounds. A close examination would reveal a shorter tail than a true wolf, a broader snout and when he opened his eyes� a crazed aggression, a savage pleasure in violence, darkness that would seldom be found in a true wolf. Abruptly, the large wolf flung itself up to its feet and lifted its snout, inhaling the scents upon the autumn breeze. The grey beginning to frost what was a mostly black muzzle the only hint of age upon the beast.
Tir Na nOg sang in pleasant odors: loving flowers and silvery laughs. It reached down deep into the tangled and twisted soul of the beast and lulled the more rabid tendencies, allowing some essence of Sebastian to come forward though he had to work for every second of presence and even more for spurts of control.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~Oh, she did scream out in pain as her body morphed into the creature. Her legs becoming that of a wolfs. The fir was pure white against the blackness. And as always, she cried when this happened. It was just to painful not to. She still could not find her breath, she could not think. All there was, was pain. Bones breaking and resetting to reform the skeletal structure.

Once it was over, there stood a white wolf. Though when those eyes opened, deeper in the green as they were. They were feral and ready to kill. But then that song hit and it caused a strange sensation to move through the form of the beast. Confusion as the song moved to lull her. And for the first time, Emerald felt she had a chance to have some sort of control. it was the strangest feeling she had ever known, but she fought for some of that control, now that she knew she could have it~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian's heart was still racing as it did under every full moon until the last one when a sweet demi-fae with the power of voice looked after him and sang him to sleep in the latter half of the night. Sleep: that was something werewolves never do and he wondered if it were possible without her magic. He was not left to wonder more than a second or two as the lupine senses settled into their hyperawareness, no longer captivated though still affected by the faerie melody. The wolf snorted and turned its head to look at the snow white creature near it. It said much of the power of Annwfn and the control Sebastian could wrestle because of it that the wolf did not attack immediately upon perception.
It growled threateningly, advancing with erect and forward pitched posture, ears pointed straight up and an intense stare. Sniffing, it recognized her easily: her scent still clung to its own body despite having sprouted fur since they were in contact. The taste of her blood, blood which still lightly marked her shoulder as the injury had shifted with her though was already healing, lingered in its mouth. Still, it needed her to show her submission or it would never let Sebastian reign in the urge to kill.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~The wolf seemed to have this glow as the moon light reflected off of her fur. Those orbs would not meet the other wolf's though. She did not forget him. With the lulling of the forest and everything else, she actually just laid down, put her head between her paws. The look to kill was slowly fading and in it's place was a kind of sadness that still mingled with the pleasure of what had taken place before. She could still smell it upon the air about her. Smell him on her. Not a sound was made from the other creature now~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... It watched her lower herself to the ground, snowy fur gleaming as though it belonged among the moon and stars itself rather than just reflecting their glory. Sebastian had never seen a pure white wolf, nor, he thought, one with green eyes... that was a cat color, was it not? He was not sure: after all, he had not often stopped to gaze into the eyes of other wolves too busy trying to kill them. Rare and beautiful as her name suggested... and his.
The grey and black wolf trotted confidently forward and stood looming above the other. Sharp, bright amber eyes surveyed her prostrate form imperiously and then it lowered its head, brushing the end of its muzzle along the side of hers. Audibly, it sniffed at the bite on her shoulder and then lightly rubbed the lower jaw of its age-frosted muzzle along the top of her nose. It was waiting for her to nuzzle or lick the underside of its jaw: that would be all it needed from her this night, a periodic reminder of loyalty and accepted position.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She felt him sniff at the bite in her shoulder, but she did not move yet. He rubbed her nose, she moved and nuzzled, then licked the under side of his jaw. But the sadness remained. She accepted her position as it was. Then her gaze moved down and she got to her feet. Normally with her head held high, not this time though. SHe did not have that right any longer. Her gaze turned to him, but she did not look into his eyes, she would go where he went. He was her alpha~

[jaydedeyes]

. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... The wolf was pleased and nuzzled her back, keeping his chin above hers. When she rolled up to her feet, it tossed its head and sniffed the air. Snout raised, it shifted a little as it rotated its head, sifting through the rich perfume of Annwfn. The faerie song whispered suggestions in smells and intangible urges mingling with the wolf's own instincts. Tir Na nOg remembered him, remembered watching with joy only nature could feel about its children acting as they were crafted to do, remembered drinking the blood he spilled among its roots.
His head suddenly snapped to peer across the stream and he inhaled the faint hint of a red deer. Sebastian had purposefully only eaten a light breakfast today: the beast was best controlled when it had something to do... when it could be focused into a hunt. And then it was almost tamable after gorging itself. It had worked well last time; he intended to try to repeat the success this time. Without looking at the white wolf beside him, he released a single, short bark: We hunt.
It was unnecessary to wait for a response, unquestioned that she would follow. In a blur of black and grey, he dashed off the mossy soil and bounded down the shore. Splashing through the brook, he scrambled up the other side and shot through the trees like an arrow loosed. Breathing deeply, the wolf relished the mad run along the lingering scent marks where the heard had brushed against this tree or that bush. But of course Annwfn would not make it an easy pursuit: the trail wound around dense copses, down steep gullies and zig zagged through mighty and ancient oaks that did their best to trick the wolves, concealing the smell or moving it to the far reaches of their branches. The run slowed to a walk and black fur rose upon the wolf's hackles as it growled fiercely at the giggling trees.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She did not need to respond and did not. She raced right after him. Staying behind and slightly to the side. The smells were moving about and that bothered her. Whe he stopped, she had as well. But she did not growl. She was enjoying the chase and hunt. Even as Tir Na nOg played it's tricks while she was starving. There was a gleam in those eyes now.

Eyes that could be a cat color, but somehow she had managed to keep them in this form. But she did not know that herself. She could not see her eyes. She did not know what they looked like at all.

But she could feel her alpha's anger and looked over to him as he growled at the giggling trees. Giggling trees? She looked up as she knew trees did not do such, but then again, they do not play games such as this either~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... It was the challenge, the insubordination to a creature that thought itself king and the frustration in being unable to fight and bully the trees into submission that angered the old wolf. The mirth heard in rustling leaves and creaking branches was as good as a defiant stare. With a vicious bark, the wolf reared up and hit its front paws against the trunk of one of the larger and most alive trees. It scraped claws into the bark, growling and biting: but what harm could a wolf possibly do to a tree? The grandmother oak seemed to think it was being tickled rather than assaulted and teased the beast by lowering leaf-laden fingers and brushing his nose, but then lifting out of reach when he snapped.
Breaking into snarling barks, the wolf fought a one-sided battle against the oak. Finally, he dug claws deeply into the bark - and only the bark, for the tree had well protected its woody core - and leaped to snatch a cluster of leaves in his jaws. Landing hard on the ground with nothing but a few leaves to show for his effort, he proceeded to shred them out of sheer frustration. The defeat would not be so bad if not for the fact that it illustrated what an ineffectual alpha he was to his mate. He would just be another crazy wolf fighting with a tree. Maybe it was Tir Na nOg's answer to the soft sadness that soured Emerald's submission, for a different tree revealed the scent of the red deer to her while the black and grey wolf spit leaf bits out of its mouth.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She looked completely confused as to why her alpha was fighting a tree. She tilted her head slightly and was rather curious and then was promptly defeated by the said tree. And still she was not sure as to why he would be fighting it. It seemed.... odd to her.

But then she caught the scent of the deer upon another tree and turned to look to it. But even if he was how he was, she could not leave him behind. Form moved over and nuzzled the neck of her fallen alpha. To calm him and get his attention.

She did not understand it had happened, but somehow, she did not feel sad anymore. She pulled back, not looking into his eyes. She was making a motion to the tree, then she barked at the scent. Trying to get him back on the hunt and away from the tree~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... It was that crazed lust for violence, death and domination that made a werewolf so dangerous even if it seemed comic now, directed at a tree and twisted a bit by Annwfn. It was the same darkness that had been the horrible end to five men during the summer. The degree of madness, insatiability and the power of blind need to rip apart all varied between the various werewolf lines, though all were frightening and formidable, rabid-like creatures. Sebastian's beast veered toward deranged on the viciousness scale. However, most werewolves are relentless and will not stop a hunt or attack short of death or other incapacitation. It was an odd twist: it was doubtful he would have had cause to attack a tree outside of Annwfn and it was Annwfn that allowed him to stop.
A growl still vibrating in his throat, broadcasting irritation at the defeat, he turned his head as he felt the gentle pressure of her snout against his neck. The wolf shifted its shoulders and pulled itself into a proud posture befitting an alpha, falling silent. It inhaled deeply in the direction she had motioned and then trotted over to investigate the scent. There was a mischievous tremor in the leaves like the tree considered teasing the wolf further, but it let him sniff the mark left by the red deer. As though pretending nothing less than flattering had just happened, the wolf gave the same commanding bark as before and started to follow the trail again. He was not as fast this time, perhaps not trusting that the trees would not play the same tricks, and stopped periodically to check they were going in the right direction.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She moved to let him get the scent, then as he ran, she followed him. A much slower pace then before. He did not seem to want to be tricked. Emerald just wanted the chase, the game, the hunt. But he was being much more cautious then before. And she would follow him. Her muscles were tease as she wished to run faster.

Her gaze going up to the trees before taking in the scent again and following it. She looked up then as she saw the creature that they were looking for. A low sound came through her as she looked at her mate, then looked back to it only to see it run off again~

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Stronger and stronger, fresher and fresher, the scent gripped at the core of the wolf's instincts and drive. There it was: the towering figure, a hart two and a half times the black and grey wolf's size, crowned by thick, many-branched antlers. He was the guardian of a harem his strength and bulk had won and he would defend them as surely against the wolves as against rivals of his own kind. A normal wolf pack, of course, would attempt to pick off a young or sick member of the herd and the entire pack was needed to do so. It is unnatural for any creature to attack something that could be a threat to it unless through sheer desperation. Werewolves are not known, particularly, for following natural law.
The wolf answered his mate's soft rumble of excitement and desire with a growl of intent and bloodlust. He is ours. Claws tore into the ground as he threw himself after the red deer, caution and memory of being defeated by a tree forgotten. Endless energy and frenzied lust for the kill flew through the trees, urged faster by the next glimpse of the hart. Barking that could not be contained splashed panic through the heard and sent them stampeding through Tir Na nOg. Bursting out of the garden sanctuary surrounding the high queen and king's palace, the wolf leaped over roots that attempted to slow and sprang off rocks that attempted to block their pursuit. Heart thundering like an echo of the heard's hooves, the wolf veered to the right to attempt to corral the fleeing does. Usually, wolves would tire before the deer so all they had to do was outrun their hunters to escape becoming a meal. Not these wolves.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Garden (Palace of Tír na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She broke into the run right after he did. He is ours, yes that he was. Where she had lacked in the physical strength, she was fast. Her paws hit the ground for barely a moment. She veered off to the other side. She would take one side, he could have the other. Closing in on their prey before taking it down. She would go at it from one side to take it down~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... A shimmer of grey, the wolf's black fur lost beneath the dense canopy, steadily gained on the fleeing hart. The does, his harem, had veered away from the barking, snarling wolf and it had let them for they were only confusion and blocked the path to their soon-to-be-fallen leader. The trees lifted their branches, keeping thin, gnarled fingers from tangling in the hart's antlers, but they were only ensuring nothing interfered with the chase - that the wolves did not win by mere chance. It was beginning to slow, the wolves were now closing fast the distance; it could not run until drawn as they could.
The blur of white streaked ahead of her alpha, her sleek form and slender grace allowed her to more quickly and agilely navigate the thick forest. It coursed the red deer coming up on the other side, preventing him from even attempting to change directions. Barking and snarling, the sounds wet with lustful anticipation, he snapped at the hind legs but could not lunge without being in danger of getting kicked in the face.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She got up on it's side as she gained on it. Her eyes somewhat on the prize, but also on keeping herself frmo falling. Her heart pounding in her chest as she barked at it as well. But then she lunged at it, knocking it over sideways and onto the ground, but the force had thrown her and she landed on her side. But she was quick to her feet to go after it before it could run away~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... The hart never had a chance to scramble up and escape. As soon as she had succeeded in knocking it off balance, the black and grey wolf jumped on it. Jaws clamped down on the reddish brown neck, releasing small streams of blood around each puncture. It attempted to propel itself up to its feet, it bucked and thrashed to throw the wolf off, but the wolf's claws dug into the ground and it shook its head violently to subdue the beast. Too thick a neck to snap, the red deer struggled valiantly for its life until too much blood had spilled across the ground and splashed over the wolf's fur. When it was reduced to mere spasms of its limbs, the werewolf tore free its jaws, taking a chunk of meat with it. Gulping down the morsel, it then howled triumphantly, tilting its head back. As it lowered its chin, it licked its chops and turned yellow eyes on its mate.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She had jumped on it as well, her jaws tore into the stomach to cause more blood loss. And then it was over and it was dead. She flicked her gaze to her mate then. He was alpha, he got first choice. Was how it worked. And so, she backed up a little. Allowing him to take as he wished from the deer. She would take what was left. It was her place after all~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Body humming from the excitement of the hunt, the panting wolf watched her slink backwards a few steps. There was plenty here for each of them to eat their own weight in deer meat, but the black and grey wolf and Sebastian even before he had transformed, had made it quite clear what would happen if a challenge was perceived. Returning his attention to the fallen hart, the thick scent of its sweat and blood hanging over the area, he moved to the slashed stomach. Tearing into the flesh with powerful jaws, the wolf devoured quickly areas of dense muscle and high fat: the best portions to restore energy lost in the hunt and satisfy the instinctual concern that the next meal could be long in coming. The latter had no basis in reality, but nevertheless also caused the wolf to eat as much as possible.
When he had gulped down the last possible bit he could pack into his stomach, he retreated several feet from the carcass to signal it was okay for his mate to eat now. Sinking to the ground, the wolf started licking blood off its fur as best it could. Engorged and some of its more violent urges quelled by the hunt, it was as tame as was possible.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She had watched him eat and she waited her turn patiently. She had no desire to make anything look like a challenge to her mate. She laid down with her head in her paws. Her stomach growled in protest, but she ignored it.

Once he had backed up to show it was her turn to eat, she had gotten to her feet. Moved on over and began to eat ravinously. She was starving. She ate until she could not eat another bite, then moved over next to her mate. She laid down and began to clean the blood from her own fur. It was very easy to see against the whiteness of her fur.

Once she was sure she was clean, she nudged her nose under his chin. Licked and nipped at it lightly to show her submission to him, then just laid there, completely content~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... He rubbed his jaw over the top of her muzzle, nuzzling her back a little to show her submission was accepted. The wolf then roused just enough to reach across the back of her shoulders with its snout and nudge her gently. Sebastian wanted her closer, the warmth of her fur pressed against his own. With her cuddled close, he laid his chin over her shoulders: something like the wolf equivalent of wrapping arms around her, possessive and endearing both.
Tir Na nOg whispered relaxing scents over them and hummed gently, turning the song of their hunt into a lullaby. The werewolf's heart raced still, a flurry of the manic energy that would usually propel it through the night; but it had calmed some at least, embraced in the tenderness of faerie. The restlessness had abated, it seemed, and it was content to lord over its kill and mate rather than rush through the forest to seek other things to kill and dominate.
Most importantly, the sated beast allowed Sebastian to surface more strongly after a little while. He lifted his chin and rubbed his cheek along the back of his mate's head with a soft, affectionate whine. Then he nibbled gently at her ear a little before licking the side of her face.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She moved closer and felt his head go over her shoulders. Content to be just there with him. Her heart still raced, but more of Emerald was allowed to come out as well. She returned the lick, then nipped his chin lightly. A soft whine of her own coming through.

She then nuzzled into him lightly. Feeling the song of the Tir Na nOg filling her. Bringing her peace, even as her heart still raced in her chest. She could in fact lay there forever with him and be perfectly happy in doing so. Another affectionate whine came up through her throat and she rested there with him. She was being lulled it felt. Lulled to sleep~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Tenderly, he nuzzled her and then slowly moved his head to rest across her shoulders again. He could feel her breathing, feel her heart beat in his jaw. A low sound vibrated in his chest: contentment. Still, it was an hour or so before his bright amber eyes fell closed and his breathing eased into the slower pattern of slumber. Embraced by their own love and that of the eternal faerie, they were held safe and warm until the moon relinquished her command.
The glowing, white orb descended slowly into a dark sea, a mixture of branches leaved and bare, and suddenly all light seemed to vanish without her. Gradually then, the stars sparkled in their own right, the brightest among them Nocturne's creation hanging low above the pond in the palace gardens. It was a brief paradise, the forest splashed with glittering jewels impossible to tell which were reflected of a star's glory and which were faeries playing in the dark.
And then dawn blossomed, red and gold, alighting the sky as though with a trumpet blast before it smoothed into the gentle twilight Annwfn maintained. These clear distinctions, marking boldly day and night, were for the wolves alone; faerie usually kept such trivial things as time cloaked from mortal perception in this land of youth and magic. Cradled in the arms of Tir Na nOg, the wolves had begun to transform before the world alighted with the sun's grace.
Rudely interrupting peaceful dreams, Sebastian's body cracked and jerked, reversing the transformation made at dusk. He thrashed, accidently hitting Emerald with his jaw in the back of her head and then with flailing limbs and body. Rolling to separate from her, he gasped, whimpered and moaned as his skeleton and muscles reshaped themselves back into human form.

[jaydedeyes]

Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian:.... ~She did not feel the hit as her own body began to jerk. Her head coming back up to hit underneath his chin. She shoved herself away from him as her bones cracked and broke to reshape the human form.

She had in fact been sleeping peacefully. Now it was once more violent as she screamed in pain. Her heart about to burst from her chest once more. She could not breathe. The utter pain from it all. And then it was over and she was on her hands and knees, breathing rapidly. Her hair was once more it's dark brown and those eyes back to their original color. She then rolled onto her side, her nude for just laying there for a moment before she turned and reached for Ash. To see if he was alright~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... After the cries of anguish ceased, the normal morning sounds blossomed once again: birds singing sweetly, squirrels chattering about their nut collections, bees humming. Sebastian's body shivered as fur withdrew into his skin and his hair flopped across his forehead once again. He was partly on his back, tipped away from her; the hands that had been clutching at his chest fell limp. Eyes still the color of Baltic amber, though they had lost their crazed gleam, blinked open wet from the pain. He gasped suddenly and deeply and then closed his eyes releasing a low, though mostly human, whimper. His muscles were still twitching and wincing a little and the whimper turned into a groan.
Opening his eyes again and turning his head to look over his shoulder, he squinted at Emerald and then blinked several times before he seemed to focus on her. Sebastian formed a weak smile; his eyes were shadowed and his complexion sickly but, in truth, he looked better than he usually did at this time, without the influence of Annwfn. The problem with having eaten so much, of course, was that the nausea that usually accompanied this reversal was far worse. He turned away after a second and curled with a quiet moan, holding his stomach.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She tilted her head slightly as she watched him. Her own stomach doing flip flops. She, on her hands and knees, hurled the food that was in her stomach. She did not let up till everything in her stomach was below her. She needed a bath....~

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-=-^My Immortal^-=-
General Shyn'tylene Blackthorn
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
|| Sacred Stones ~ PoD ||

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... She lay there in the forest, watching them, she recognised Ash, she assumed the female was the one he'd spoken about. Hiding there, crouched low to the ground, cats eyes peered at them. Purring softly she blinked, just content in watching them both, how they reacted to one another. Mostly she was here to check on Ash, how had her healing spell helped him. It's not that she didn't trust her own magic, now she trusted that well, this was mainly that she just never had worked it like she had with him, giving him the free will of it all. Reaching her front paws out before her and stretching, bringout those black taloned claws and digging them into the fresh earth, hooking a leaf upon one and knocking it off, her long body arched downwards as she stretched herself right out before pushing herself to stand, moving forwards from the thicket she hid in and shaking her body as if she'd shivered or as though knocking water from herself. As she shook, that silver chocker about her neck sparkled, the small little bell on it ringing softly. Watching the female emptying her stomach, she wasn't sure why, something was up though and although she was in-sight, she kept herself back for the time being, as much as she loved to scare people, she was thinking now was not the best of times. Looking back to the thicket she made a small growl and watched as a little ginger kitten emerged, well, not little anymore, Zha'linth was growing quite well and he moved to stand with Shyn'tylene.

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Hearing the splatter of Emerald being sick and the smell of it blossoming over him removed all chance of suppressing the urge to do the same. Digging his fingers into the soft soil, he roused himself half way with a groan that was overtaken by a choking cough. As though the night had been spent drinking rather than hunting, he gasped between heaves as the chunks of raw deer splashed over the ground. Naked form shuddering when it was finally over, he spit and then dragged himself away. Yellow stained eyes looked toward where the remainder of the hart's carcass ought to have been, but there was nothing; Tir Na nOg had even soaked up all the spilled blood in its own feast.
"Emerald..." he spoke in a low, horse tone, shifting his gaze to his mate. For a moment longer, he held his stomach, which still writhed in protest of abuse and then crawled clumsily to her. "Are you--" his words caught as he heard the tinkling of a bell. Sometimes the faeries made noises like bells, but he thought this was an actual, metal bell. Sebastian looked around, but his senses were befuddled and his mind hazy. Certainly, he did not expect to be spied upon by the panther who was also a drow. "Are you all right?" he asked finally, reaching out to touch Emerald's shoulder and draw her closer to him as he sagged back into an awkward sitting position.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She was taking deep breaths now, feeling his hand on her shoulder. She had thought she heard something as well, but her senses were dulled. She felt him pull her close to him and went willingly. The gray in her dark brown hair catching the light. She knew she looked older then she was. What she did not know, was how old that was. She could not remember. But she never dwelled on that. Her body shaking from the change as she was against Ash~

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-=-^My Immortal^-=-
General Shyn'tylene Blackthorn
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
|| Sacred Stones ~ PoD ||

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Sitting back, seeming to ignore the pair of the for the moment while they emptied their stomach, her paw hooked round the front of Zha'linth and she stopped him from moving forwards, shaking ehr head at him. "No, you wait, let them be for now." She spoke with a purr in her voice before raising that paw and licking it. Once again the paw rested in the grass and she nodded her head to Ash as he had looked, but for now he had the female to tend too. Bending down she nudged Zha'linth with her nose and watched him take the hint and move to the pair of them, while she herself moved back to the thicket, sticking her head in and pulling out a small back pack before she began to mvoe towards them, neither had been alarmed so it was time to approach, and it didn't seem to bother her that the pair of them were naked. Avoiding the little mess, she prowled round them and set the bag down reaching for Zha'linth and picking him up in turn, eyes flicked between them both and trying not to scare Emerald she spoke to Ash. "There's water in a bottle in the pack, some bread too." She wasn't going to greet properly until they had at least got themselves together.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Dirt kissed hands brushed her bare skin, tucking her gently against his chest. Mouth fouled, he merely touched his temple to the side of her head. It was not so cold as it should have been, which he appreciated as he could not remember where they had left their clothes. A stream� back in the palace gardens� which way was that? Turning his head, he looked curiously as the orange tabby approached. "Zha� Zhal�" he murmured, trying to remember the cat's name; "Memory�" he at least recalled the translation.
Rubbing the back of Emerald's shoulder, he nudged her cheek gently with his to direct her attention at the cat� and the large, black panther that followed it. He smiled a bit at the glittering bell hanging from the silverwork collar. The impulse of shame that bubbled upon being discovered like this, weak and naked, was dulled by the non-humanoid form she had chosen. "Hello�" he uttered quietly, rough voice further scraped. Turning his eyes to Emerald, he showed her a soft smile of reassurance, "This is Shyn� the drow woman I told you about�" He had told her about how this kind soul had eased the aged pains of his joints and bones, enabling him to jump about with energy befitting his real age rather than his fifty-year-old appearance.
Looking toward the pack she had dropped, he smiled at her, the creases in his weathered skin deepening, "Thank you�. Our, uh� Our stuff is around here� somewhere�. Heh," his expression turned slightly sheepish, though he tried to just look grateful. Reaching for the pack, he kept his hand on Emerald where she had been leaning against his chest until he retracted into his previous position. Opening the bag, he withdrew the water canteen and offered it to her first.

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She looked up at the approach and tensed. Then relaxed As Ash had introduced them. She gave a warm, but very tired smile. She was very tired, her gaze moving to the pack, she sat up as Ash did. Accepting the canteen he offered, first swishing a little of the water around, then spitting it out to get the vomit taste out of her mouth. Then she took a long drink before handing it to Ash, there was plenty left~

A pleasure.

~Her voice gruff for the moment, but not as much as it would have been had she not had a drink. She was still nude, her scars over her slender form. She did not seem to mind it though. Looking to Ash before looking back to her~

Thank you.

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-=-^My Immortal^-=-
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
|| Sacred Stones || CC ||

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... She listened to the words spoken from Ash and nodded her head to Emerald, well, if she knew she was Drow then she was alright for her more known form. Laying herself down on the ground she let her own bones pop back into place, the sound of them cracking and smoothing within as slowly that small 4'7" frame of the Drow knelt before them, fur wrapping itself into clothing, well, as much clothing as was, msotly the leather armour that she wore. silver hair flowed down her back as she still looked on with those greeny-yellow cats eyes. "Vendui Ash, Vendui my Lady." She moved to the pack, she was travelling at the moment, moving from realm to realm, occasionally popping home to check on the children if she got the chance too. Looking at the pack she gave a smirk, she could have been mean and done or said nothing, but instead she reached inside and fished out a long cloak which she handed to Ash and reached in once again where she pulled out a pair of suede trousers and a short shirt which would pretty much just cover a bust and a little bit more. "I'm sorry if they do not fit, but it is all the female clothing I have." She was short, her clothes pretty much were only going to be useful to herself. She could easily head home and replace the clothes as well, so it wasn't like she was going to miss them or anything. "Pleasure to meet you." She glanced to Zha'linth who was looking on a little curiously, he could scent the wolf and jsut wasn't too sure about approaching at the moment.

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tír Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to EmeraldMate to Sebas:.... Sebastian took the water from her gratefully and did the same thing, turning his head to spit away from her and their company. Swallowing a gulp of the cool liquid, he closed his eyes as his stomach clenched and took a minute to decide the water was not objectionable. With envy, he looked on as the panther melted into the dark elf so easily, clothing and all, and by will alone. He took another small sip, holding the water in his mouth for a moment before letting it trickle into his stomach. Offering the canteen back to Emerald, he would put it down if she did not want it. "Oh..." he uttered, a little surprised maybe, as she began to draw fabric out of her bag, "That's kind of you..."
Taking the cloak, he covered his lap as he shifted to be sitting more comfortably. Rubbing a hand over his chest, he twisted a little to look around and try to get his bearings. So fast had they been racing after the hart, however, he really had no idea where he was. "Do you know which way the palace gardens are?" he asked, looking back at Shyn, "We left our stuff there...." He glanced at Emerald, thinking it doubtful the drow's clothing would fit her very well and lifted a flap of the cloak to allow her to join him under it if she wished.

[jaydedeyes]

Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She looked to the clothes and smiled. No, she was not tall, but she was not as small as the woman. Emerald was five foot four inches. But it would work for now. She slipped into the clothes, though it still showed some of the scars with the smallness of them~

Thank you.

~She did a slight curtsy, then moved to sit back down. She felt tired, and even her bones felt old at this point. She had not been a wolf for as long as Ash had, but it was still a pretty decent period of time.

Her gaze turned to Ash and she nodded gently. Since he had asked, she remained silent for the moment. A little bit of gray had been added to the gray that was already streaking in those dark brown tresses. So dark, one almost assumed they were black till the light shone down on it. But the gray was totally obvious~

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Making herself comfy on the ground she pulled Zha'linth into her lap and let him curl up there, giving them both their modesty, she would enver understand how or why Humans chose to cover their bodies, but then again, with Drow the more flesh showing the better, they saw themselves as utter perfection, that and of course Shyn'tylene worshipped the Goddess Eilistraee and therefor on a full moon she hunted naked in honour of her Goddess. Nodding her head to Emerald, a little taken aback by the curtsey, she could only blink a little bit. That was something she was not use to at all, but she took her pleasure in the respect and gave a genuine smile to her lips. "You're welcome Jalil." Nodding her head to Ash. "How do you feel?"

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== Rivulet in Tìr na nÓg ==--
~ Is in / beside one of many Rivulets in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... *Hmf.. now where did that human go? The fa'ae spun around and looked through the thickness of branches and twigs among the trees.. nae, no human there.. not a single print on the cold moss. Oki so the fa'ae had chased that human in the woods, weeeell it was not really chasing now was it? The fa'ae had come with a great idea, as it seem the human was freezing the fa'ae had offer a simple thing.. give the heart and if so never and forever no more be frozen. After that the human had rushed into the forest as if well catch me if ye can. The fa'ae had dashed after of course and well mm perhaps the human was lost in the Hedge or?

The fa'ae blinked and moved something a human would find similiar to a shrug. Well by now the human was forgotten and Ardhel as some seem to find to call the fa'ae moved on, along the rivulet that run trough the forest. The water cold and clear, here and there up on twigs that hung over the water had tiny tiny icedrops. Yet it was not 'winter' as beyond the mist.. or was it? Perhaps mm there was some whitness up on some of the spruce branches. The green figure with its twiglike arms and hair with leafs, and twigs strolled on. The creature glanced into the water as something swimmed, a fish perhaps or mm. Something stolled the fa'ae attention and it blinked before stretching the neck a bit to get a better touch of the things. For soemone watching it was more looking like the fa'ae stretched to see better or longer, perhaps so was the case too. Then it changed path and walkd passed a couple of rocks near the rivulet*

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Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Sebastian smiled as it turned out the petite elf's cloths did fit, at least well enough for modesty. A soft chuckle floated from his throat at the curtsy that seemed to have distracted the kind drow from his question. It did not matter much at the moment; Annwfn's embrace was far warmer than the mortal world presently and he had no desire to go looking for their bags. He adjusted the cloak so that it felt like everything below his waist was more securely covered as he reclined a little against a tree. His hand brushed over the scars etching his chest - the drow could likely recognize marks of torture when she saw them - and the more recent, deep slash over his upper stomach, but it would be awkward to try to cover them so he decided not to care. The tree had been further away until he wanted to lean back and the rough bark had smoothed beneath his bare skin, but he did not think much of it at the moment.
"Fine," he answered, nodding a little bit with a smile painted over wan features and shadowed, yellow-stained eyes. It was a lie, perhaps, but not from his perspective: he felt better than he usually did after the wrenching stresses of the full moon, that Annwfn had allowed him sleep had helped in no small way. Masking the ache with that smile, he reached out and brushed somewhat stiffened fingers along Emerald's arm. He knew she was as tired as he was at the very least and so invited her with a touch to lean against him.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... *A fa'ae creature moved through the forest, its black eyes or so it seem to be, sweep over the world as it walked. In the long sandy, golden coloured hair or was it thin thin twigs? pointy poked out. Or was that cut off twigs? The arms ah that it was, it was greenish, bit pale as the sun.. well the light brushed the skin like gentle figertips it gve it a touch of glow now and then depending on how the light reflected up on the creature. The twigs at its end looked like fingers with claws. The motion was soft, smooth almost as the creature floated through the air, through the forest. Now and then it was hard to tell if it was part of the forest or not.

The lips thin,yet lushy with a colour of brownish or red.. autumns colours? or was it perhaps the springs early days. For a short moment the memories of something, a mm human brushed the senses and all of the sudden there was a taste in the air or.. The fa'ae moved quickly toward a tree, leaned in and embraced it. Close, tightly it stood there, like a smaller thinner tree grown close along the other tree.. For a moment nothing more happened but sudden a small dark tongue slipped out between the lips and licked up along the tree.* "human? something more.." *The taste was old, old indeed.. perhaps a few days, a moment or a second ago. The fa'ae wouldn't understand the different, it was faint as it had indeed been a couple of days ago.. how now ye count a couple of days within a world where day and night really did not exist. The fa'ae let go with a wicked laugh bursting out in the air, and slipped around the tree moving through the forest*

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She nodded softly, then moved to lean against Ash as he gestured her to. She was tired. But it was better then it normally was. Emerald had her own scars. Between fights and torture through a life she could not remember. Though the fights she had within the five years since her memory loss was still there. She kissed Ash's cheek just lightly, then nuzzled his neck a moment before looking back to the Drow~

May I be allowed to ask what brings you out here this eve?

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Watching Ash, she had had the question knocked from her mind, it was just that Shyn was always use to some form of attack on her, the curtsey really had thrown her out of her own thoughts, as she sat there with blood red nails tracing over the fur of Zha'linth, she caught the scent of Fae in the air, but there was something both familier and not familier about it. First off she had expected it to be the little bug Tiril, but no, he would go darting towards her with teeth snapping before diving into her hair and messing up all that pefectly combed silver locks. Turning back to Emerald as she continued to sniff the air at what she could sent, perhaps there was more than one out there she caught hold of, still, she now turned to the question at hand. "Everything and nothing." It wasn't the best answer she could give, but she would go on. "I am just travelling about where I can at the moment, looking around the different lands, I come back here when... well, when I feel things slipping away from me." She didn't know how to elaborate on that all that well, it was a little complicated, a quite a bit complicated for a Drow to explain.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Sebastian wrapped his arms loosely around Emerald's waist as she settled against him and smiled softly at the kiss, tipping his head into the tender nuzzle to brush his unshaven cheek against her soft skin. He nipped at her ear and then seemed to remember he was human again and pressed a kiss into her hair. Senses dulled as though lost in a fog, though truly the acuity was yet slightly better than a normal human, he inhaled the wisps of her scent he could pick up. Turning his head to look toward Shyn'tylene again, he laid his head back against the tree.
He watched curiously a second as she sniffed the air and then did the same, looking around, but his nearly human nose could not scent the rowan that would hearken Ardhel's arrival. There was a whisper on the wind, among the trees that was almost tangible, however, so he knew there was something nearby... coming this way? He could not be sure. Grey sprinkled eyebrows lifted at the drow's first answer to his mate's question and he looked a bit amused. His expression softened a bit as she explained, but a few low notes of a chuckle sounded in his throat. It was not too different from what they were doing, was it? "I hope you find them...." he answered with a smile, "But I'm glad to see you, again.... and your friend..." he nodded slightly at the cat in her lap.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... *The wicked laugh had turned into a wicked grin, as the fa'ae moved on. Passing the trees, rocks and bushes the claws brushed, scratched and tickled whatever they touched. Aye Tiril would have darted out like a wicked thing it was but Ardhel was different, a mischievous creature one never really could know where to have. Playful it was for the better and worse.. for some it ended in a bad way as they did see it for others in harmony or wonderful luxury. There be a few that had learned how to trick or mm not trick but to flow easy with the fa'ae or get it flow easy with 'em.

Ardhel leaned in to a tree, it was a tall pine tree. Gently did the back touch the trunk, arms slipped behind claws playing over the trunk. The little dark tongue darted out like from the mouth of a snake, and in again a few times. It did tasted humans, it tasted soil..m underground. Now why is it so that that underground was sweeping within the fa'ae as if a memory was playing their in or a dream perhaps? The fa'ae slide down the tree, the claws and twigs would dig into the dirt like roots. No it was not that sort of underground it was something else and the fa'ae couldn't remember if it had been there or not.. perhaps booth?

Again the fa'ae raise easy like a breeze that rushed through the forest, danced with the leafs and pines. The fa'ae gritted the sharp teeth and pushed from the trunk, a flow easy, a flow like the rivulet. There was something old and something young that was human and smelled a bit more than human.. something it hadn't tasted for a long time, or was it a short? In a building somewhere.. where cup filled with slushy mix of bit coffee and a whole lot of suger.. and..

What was that? .. The fa'ae spun around, there was something else near or coming close. It was playful as always, cold as always.. but a coldness of love. The fa'ae had by now forgotten the other tastes and gazed here and there, couldn't see anything. Yet the wind brought fresh of cold winter. The breeze brought snowflakes, the water in the rivulet seem to freeze near the rocks, the waterdrops where had splashed here and there frozen too. Hmm The fa'ae grin and dashed through the forest the glamoure was becoming less solid but yet fluid and visible, the fa'ae looked more like a ghost in the forest, a drifting wind among the leafs* "catch me I catch ye love of winter and cold.. catch if ye can, bring snow, bring ice to the land of young" *The fa'ae sang out suddenly and so it dashed on, duck under the heavy branches of a old oak.. like wind coming rushing, like a creature of the woods it rushed passed where the taste of human and underground was. Yet not close but not ot far.. a game seem to be..*

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She leaned against him, a soft shiver at his nip to her ear. A soft smile as he kissed her head. Her emerald orbs were looking to the drow woman. But she paused as well. Sniffing the air about her, but she could not pick up anything really either. She nodded in agreement with Ash~

Yes, I do hope you find them then.

~She gave the woman a gentle smile. If one did not already know, none would have guessed Emerald was a werewolf. She had a gentle, kind disposition. She did not speak as much, she was not very good with social unless she knew someone better. Which made it hard to get to know people better, go figure. But one could tell, she was just a very gentle, warm soul~

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~The Angelic Frost Fae~
Duchess Almida
Love the Heart that Hurts You
But never Hurt the Heart that Loves You
||Sacred Stones||Portal of Dreams||

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Standing soundlessly in the forest, those short pointed ear heard the song from Ardhel, though she could scent her also, she gave a giggle, she had missed the voice of her sister, missed it so much that tears of ice slipped from ehr tear ducts. Blinking them down on the ground, the frost biting at the grass beneath her bare feet as she moved along, her snow white flesh glistening with a gentle glow of the winter as she moved along, touching a tree softly, feeling it shudder at her ice cold touch as some of the branches frosted and icicles appeared. She was doing the work of Jack Frost, she was spreading the winter with the God, leaving it wherever she went, Almida truely was on a high of energy, she is the very essence of winter. Keeeping those Angel wings closed behind her back, careful of everything about her she closed her eyes softly and listened again to the fae echo of Ardhels voice. "When spring and winter meet, love knows no end... I will find you my dreams of warmth." With that more giggles escaped her delicate ice blue lips before she picked up her tiny little feet and began running through the forest, chaseing after the Dream, her Ardhel.

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Looking at the love and adoration between the two of them, perhaps a fleeting moment of jealousy rushed through, though not for Ash and it would not be seen on her face, she kept her expression quite blank as she watched their affection. It was for her own loss, her own foolishness, perhaps that was the downside of returning to Annwfn, she always got caught up in the emotions which she was trying to bury deep within. At Ash's words she smirked a little and looked down at Zha'linth, giving him a little scratch at the back of his neck and listening to him purring softly. "I think they have already found me." At least she knew she spoke of the emotions, even neithe rof them understood it. "It is good to see you as well Ash. I am sure Zha'linth is happy to see you as well, he's just a little cautious as he can scent the wolf about you still, he'll calm in time."
Shyn'tylene was not one to go and tell what others are, she had her secrets too, Emerald being a werewolf would be kept quiet, it would only be those who could scent it that would know, and though that was the majority within Annwfn, they were both in the safest of places. She had definately placed now one of the scents she had picked up, but the other, there was something of a blankness there to it, but she would fill that one in soon enough no doubt. Or would she? "Thank you. They will stay with us for some time." By we she meant Zha'linth as well, for she now shared her life with him as well as her children.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Head turning quickly, he peered into the forest: he saw movement... or did he. A voice, an ethereal song upon the breeze, a taunting and enticing caress, but he was not sure of the words. Another answered, a swiftly gliding shape he could not quite glimpse, but the essence of her laugh gripped his heart like a frozen fist. He inhaled somewhat sharply, though the pain of the cold sensation was as love's furious embrace. And then it had faded as the fae raced onward, a chill tingle left in the air.
He smiled at the cat, "I'm not offended..." he chuckled lightly, "I'd shy from me, too, if I had the choice..." he laughed again. "I'm glad to hear that," he added to what she said about having put herself back together, or whatever they were really talking about with these 'round about words. Sebastian was never very good at riddles and subtleties. Involuntarily, he shivered a bit but even he was not sure if it was because it was beginning to feel colder or if it was a trembling echo of recently morphing. He rubbed his bare chest a little and then his hand slipped down to hold his stomach. "How are your children?" he asked, as it was the first thing that popped into his head, "You have two... Twins? Or am I mistaken..."

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... *The winter was coming its carrier was is and forever be Almida. The breeze grow colder as the fa'ae of frost began to run through the forest after the spring, chasing it as forever before. A game that had been forever and ever, perhaps had humans seen them before, some had indeed.. True Tomas was one, who else had not coming into the tavern in some old village among the Cornwalls lands, with the breathe in the throat, heart pounding in the chest telling how they had seen winter chasing spring or visa vers.. and only ended up with laugh and a barkeeper telling the whiskey would be on the house if they could hear more tales.. But true it had been for sure, what had been seen then was the eternal dance between them two. What would the two human in here say, and the drow? Would the feel the change, would the sense the dance that come?

Above clouds drifted, forming from a dance, the touch of Almida spread frostbites and ice. Each step leaving a snow and ice that seem to spread over trh ground like water being pour out over the body. The song that poured out from her cold lips, a song filled with so much love was carried by the winds, like a whisper from a ghost, like a echo from nature. Ohh it was indeed a echo from nature no no it was not a echo it was a direct song, a scream, a in your face kinda way. They run, the rushed.. Spring and Winter at the very same time something few had seen, but everyone experience when the days become longer, when the sun comes out from behind the clouds. From the long wonderful winter with everything that means..

The fa'ae felt the half humans.. close now the cat beside the drow oooh the drow. The fa'ae almost stumbled over a root or two, the wicked laugh poured out from its mouth, a laugh that was touched by warmth, filled with spring and summer the totally opposite of autumn and winter. The dance grow wilder, rushing through Annwfn as it always did.. *
~Laughs & chatter is heard from around~

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~It had seemed to get.... colder? She shivered just slightly and looked about. Her hand went to the medallion she always wore only to find it's absence. She frowned softly, not liking the fact it was gone. She did not know why it had been so important to her, she did not remember getting it. But somehow, it tugged on her emotions. She chewed on her lip a moment, hearing laughter and such things about.

A soft nod would go to the drow a moment. Emerald was warm and kind, but she was also cautious. And she was feeling a bit cautious at the moment. She was in a land she knew nothing of, they had walked into another world it seemed. And it made her wary of her surroundings. Careful in her judgements now as it slowly dawned on her. She was still fuzzy from the change, so things tended to come slower to her then usual~

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Shyn'tylene canted her head at his reaction to the cold, though when she had first met Almida she had done the same, but living under the same room as the Fae, it was quite different, she had grown acustomed to the little patches of frost, the chills that shattered the air about any. She did feel cold now, seeing as her armour was of cours minimal, but, almida was awake and that meant that winter was on it's way again. Drawing in a breath, feel the crisp air seething through her body, she did welcome it, she couldn't not really. Zha'linth would purr softly as he watched Ash, seeming to understand him and jsut watching him with those little beady eyes of his. Chuckling softly and nodding her head to Ash, she was suprised he had remembered, his words could have been taken in more than one way, both were correct, she somehow knew he did not mean two sets of twins, but she knew he knew that story already. Nodding ever so slightly to him. "Siyo. I have Riki and Phaer, they are well thank you, they are with their father, studying as always, they have a lot to learn. I return to teach them what he cannot when I have the chance too." It's not like she could say she was avoiding Kamar, she was, but at the same time she was not. It's just how it was really.
Watching Emerald, she could guess she had lost something, but there was nothing she could offer for the lost token, but it was clear with the uneasiness, whenever someone was uneasy did they not always go for something close to them to hold onto, some for of trinket, which mroe often was in the form of jewelery, a bit like the choker and bell that was still about Shyn'tylene's neck.

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~The Angelic Frost Fae~
Duchess Almida
Love the Heart that Hurts You
But never Hurt the Heart that Loves You
||Sacred Stones||Portal of Dreams||

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... As she ran after the spring, it was clearly more than a metaphore, and it would not be long in months before the roles were revesed and Ardhel would chase Almida through the different lands, perhaps back into Trieal and to the old oak tree in Kamar's garden where she would sleep upon a bow through the next spring and summer seasons. Behind Almida those footsteps of frost would spread, covering the land behind her in the gentlest of frosts, icicles glistening from trees, the rest of the leaves pulled down to the ground as the icy chill would spill through the lands, claiming all that set in it's way, though Almida could scent the humans and the Drow, she giggled and stopped in her track, placing her palm before her lips and blowing softly in their direction, snowflakes fell form her breath and would dance towards them, though it would not be chilling, it would be soothing, warm, full of love as the ground around them would stay green and fresh, it would follow Emerald and Ash until they found their clothes to protect themselves against the frostbite of Almida's winter. Another giggle and Almida would continue to run after her Ardhel, to chase down the Dream, she knew she could not freeze her, no, it was the love they shared for one another that kept them warm together. As she rose into a clearing, Almida would push herself from the ground, gliding high into the air and above the treetops, those mithril and orachaum wings would sparkle with the silver and gold as the burst open, a single flap as she held herself in the air looking down, looking to the three and the cat sat together, her eyes scanning the lands for Ardhel and then darting off with the music of laughter in her direction.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Unconsciously it seemed, as he kept his features pleasantly arranged in a smile as Shyn spoke of her children, Sebastian rubbed his fingers over his stomach. Feeling a bit sick after the full moon was normal, but like everything else it was getting worse as he aged exponentially and, of course, wolfing down half a deer and then throwing it up had not been any kinder to his human system. "Ah yes," he nodded as she reminded him of her twin's names, "Good to hear that they're well..." He started to turn his attention to Emerald as he had felt her fidgeting a bit, but then he glimpsed snow on a breath that seemed too warm to bring it.
Blinking, he tilted his head to look up at the white flakes expecting a chill that was not coming. "Huh..." he observed intelligently as a soft flake landed on his cheek like a kiss. Lifting his hand from his stomach he brushed the crystallized water onto his fingertip and looked at it, fascinated that it held its form. "Is this faerie snow?" he asked, lifting his yellow gaze to Shyn with the hope that she might understand something of this oddity. Holding out his hand, he caught two more flakes and brushed them with his thumb, intrigued.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~The Angelic Frost Fae~ :.... *The mix of warmth, cold in one orchestra spread throughthe forest, but the cold, ice, an dthe fine fine snow stars that would fill the air by Almida's blown kiss to the humans and the drow and cat. Ardhel heard the giggle and sangout out in joy, in happiness and that lust ye have bursting out when someone chasing ye in a special way. The fa'ae reached a glade or was it the same glade that The Dream had left? Or the same glade that it rushed through when passing the humans and drow not to far from?.. Did it matter? Nae it was a glade, one perfect glade in the deep forest at Tir-na-nOg. Up in the air the cold went, like rain it fell down and trapped The Dream. The snow seem to cover the fields, the paths and roads. It was a game, the oldest one and it came as natural as anything. Winter had won, winter had its pray catched, trapped in the glade. The trees leafs, was touched by snowstars, the moss, grass green it was with white coverlet. The Dream lifted the hand to the face, giggled, laughed a wicked sound it was a song in its own form. Knowing exactly what was going on and what this did mean. Not to far the Dream could hear the humans and the drow speaking, expressing them self in many ways some ways not even known by them self perhaps. Wild black eyes darted from side to side, the fa'ae spun around and around in the glade.. seeing how the cold, the frostbite crawled around. Then sudden one snow star fell up on its nose and the Dream blinked, hands moved and lightly did the fa'ae glance up.. up at the sky, at the source from where the snow came.. From an on view this must seem fun, like a child just seeing something for the first time. The snow star melted and its other form water trickled down the nose over the thin lips as the fa'ae stood there watching what came from above*

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She listened to the two friends talk, Emerald had nothing to really offer. Yes, she had her travels. But family was something she did not remember. She had friends now though, it was a nice feeling. And she had Ash, which was an even better feeling.

She looked to him and smiled just slightly. And then felt.... warm? Her gaze looking about to the snowflakes that fell about them. Her head tilted to one side as they caught within her hair, the white almost blending in with the gray. But the gray did almost look more silver really.

A curiousness came to her gaze as she was silently asking the same question as Ash. Fae snow? All she really knew of Fae, other then the one that had guided her here.... they had this tendency to like to play tricks on her. But she used to avoid villages. Avoid people. But she had known people within Enchantica. Very few who knew what she was. But they knew who she was all the same. She began to wonder how Frinn and everyone was doing. Her mind began to wander now. Just to random things as she remembered a place that had become home to her. But in reality, she was at home with Ash, wherever he was, that was home. Even if she was unconsciously wary of her surroundings~

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Watching him, she felt that warmth of the snow flakes as well and could only chuckle at it, she did know the spell, yet could not cast it herself, but she certainly knew the caster as her attention fell on Ash, sliding Zha'linth to one side and moving just a little towards Ash and looking into the palm of his hand at the flakes, curving those pouty bloodred lips to a smirk before sitting back in her spot again. "No, that is not Fairy snow, I believe the human term for it would be a kiss of warmth. Almida doesn't jsut bring Winter to the lands, she is winter, I am not the one to explain, but, in a way her power comes from Jack Frost himself. That is all I know, she is here, she is awake, and winter covers the lands. A Fae of love, for all the every part of her being is frozen in the coldness of ice." There really was no way for anyone to describe Almida, and how winter fell within her grasp, Shyn'tylene would not even try to explain either. All she would do is simply point up towards the sky where Almida was clearly hovering and looking to the lands.

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~The Angelic Frost Fae~
Duchess Almida
Love the Heart that Hurts You
But never Hurt the Heart that Loves You
||Sacred Stones||Portal of Dreams||

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Almida hovered there, watching spring trapped in the glade, emerald eyes smiled and sparkled with those delicate ice blue lips, the glow caressing every curve of her body.A silver silk dress clung to Almida's body, the hem falling to just brush the tops of her thighs as she simply looked down to Ardhel more, her right hand raised as she looked on over to the Drow and Humand and cat and wiggled those fingers at them, giving another giggle, she was ready bring the snow, but not yet, not while the Humans needed their clothes, she would not pull the clouds to overcast, the snow could wait, it didn't matter how long it waited for, but it would wwait until it was pulled into the lands. "My winters touch shall shall keep all peace in the lands, the spell is set, the ice flows, he comes sooner than we think..." She giggled and dived down towards Ardhel, dropping herself onto the ground before her, orbs looking into those pitch black eyes of Ardhels and giving a smile. "I have missed you sister." Speaking softly as she reached a hand towards the Dream, knowing that she would not feel the cold that is Almida, one thing that could be shared, the warmth of love. Oh how she just wished to embrace her sister, hold her close, she had missed her, and was too happy to have her back once again.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Glancing up as the drow inched closer to peer at the flakes on his hand, he listened as she gave some explanation. The whole of it did not make complete sense, but nothing faerie ever does. He did not usually associate love and winter. This winter would be the first in many years that he would not be forced to struggle to survive in the frozen landscape. But for werewolf healing, he surely ought to have lost fingertips and toes if not more from being passed out naked in the snow after the full moon or finding no town or shelter during unfortunate stretches of time, scavenging desperately for food and surviving sometimes only because poisonous berries had far less effect on him. Winter, to him, was a mistress of schadenfreude. This spirit, Almida the drow had named her, did not seem to be the same cruel soul.
His head tilted up to follow Shyn's gaze, eyes flicking through the trees until he saw what she did: a lovely female figure with feathered wings. Blinking a few times, he stared up at her, captivated for a moment; his hand tilted to wave distractedly back to her. And then she disappeared into the trees and the spell was broken; Sebastian looked back at Shyn and smiled, "Sweet lass..." he said, understatement of the year. "Did I hear her right? 'He comes sooner...' Who?"

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~The Angelic Frost Fae~ :.... *The fa'ae heard the song, the words tickled as they fell down like dancing snow stars. The fa'ae for a moment was not aware of the drow or the two humans, not even the cat.. to be honest even Tiril could dart in here and chew up on the flesh of the fa'ae. There was only one thing that now hold the fa'ae in a grip it was the one winter fa'ae who landed just before the spring. When Almida came closer, reaching a arm out a hand reached up to touch. A hand of spring, of summer meet the hand of autumn and winter. It sparkled like firecracker been thrown in to a fire. Snow melted, frozed, flowers got frozebitten and new leafs srungout. It was like all season spun around them both for a moment and when it settle the glade was white, winter had taken the glade.. in the middle they both stood, sisters, loves, winter and summer, spring and autumn. "Sister dearest loved one.. ye catched me and I step aside, the lands among them all is yours to play with" *The voice still warm meet Almidas cold. It was spoked, said and meant, for now the lands of human would lay in snow, so would Annwfn be touched too. But a grin would spread, wicked it was as it spread over the lips of the Dream, mischiefs entwined the words that was spoken, just like the twigs would twine with Almidas fingers. Moving closer, to embrace oh this was something now that filled the fa'ae to feel her close in that moment to embrace winter and let Almida's love meet the Dreams own pure love for that was the essences, the purest form of love, the spring and summer to be embraced by winter..For it is true said, Where Winter and Spring meets, Love never dies*

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She followed the gazes and looked up and had waved in return, then over to Ash. And yes, she felt a moment of jealousy. She looked down a moment, then over to the drow with a smile. It was interesting indeed. To hear such things. She did not know such stories really. Emerald was ignorant of such things. She did have clothes on, but they did not fit her to well. Just enough to cover her up. She moved to sit up though and looked to Ash, and Shyn. She then got to her feet. She was missing her medallion. She wanted it back for some reason. It almost.... tugged at her. She looked to Ash a moment~

I think we should find our things.

~And he would see the tell tale sign as to why she said that as her hand absentmindedly went to search for the medallion again~

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Perhaps it was an udnerstatement, perhaps it wasn't, ofr there were things that would not be spoken and Shyn'tylene knew when to keep her mouth shut, but for now, she knew that the sweetness that is Almida would continue until the void enclosed her and took her soul, and she knew it was partly her fault. Giving a gentle sigh as she traced her finger over some of thr frosted ground to her side. "Perhaps soon you will get a chance to meet Ally." Nodding to him she seemed to frown at him for a few moments before realising he didn't actually know who Almida had been talking about. "He who brings the rest of winter, he who also brings the frost and lays it down, a mighty God himself." She wondered then if he would understand as she spoke the word softly, for it was true that Gods appeared when their names were spoken aloude. Shyn'tylene did not want to be the one to bring him forth so soon, sooner than Almida had explained, whispering was easy, at least this God wouldn't be trying to kill her like the other couple after her hide. "Jack Frost." If they didn't ehar the whisper, then she would not repeat it. Looking to Emerald, she knew the signs in her eyes, but she did not speak on them, the thing with Fae is that they wer elike that, they did not mean to be, it was them, yet she could not explain that herself. In that moment she did know how Emerald felt, it wasn't easy to watch someone you love look at another. "The castle gardens are to the north from here."

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~The Angelic Frost Fae~
Duchess Almida
Love the Heart that Hurts You
But never Hurt the Heart that Loves You
||Sacred Stones||Portal of Dreams||

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Almida giggled as she watched the familier act between their hands, she kenw the game was far from over, she knew that as much as she held the frost, snow, ice and cold about her that spring would always be there, trying to defrost her, trying to push it's way back through, but all the time she had the energy from the natural cold air of the climate she could not be pushed down, only when the sun did burn high in the sky would she wither from the lands, but the game, oh how she loved to play this single game with the Dream year after year, season after season. Holding her sister close in her arms, she nuzzled her cheek against hers and placed a soft kiss upon her nose where that snowflake had fallen, kissing her sister flesh. "You played a beautious game my eternal sister. Thank you. I will protect the lands with the frost until your time comes to use my snow as water and feed life back intot he lands once again, for now, everything sleeps and takes its rest until then, nothing shall die under my watch. you have my word." The words, a simple whisper, a hushed voice that rang with music and the gentle flow of the Scottish Highlands.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... He looked a bit skeptical as Shyn explained who 'he' was. Sebastian was not religious, but he had been raised around the cult of the mother goddess and Avalon and it sounded like she was referencing the Christian deity. Then she said the wintery figure's name and he realized she had said 'a mighty god'. "Ah..." he uttered, perhaps it was that aspect of winter who had been so harsh to him rather than the beautiful fae. He understood now, anyway... mostly. "Of course." Obviously, he was completely oblivious to having caused even the slightest upset in his mate for the way he had looked at the frost fae.
Sebastian straightened up from leaning against the tree when Emerald's warm weight slipped from his side and he saw her rise to her feet. He looked concerned that something must be wrong and indeed it was, apparently; he realized her fingers were dancing about her throat but there was no silver chain. "Oh, they're... They're by the river, aren't they? In the palace gardens...." his voice stressed as he struggled against ache and fatigue to pull himself off the ground. One hand clawed support from the kind tree and the other clung to the cloak draped about his waist. "Right..." he said breathily as he heard Shyn's directions and glanced about to try to guess north in this eternal twilight. Annwfn smiled at him and hinted a glimpse of sun's handsome face and he oriented himself to find the right direction.
Taking a few deep breaths as though the act of standing up had been strenuous exercise, he returned his gaze to Shyn and smiled. He was about to say something when distracted by the soft melody whispered on the snow-kissed breeze. Born and raised in Scotland, he knew that song of winter's caress very well: it would spill down from the mountain tops and enchant the world below with white before the true, gripping cold set in upon them. Until that moment, however, he had never actually heard it. Shaking his head a little, he returned his focus to Shyn and smiled anew. "Thank you... for the..." he gestured to the clothing Emerald was wearing at the cloak he was using. "I hope we'll see you again, soon.... and will someday have the opportunity to repay your kindness..." His words were weighted, he meant more than the trivial gift of cloth: forever he would be grateful to her for the healing spell she cast last time he met her. It did not seem like it now, perhaps, as his body ached from the transformation, but her spell had helped a great deal for him to feel more like his real age the rest of the time.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~The Angelic Frost Fae~ :.... "Never have I thought otherwise beloved sister.. the game I never stop playing with ye, a beautiful dance it is" *The fa'ae spun around with the frost fa'ae, hold close, tight and nuzzle earlob, only to brush the lips along the cheek to the frozen blue lips of Almida. When that would be made winter would have in that moment taken over. Among lands of man would then be pure winter, sleeping under the thick coverlet of snow. Resting and waiting till the brother sun once more came up, came close to bring warmth and so would the Dream chase Almida..but that was then.. The fa'ae lowerd the eyelids to wait the kis to be taken. But just before Almida would do anything a whisper touched your senses* "Sense the human, feel her eyes, the sweet strong one she is. I know her.. let us play, let us bring her into the dance where mm the others will so have to search.. a trick, a treat and the Labyrinth they will meet, if of course they know where to go" *The expression was embracing Almida as the same way the fa'ae held her close in a tight embrace... *

Emerald:: *Perhaps ye felt the quick glance, perhaps ye felt ... was that the same one ye had meet before? Ardhel?.. Aye it was, it was the same very Dream ye had meet before but in a more pure form, thus tales ye might have heard, read, felt in the winds.. thus told about the Dream.. among others called Ardhel, a mischievous creature. It was said too it was the purest form of love, as such had effects sometime.. in better or worse ways. But aye a bit different Ardhel was now.. and ye felt it. Then the eyes was half closed as the energy burned between the two fa'ae one of Winter the other of Summer. Seasons they were.. *

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Emerald
Mate to Sebastian
Barmaid at the Four Corners Tavern and Inn
Kingdom of Enchantica, EC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... ~She gave Shyn a warm smile, then nodded~

Yes, thank you. I hope to repay the kindness as soon as I am able to.

~The song of winter hit her ears. She may not have known it as well as Ash, but she did know it. Just as he though, it had never been a thing heard before. Emerald had spent the four of the five years she remembered traveling. She did not look to Ash right now, she was feeling rather jealous right then. And very self conscious.

But then she felt eyes upon her. Those emerald green orbs would flicker over in that direction. Causing some of the gray hair to move into her face. Only for Emerald to move them and tuck them behind her ear. She somewhat recognised Ardhel, or so she had thought. Not sure really, but what does Emerald know of the Fae other then what was said before? Nothing. Not that she could honestly remember. Life before five years ago was black. Like someone took the eraser to the chalkboard and cleaned it completely. Her hand still in the spot where her medallion should be. She had not been this long without it before. It was odd really how much she missed the feel of the weight there. The feel of the comfort it offered to her. It was almost as if it was calling to her. And maybe it was? She did not know what it was other then that it was with her when she awoke in the Blackwoods Forest of Enchantica, before the time of the freeze. Would any know of it's pull? It was hard to say, but she wanted to go and get it~

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^-=-^ My Immortal ^-=-^
General Shyn'tylene Rilynneld
Mother to Riki'rahc & Phaer'inidia
.:It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees:.
Sacred Stones || PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... Looking between them both Shyn'tylene moved to her feet, collecting her pack and slipping it over her shoulders before she reached down to pick up Zha'linth and cradle him in her arms, nuzzleing her sheek against his head, her own purr vibrating within her throat. "You gave me enough by letting me see you are well, that the healing did it's job, and will continue under your guidance." Looking to Emerald, she was about to speak and stopped herself. "Perhaps in time you will allow me to do the same to you when your body needs a healing touch." She gave the slightest of smiles as she glanced towards Ardhel and Almida, using that wonderous Elven sight before nodding to them both. "Fair well to you and may we meet again, for now, I should return to my children, and with almida out of the lands I should collect her godson too and watch over him until she has helped set winter in."

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~The Angelic Frost Fae~
Duchess Almida
Love the Heart that Hurts You
But never Hurt the Heart that Loves You
||Sacred Stones||Portal of Dreams||

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Almida giggled softly as she watched the two Human, watching them closely as she kept her sister in her arms. "To play would be a wonderous idea my bearest of sisters, but alas..." She gave a gentle smile and gestured to the lands about them. "These lands are set, but my work is not done yet, not by far, we have much work to do in other lands, to se the chill, brush the ice over the lands, there are many that still wait their frost, dorment my sister spring must lay down so that life can be refreshed once more in months to come, just as winter shall do during those months. I promise to return to play our games, for I would never miss them wor this world or any other." closing her eyes softly she pressed her lips to Ardhels and then stepped back. "Be well my sister, I shall return soon enough." She pushed herself from the ground and giggled a little as she hovered, calling out to the dream. "He shall be with me and the song will be sung, snow shall fall and the lands will be ours for all to play, children will laugh and play through winters blessings." With that Almida darted off into the skies, those mithril and orachum wings glistening with each delicate flap as she caught the updraft to carry her along into the next worlds.

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... He smiled warmly to the drow, "Fare well..." he wished her earnestly. Turning his back to Shyn, he adjusted the cloak to be wearing it properly rather than trying to hold it about his waist and simply clutched it shut. When he looked back, she and the orange tabby had disappeared. Sebastian stared for a moment and then turned his gaze to Emerald, holding out the hand not keeping him modest. It was then he realized something was tugging at her attention and he looked around as he took her hand in his. Years of facing dangers wired him to caution and suspicion, but he believed in the deal he and the high queen had made... No harm ought to come to them. However, a small doubt nagged in his belly: was his definition the same as the queen's?
Squeezing his mate's hand, he smiled at her: he knew she was wary of Annwfn and so did not wish to hint any inkling that something could be amiss on his part. "This way..." he started walking toward the palace gardens, "I'm sure your necklace is being kept safe by a very nice tree..." he smiled.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ALL:.... *The fa'ae felt the cold lips against its own warm. When Almida moved away the fa'ae changed the glamoure trickled and the twigs grown, the leafs in that twigs hair. Nodded for it was true, much to be done, lands to prepare, other push to make things.* "be well sister, and i will await ye .. and.." *The words trailing off, whatever the fa'ae was about to say it was probly something about how the dears sister had to find the Dream.. But the eyes was up on thus humans, the black eyes stared at them for a moment as the fa'ae stood still and just ponder. Then slowly did the fa'ae walk toward them, the motion was quick, the vision of the fa'ae form was blurry, the motion jaggerd. The speak of a necklace made the fa'ae ponder had it not seen such on the way here? The Dream seem to lose the solid form more and more. The glamour brushed the air and and breeze, mingled with the nature left a wicked laugh hanging in the air a moment before it was ripped apart as if the winds tugged it in different ways. This should be good..

*A hiss scratched the world.. another ripped the ground a third cracked the air.. like a baneshee. It was like a echo that rushed in different paths down the forest. The fa'ae was going to find a way to have them two into that Labyrinth, that maze near the garden that lay near, around somewhere of the Castle.. first the necklace.. but that was someone else job*

[jaydedeyes]

. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to ALL:.... Sebastian and Emerald made their way through the forest and eventually came upon a river whose song seemed familiar. Passing through the unseen demarcation of the palace gardens, they followed the bank until they reached the large spread of moss where they had unclothed each other in animalistic passion. There, still, quite safe were their bags and cloths, even the cloak Sebastian had discarded to a tree while chasing his mate through the trees. Once they were dressed, Emerald curled up on the soft moss beneath her cloak, sheltered by a kind elm against Almida's gift now setting around them. Tired too, but inexplicably restless, Sebastian knelt by the river and scooped chill water into his hands to drink.

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˙Sparkling eyes of Annwfn˙
Tiril
Little wings can take ye far
As long ye belive in ME
Annwfn ® | CC

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... "what?" *The wave of colours seem to emerge from the air as it rushed along the other one.. The expression was sharp, like teeth and claws scratching over soft warm flesh. It seem to wait for something, to be asked or told from that other fa'ae creature as they moved*

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Forests of Tìr Na nÓg ==--
~ Is in the Forest, enjoying nature or a camp in The Land of Young ~

: says to ˙Sparkling eyes of Annw:.... "there is a necklace, something the human wolf has.. get it and fast.. Take it to the maze.. now" *The expression was like a snake hissing at its prey* "and if not, I will let Almida freeze and I will let the thus in the pond to have ye as their statue" *The words might have been used among the humans to write that part.. the expression the fa'ae hovered over the small creature, before it rushed through the forest would make it to the maze and then seek the neckleace*

Ash:: The fa'ae moved through the forest like a dance, it followed the trail of human and wolf, followed the scent that hung in the air, now frozen by Almida. It lead back to the garden, where the castle was and the maze not too*

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to ALL:.... More than he heard, Sebastian felt a presence approaching. Swallowing the cold draught with a grimace, he dried the cold water off his hands with the edges of his thick, wool cloak. The icy liquid seemed to freeze his throat and pierce his tender stomach for a moment and he coughed, but then the feeling ebbed: he knew it was worse for his recovery not to drink. Slowly rising to his feet, he wrapped his cloak closely around his body, folding his arms over his chest, and looked out into the trees. He knew most of the fae were shy, so he smiled as warmly as he could toward... whatever was creeping through the woods. Glancing back toward Emerald, he saw she slept peacefully and then returned his yellow eyes to the unseen source of movement. Hoping very much that the tugging at his gut was just leftover from years of bad experiences in this post-moon weakened state, he waited to see if the fae would gift him by showing itself.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian San:.... *It leaned against the ash-tree and glanced at the two humans, the glamoure drawn closer, become solid and there it stood the fa'ae of spring and summer. Branches reached back aroudn the trunk of the tree. Black eyes gazing up on the two.. one sleeping the other had been glancing around and toward where the fa'ae had come.. a wicked grin was resting up on the thin lips* "cold?"
~The Borther Sun is spreading warmth and light~

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Sebastian blinked, his eyes flicking around the area from which the voice had come until they finally settled on the vaguely female figure who blended so well with the tree. It could be watched on his face: the nagging feeling of familiarity with this twiggy creature, the dawning light of recognition, the disbelief for last he knew she had been lost. "Ardhel?" he questioned, squinting at the sidhe with black eyes like pools of darkest ink and greenish, woody complexion.... and that warmth of summery love that surrounding her. A smile cracked across his features as he became almost sure he could smell the blend of rowan and indescribable faerie essence. The impulse to perhaps run to her and hug her flickered through his being, but he merely shifted where he stood, shoulders twitching as he reaffirmed his grip on the flaps of his cloak. Her question forgotten in his joy to see her, he babbled instead as he tended to do when he was nervous though if asked he would not know why he was, "It's wonderful to see you. The queen told me about what had happened to you... I offered that she could sic me on those awful people," he chuckled though it had not been a joke then, "But it's probably best she didn't... Did whatever she was doing work, then? How long have you been... back?" He wasn't quite sure how it worked - but the way he understood it, she was back from the dead.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian San:.... *The fa'ae canted the head, blinked as the human wolf babbled on, ..gone, back, whos work had done what? people to be taken care of?.. The fa'ae tapped the claws against the ash-tree behind, the black pools gazed right into thus old yellowish eyes, well old for the humans to view it. But it had lived a long life. The wolf within seem to have calmed yet it was there under the surface, perhaps it has been above the surface very newly.

The fa'ae sensed that urge of coming running, felt it as if it spread from your body like waves out. The air did taste familier around the human, so did it about the female who sleeping.

The fa'ae ponderd about the last words 'long been back' But the fa'ae couldn't figure it out.. it had been here all the time just around the Hedge more. That was true, for the fa'ae doesn't die in that same sense. What actually happens is that the fa'ae returns to its purest form, its essence of what it is. Merge with it and is in that form for sometime, till forever. Example a fa'ae of water becomes waterdrops and such. One of the soil become that. A fa'ae of the purest form of love, the spring and summer? mm each cycle it seem to die, to reborn again. But what happened here had been humans using something f unbelife, and turned their back against fa'ae and the world. That ahd brought the fa'ae to such sadness it cryied out everything and become hollowed, there was nothing it could do than let the oblivion that they spread take it shatter it like a mirror. But what here was a bit different was that the fa'ae was about to vanish as if stung and stabbed with cold iron. But the mind of the fa'ae wouldn't understand or rather make sense of how long time had passed* "Aye there has been thus who call me that" *colour, of the body was greenish, grey like the rowan trunk. It was right ye perfect senses picked up that Rowan taste.. The fa'ae pushed lightly and in one flow stood back upa nd slowly walked toward ye* "ye are familiar, from where I dont know but mayhap such isn''t really important.. the soil is the same. But I been here.. or rather in between... ye know that I can help with that warmth.. if ye wish.." *The fa'ae jumped form one thing to another quickly*

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
. . . . . .

--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Sebastian's head tipped a little; she seemed different somehow... but how to quantify a fae to say that it has changed? Less innocent, the beauty and twigs sharper maybe... or perhaps it was just a mood he had not seen. She was always in a playful mindset when she had visited the tavern, he had never seen her another way, another place. "Oh..." distracted, he had forgotten a bit about the cold though his aged limbs felt it acutely, "That would be welcome.... thank you..." he smiled. His eyes, yet stained by the wolf that had recently manifested, followed her as she drew nearer, gliding along the river bank. Pressing his lips together, he supposed an experience like hers might fizzle the memory a bit and after all, they hadn't known each other very well... despite how fondly he felt toward the rowan princess. "I'm Ash..." he offered, watching the woody features of her face for any sign of recognition, "Like, uh... soot... not the tree..." he chuckled, glancing back toward the ash from which she had just detached herself. "Sebastian?" he said his full first name, not able to remember whether he had given that to her or just his nickname. "From the tavern... in Enchantia.... Coffee?" he smiled, "I left some for you.... near the pond...." he turned his head to look in the direction of the glowing star that marked the garden pond and then turned his attention back toward the fae, "With lots of sugar... and cream nearly going bad... Just the way you like it," he grinned a bit. "That's my mate.... Emerald... You know her, too..." he nodded toward the woman sleeping on the bed of moss.

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~Tir na nOg's Mischievous Gem~
The Dream
Princess Of The Fa'ae
High Queen Maedb's & King Auberon's Dream
~Breathe In Peace, Breathe Out Love~
Annwfn ® | PoD

--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to . . . . . .Sebastian San:.... *The creature moved closer, so close in facted that it leaned toward ye from the side or over ye shoulder from behind if ye had not turned around that is* "ye wish to trade suger, cream and coff...ee for warmth?" *Now thus words dripped like the first melting drops of ice does when Ardhel have chased down Almida.. which would happen sometime in the future.. but for now, the fa'ae had stepped down for Almida to spread her part. Some see it as a dance, others an act of love, some treat it as a war between the seasons..but it wasn't, it was cycle that was to be.. among he fa'ae some just viewed it as a fun game nothing else really.* "mm Sebastian, now that taste very familiar.. do ye owe me something?" *The fa'ae stopped circling and by now the two must standing face to face, black meet yellowish. The fa'ae grin seem to inhale the scent that lingerd around ye* "Indeed not the ash-tree.. mm she looks familiar too" *The fa'ae glanced toward Emerald, partly to geta good look at the female, but to to see for the necklace.. yet that was Tirils work to get.. or however that creature would do. Suddenly the hand raised to ye shoulders, finger curled gently, claws was brushing over the clothing or skin if ye yet not where clothed. From the fa'ae spread warmth, like standing in the forest leting brother sun bath one self.* "That will keep the two of ye warmth, at least for the moment" *Then it took a couple of steps back, glanced toward the pond or rather that glowing star that hoverd above it* Next to teh pond ye say.. mm interessting" And just like that the fa'ae start to walk to the pond.. *

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. . . . . .
Sebastian Sanguyn
Mate to Emerald
Bartender at the Four Corners
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--== The Garden (Palace of Tìr na nÓg) ==--
~ Is in the Gardens around the Palace, enjoying the beauty of nature ~

: says to ~Tir na nOg's Mischievou:.... Sebastian looked a bit unsure when she mentioned a trade. He had not moved as she came closer, watching her; he turned his head as she started to circle him but remained facing the same direction he had been. "Owe you.... Yes...." he nodded a little, "We made a deal many months ago.... You were leaving a message for Frinn, the tavern keeper..." he spoke slowly, hoping his words would sink into her mind and stir a memory, "A circle of things... with coffee sludge in a cup, in the middle.... I asked you to use something that wouldn't stink as I didn't know how long it would sit there before Frinn came back to get it...." He wrinkled his nose and then smiled, "You agree and replaced it with something else... asking me to be 'Fae Friend' in return..." He still did not know what it meant exactly, but he hoped he had and was fulfilling his oath.
He tensed as suddenly he felt her clawed hand on his shoulder, but still did not move. The fae's strange touch tingled even through the thick wool cloak and shirt beneath and soon warmth blossomed within him, causing a more relaxed smile to paint over his wan features. "Thank you..." He blinked a little as she drifted away as suddenly as she had appeared, melting into the forest.