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Post by kerrigan on Jul 14, 2009 23:19:19 GMT -5
[/i][/color] his soul purred. He wanted to, so bad....But the big, confident brute didn't want the sting of rejection. Sure, she allowed him to hold her, cling to her if he was truthful, but forever? It was a step many shied away from. But he had little doubt she could be his. His other half. Yes, he believed in fate, the magyks in the world enthralled him. He wasn't dense enough not to recognize Zephora as his mate, but she....He'd down males to waste away their lives because their life didn't return their feelings. A low grumble worked his way out of his throat but stilled as she spoke. His breath rushed out and he closed his eyes tight, hoping he hadn't heard wrong. But she was soft in his paws and he tilted his head back only to press himself forehead to forehead with her. He sucked in air, his eyes warm and soft like her fur, and filled with more life and hope than the marshlands themselves. "Aye," he murmured, meeting her gaze. ”Will ye be me mate, Zephora? Be me partner in all things?" he pressed, wanting to hear the words, needing them.[/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul]
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"Young girl, one day you will be old But the thing is I love you NOW"
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Post by Zephora on Jul 21, 2009 23:14:00 GMT -5
Call me crazy, but I loved this feeling of just being held by him. It felt so right on so many different levels. I could feel my body mold into his own as if it truly was supposed to rest there this entire time. I brushed the side of my muzzle to his shoulder lightly, smiling to myself. I'd noticed those sabres of his, but I'd also noticed just how gentle and careful he was with them, making sure he didn't hurt me. Some may have felt intimidated to have them so close, but in my heart I knew he'd never allow them to harm so much as a single strand of my pelt. I then heard something. His voice. I let my ears perk upwards slightly to take in the handsome tones of it, happy yet surprised at the same time to hear him ask his question after telling me I could stay forever.
"Will ye be me mate, Zephora? Be me partner in all things?"
I was stunned, and stared out for a moment before I looked up at him with a thump of my lovely tail upon the ground. My ears splayed back and a smile was seen upon my maw as I then nudged my maw just beneath his own before giving him a kiss. "Yes, Kerry', I would be honored to be your mate. Forever at your side in all things." I spoke, letting my form cuddle into his own. He was so lusciously soft against me, and I smiled to myself knowing that he was the one I truly wished to be with.
This would be a big change for both of us, I guessed. I wasn't sure if he'd ever had a mate like I had, but somehow I knew it would be just fine. I lifted my gaze to look back to his eyes with a smile, leaning in as I touched the cool tip of my nose to that of his own for a moment in a butterfly kiss. This would be the beginning of something wonderful for both of us. A new bond, friendship, mateship, and chance to get to know each other as well as let our already forming love grow further. I was excited, looking forward to spending every second of my life at the side of Kerrigan forever.
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Post by kerrigan on Aug 3, 2009 0:34:56 GMT -5
Even the soft press of her body against his own didn't shadow the doubt and worry in his heart. Kerrigan was a normally confident being; overly so at times. It made it - sadly - that when he was feeling iffy about things it was even stronger to him than to others. Maybe that could be debated, but right now the stress of wondering was tearing at his heart with long claws, rattling about like a rat in a cage to get out. It was an ill feelings, one Kerrigan did not like at all. He'd nearly forgotten why he'd no loner let himself second-guess. This was a re-affirming of a long held habit. But he'd gotten himself into this and once those thoughts took root he couldn't rip them out. The weed was growing. The one that said she would accept him, wouldn't take him as the un-educated sounding bastard he was. On any other occasion Kerrigan loved his accent, but in this moment, he felt a deep resentment toward it. Would it hold him back? In this stage all wolves waited for, be they evil, small, old, good, or lazy.
But even as his muscles stiffened and his lips pressed together in her silence, ready to stalk away with some pride left, she spoke up and he turned to jello. Yes. She'd said yes! He went from doubting to ecstastic in three seconds flat, his large, plump tail flailing about and setting up a thrumming beat against the earthen floor. If there had been dusk to rise, it would have been floating around them. As it was, sand was sent crashing against the walls, unheeded by the big males and he rose slightly on his back paws and all but tackled the slightly smaller female. He shoved his face under her chin, a stupid, goofy grin across his long, bulky muzzle and his lime nose burrowed just at the end of her chest. Then he bounded back and swiped the top of her head, her cheeks, laved her ears and her neck with excited licks of his lime tongue. All his markings danced, it was plain his joy was echoed all over his body.
It was hard to tell if his licks were friendly, loving, or submissive, and later Kerrigan decided it was a little of both. He had lost two near mates. One he had loved, one he could have come to if she'd given him half a chance, but this one was his to learn to love and share and provide for, and she was going to be protected with all he had in him! He wouldn't loose another, specially one he was already so fond of. She was his, as he was hers. Unlike most males, Kerrigan saw mating as two wolves, not one taking over the other. And though he would think himself the stronger one, he understood that Zephora would know all his quirks and be the only being who would truly know him completely. Not that he'd listen to a damn fool thing she said. As if.
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Post by Zephora on Aug 18, 2009 9:31:03 GMT -5
I found it within myself to grin at him as I saw just how excited and happy he was when I told him 'yes'. His tail thumping the floor as if it would fly off at any moment, it wasn't too hard for me to see just how much happiness was flooding his heart right now. It gave me joy, to have given him so much joy just by telling him that I would be with him. To know that he truly wanted to love me, made my world shine. The doubts within my mind seemed to all shy away to a safer distance, and though they were still there they weren't voicing much. They were more along the lines of.. 'What's going to happen?'
It worried me slightly, but it seemed that all of those cares and worries were washed away as he flew to me and held me to the ground, his cool wet nose finding itself beneath my chin as he grinned this boyishly excited grin and snuggled into me. I let my paws slip about him and just held him, my tail lashing to and fro along the ground behind me as if it were a sailors flag being whipped within the winds. I belonged here. I belonged in his arms and I was oh so happy to have finally found him. I'd waited a long while to find love like this, and now that I had it I wasn't going to let it slip away. He would now become the center of my world as well as our pack. Finally, at long last I'd stepped out of the life of a loner and I had a home. Nigori Marshlands was my home.
I nuzzled into his mane gently with a soft laugh, holding him closer to me as I took in the scent of his handsome musk, memorizing its wonderful scent as best I could. I could have held him forever just as I had been, but I knew that eventually we'd have to go to the back about the event of our mating and let them know that we were now a mated pair. But for the time being, I lay there just enjoying the closeness of his body against mine as I then playfully tilted my head back and nipped at his left ear, nuzzling the tip of my nose to his with a soft laugh.
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Post by kerrigan on Sept 4, 2009 22:56:10 GMT -5
[/color] he purred, flicking one ear back and curling his tail behind him, "when are we starting the family business?" His words were of pups, and he wondered if she wanted some now or later. It wouldn't force anything on the female, but he longed for his own flesh and blood.[/blockquote][/ul][/size][/color]
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