Ascending Legends

[Dragongal]

Arryn sat up and laughed, nuzzling against the side of his neck before returning to her food. "Sorry love, but you're so comfy."

 

[BookWyrm]

"I'll take your word for it. We can cuddle after we eat, this food is calling to me right now." Dayn was doing his best to keep from gorging himself on his food, but it still didn't take him that long to finish.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn finished just as quickly, then took the cookies out of the oven. As she set them out to cool, she said, "Are you still hungry? I mean... I kind of am. For meat...." Her body was still getting used to being a lycanthrope, and she wasn't too hungry, but a little bit of fresh kill didn't sound bad.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn finished washing the few dishes that they had and turned to Arryn with a smile. "That doesn't sound bad at all." He walked over and took her hand, bringing her palm to his lips before encouraging her to wrap her arms around his neck as he wrapped his own around her midsection. "Fresh meat, in the crisp mountain air, with you beside me."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn happily wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. Once she pulled away, she smiled to him and said, "Alright love, I'll grab my pack, then we'll go." Once they were dressed for the cold weather, she lead him outside and into the cover of the trees before undressing, putting her clothing in her pack before shifting. <Ready, love?>

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn had brought his pack along as well, and after stuffing his clothes and what not into it he shifted, taking a moment to get a feel for his new body as he looked over at Arryn. <Yes I am.> He took off, running through the woods just for the sake of it. They were out to hunt for sure, but Dayn wanted to stretch out his legs for bit before getting down to work.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn managed to keep pace with Dayn despite her considerably smaller size. She had more trouble with her turns though, and overall control, but she was plenty fast. At one point she got ahead of Dayn and made a hard turn, spraying snow all over him. She sat down and looked at him with a content smile on her muzzle.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn walked over to Arryn and shook, slinging the snow in his fur all over the place before pouncing on her and rolling around in the snow. He growled and nipped and nibbled at Arryn amidst rubbing against her and licking her as well.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn yipped and played back, eventually grabbing onto his ear gently. Once he calmed down she let go and gently licked his face, nuzzling against his neck. <You know, I still don't know what dictates where your white spots are on your fur.>

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn had growled and snarled in his mockingly ferocious way before Arryn suddenly grabbed his ear, causing him to slowly calm down and relax. After he had calmed down, though, Arryn returned to loving on him by licking and nuzzling up against him. Totally worth it. <I'm not really sure either. Do you think there is a meaning behind it? You don't see any possible patterns do you?>

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn stood up and paced around him, then laid back down and nuzzled under his chin, purring quietly. <Seems like where your old scars were. Y'know, before they disappeared. I remember tracing over them while I laid next to you, recall?>

 

[BookWyrm]

That made sense to a degree. <How could I forget? I love that feeling, even if the scars are gone now.> Dayn added his own purr to the mix and he curled up around Arryn. <So I have white markings where my old scars used to be. How very interesting. What do you think about it love?>

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn licked his cheek. <I think you look handsome in anything. But I like it a lot actually. You were handsome in brown, but the black with icy eyes is definitely dashing, and the white contrasts are pretty.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn nuzzled up under Arryn's chin and against her neck before licking her cheek. <I have to say, red hair with your deep emerald eyes. I get lost in them if I look too long.> Dayn gently grabbed Arryn's ear and sucked on it gently.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn pulled back a bit and cocked her head at him. <Emerald... eyes? What's my eye color as a wolf?> This was hard for her to believe, but it was important to her. She'd hated how her eyes had changed, a sign of the damage she'd taken, her failure, in a way. She had liked her green eyes, but the pale grey was just insulting, though she had come to terms with it since Dayn had seemed to like it.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn was slightly bumfuzzled by Arryn pulling away from him. He had been happy with her ear in his mouth, but now that she had asked Dayn focused in on her eyes. Arryn's eyes as a human were a beautiful grey color, though she seemed bothered by them at first. <Your eyes are emerald, with slight grey flecks, almost a reverse of your normal eye color.> Dayn rubbed his muzzle against Arryn's cheek. <But your eyes are beautiful and deep no matter what form you take love.>

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn purred, nuzzling up against him and tucking her head under his chin. <You're such a sweet talker. Thank you.>

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn licked her cheek before grabbing her ear again, purring contently once he had started to suck on it. It was kind of his way of making up for not being able to hold her hand, and it was a playful gesture between the two of them. Dayn knew he wasn't always going to have these moments where they could both be wolves, so he wanted to make the most out of the time that he had with her like this. Right now she understood that portion of his life, and that knowing brought an intensifying connection to their bond and intimacy now. She would carry that with her always, but not in the same way as she did now that she was a wolf. Yes, Dayn would love her the same even after sure was "cured", but this felt special in some way. He was just glad to be able to experience it for the time that it lasted. <Always, love.>

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn reached up and pushed his muzzle away, and once freed, rubbed her head under his chin and against his neck, turning the whole body as she did so, before flopping down, still nuzzling against his neck and rubbing against his chin, her ears pulled back so they wouldn't get in the way.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn was loving this attention. Purring just as contently as he ever had, Dayn slowly started to rub against Arryn's head and neck. He made long strokes against her, letting his muzzle slid down her neck to her back or her chest before coming back to her chin. This moment, this contact, was amazing, and Dayn wanted it to last forever.

 

[Dragongal]

After a few more moments of cuddling, Arryn paused, sniffing the air. <Do you smell that? Food.>

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn lifted his head and caught the wind. <Elk, maybe?> Dayn looked over at Arryn questioningly. <Do you want to try for an elk or track something else?>

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn nuzzled his neck before getting up and stretching, pacing a bit to get the blood flowing again. <Elk sounds good. You lead.>

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn stood up and followed Arryn's example. Stretching out always seemed to help as a wolf, not to mention the fact that it felt nice. Dayn casually took the lead and set pace at a slight amble. Elk were flighty. He had heard them called the mountain ghosts before, and they lived up to the reputation. If they were going to take one today they were going to need to be stealthy in their approach.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn had led the way carefully and quietly, making sure to keep track of the wind so they could get the advantage on the Elk. When they finally found the elk Dayn was surprised to see it was a lone bull. He was young, his antlers still meager compared to the likes of the mature bulls, but he was still more than big enough for both of them to eat well. Dayn crouched low in the brush. <We will do it the same as we did with the deer. Be careful, though. Elk can be quite dangerous.>