Embraced -Nautic-

[Citrine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/cback-11.png] Citrine strolled through the forest, her pace leisurely as her nose was pointed to the ground, memorizing the scents on its surface. For once the light of the sun broke through the clouds, clear and warm its golden rays broke through the forest casting it in an almost surreal glow. The parrot myou had wandered thick into its belly, curious and agitated by unknown forces that bickered in her heart she sought out the quiet solitude of the wild. By now the forest had grown thick and little to no wind pierced its strong core, only the sounds of crows echoed in the distance, most birds having flown south to seek warmer shelters. Her second soul had often pestered her to follow suit, but the wolf in Citrine knew very well that without this pack she could not survive. Treading softly on the ground she made little to no sound, her small and dainty paws moving her tail rhythmically giving the impression that she swayed with almost a dancer's movements. Up ahead sun streamed through the thick tree trunks, calling out to the exotic looking wolf. Picking her pace up she moved into a small clearing where the sun roamed freely amids the bushes and smaller trees. The sun had melted the snow that ordinarily covered the ground, revealing the soft layer of fallen needles below it, dried in the heat of the mid day. Yawning Citrine stretched luxuriously, feeling the sun rays on her brightly colored plumage. It was a perfectly enchanting spot and just the place for an early afternoon muse. Trotting around the clearing she came to a tree with roots sticking out of the ground. The pine needles had fallen into the dip in the ground and it created a most inviting basket shaped place to rest. Smiling she curled up and cooed with joy as the sun heated her fur up, basking in the rare heat. Laying her head upon her paws she let her thoughts drift, a dream like fog shrouding her mind in the comfortable setting. Once again she traveled back to Nautic, his handsome feline shape appearing in her mind. The clean and airy smell of his fur and the feel of his soft tails against her muzzle coming to mind. The young female was indeed caught up in a youthful delusion, that physical attraction was indeed love. This made Nautic Citrine's first love, and in her innocent mind all was right with this circumstance. Already her mind was held in the grandeur of a family, neglecting to take into account the responsibility of such a matter, spending days with Nautic and caring for her pups. She did not know the work required to care for young wolves, nor did she know of the danger of harsh weather conditions. In fact there was not a lot that the myou knew except that she was attracted to Nautic and therefor it must mean she was in love. Fantastic youth, caught in the momentous pull of first attraction and yet blissfully unaware of the resulting complications. In fact she did not know much about the lyxxus, had no awareness of his past history, had yet to converse with him about important matters but none of these presented an issue for she was decided that they were of little consequence if she did love the male. Draco had left a nagging impression on the she-wolf, one that she was not prepared to confront for it would mean an attraction to more than one male, and such a matter was unheard of to the young wolf. A romantic dreamer at heart, having two interest would spoil her dream of one true love and the perfect ending to a story. Ridiculous, fancy, frivolous notions some might scoff, but it could at least be said that at least they were pure and honest thoughts. C i t r i n e 's . S o n g

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[°Nautic°]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/nback-1.jpg] The warmth of the suns UV rays sent chills through the colorfully splotched pelt of said lyxxus. His strides were somewhat powerful and held some sort of hidden meaning. His eyes were filled with a strange desire that if the liquid's melted from their sockets, it would burn and leave a mint residue on that which it had fallen. Nautic wasn't up to any tricks per say, but he had debated the question over and over in his head and decided he wanted it. Bad enough to accept the consequences of the actions he took. It was when he noticed the feathery female resting during the calming afternoon he decided that, the time was now... or never. Making his way over to Citrine, he crouched as to avoid waking her with his shuffling towards her sleeping form. It would be perfect. He had it already planned out. On his way towards the forsida tree he had spotted and snuck up on a lovely colored Synesinger and had devoured the meal. What colorful feathers had been left behind of it, he held in his mouth now. All he needed for his plan to suceed was Citrine. Only her. She's all I need... He told himself, maybe she was the one? He felt like his heart had long ago shriveled up to block all other true love. Maybe someone, no... she. Could be the one to get him to open up and finally accept a mate. After I mate with her first A sly smirk laced his face as he soon towered over her. Gently, he began to nuzzle her and lick her tenderly. He wanted to feel her body against his. Would she accept his offer? And if she did, would they be able to stay together? Nautic's mind was racing too fast to try and decipher what he really wanted and truely intended anymore. Feeling a tad bit insane, the lyxxus forced a level head and with his telekinesis made the feathers he dropped before her to float and line up around his shoulders like his own make shift wings. Wings of a false angel. A symbol of true desire and beauty. "Wake from your slumber dear Citrine, may I have a word with such a beautiful soul?" his eyes lidded with lust and his voice lower, powerful and seducing as a whisper of a ghost.

[Citrine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/cback-11.png] Citrine woke from her slumber to the soft feel of a caressing tongue on her head, unclear if she was still asleep or not. It must have been so for it was Nautic and the current individual of her interest that stood so near to her, engulfing her nose with the thick scent of a warm aroma that she so often dreamed about. Dreamy eyes starred up at the lyxxus from her reverie, a tiny yawn escaping her maw. Surely this could not be real, especially as Nautic had grown wings? Blinking a couple times Citrine realized the vision was not going away, nor were Nautic's wings. Peering around him she noted the feathers were not attached to his back, then how was he making them stay poised in the air? Giggling lightly she rolled onto her back, giving the male a couple lazy swipes of her paw. Stretching out luxuriously she rose to nuzzle Nautic's neck in turn, licking his ear slowly. A relaxed smile played upon her maw as she chimed, "But of course, any time for such a handsome fellow." The male's voice caressed her ears, the luxuriously smooth tone lullabying her senses into a state of dimmed awareness. What was this strange occurrence? It did not matter to Citrine, she knew not what the lyxxus was up to only that she was bathing in the attention and positively elated that her dreams had materialized into reality. Practically purring she ran her tail under Nautic's chin, batting her eye lashes and nudging his shoulder possessively. Her heart was beating a lot faster then normal and butterflies fluttered regularly in her stomach. What did he want to talk about? Excitement coursed down her spine, something was different about the lyxxus this time and the mystery of the moment enveloped Citrine in a romantic fog, to her this was affairs of dreams and in her youthful world reality and dreams could certainly meld together. C i t r i n e 's . S o n g

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[°Nautic°]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/nback-1.jpg] He paused and debated if this was truly what he wanted and if Citrine would want this as well. He thought back to all the other beautiful she wolves he would be letting down if he made this decision. Elle, Ari, Drakon, Allison, Tawny and tons of other stray wolves he could not name sadly. Of course, some of them would be easier to let go more than others. Ariana would always have a soft spot for the lyxxus, but you had to try and grow up sometime. Right? It was painfully obvious that Ari did not hold any romantic feelings what-so-ever for the sandy colored wolf, even though she made his world turn at moments. Though if it wasn't for her, Nautic might not have ever considered Citrine or any other female for that matter. Trying to regain his lustful composure, the feline-like wolf swerved back around the myou, her contact with his soft fur felt like the electricity of a lightning lupus was tingling their touch. "My fair and lovely Citrine, I wish to ask permission to court such a lovely lady like yourself. I believe our lives, together... will form to make a better future of our pack." his tails wrapping around her slender body as he slowly worked his way behind her, his lustful gaze sparking with interest. "In other words, my dear, would you consider being my mate and mating with me?" Nautic was sure he had won, his pride swelling as he felt the need to hide a smirk. Citrine would be his by the end of the day, or he would at least die trying to seduce her to be. Playfully he panted and swayed his tails as he batted at her back legs with his front paws. Would she reject him? It wouldn't be the first time, but ever since Ari...ever since then... he felt more vulnerable to relationships. [[Super, SUPER sorry for the long wait. A lot of plot things where floating in the air that needed to be cleared up before this plot could further. Anywho, I think I got an idea what I'm doign with nautic now so PM me if you want the fine details :3]]

[Citrine]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/cback-11.png] Citrine felt as though every cell in her body had taken a pause and it seemed as though her heart had stopped beating as she lost herself in the lyxxus’ dazzling periwinkle eyes, her own aqua ones brilliant against her amethyst purple fur. The haze of the sun in the small clearing cast the pair in a surreal glow and the young female was very much caught up in the illusion of fairy tale perfection, oblivious to the harsh consequences that would result from her decision. Her blood pace quickened as heat spread across her soft cheeks, her ears conveying Nautic’s words but her brain frozen by the weight of his proposal. It was all she had ever wanted, a mate to care for her that she could lavish her affections on and the perfect life where she could flutter about in the safety of the knowledge that her valiant male was caring for her well being. Breathlessly she whispered, “Yes”. Her voice was petal soft and innocent and she shuddered as she felt Nautic’s luxurious soft tails entwine themselves around her body, mixing in with her velvet feathers and wispy fur. As if caught in a hypnotic daze she instinctively moved closer to the male, accepting his presence and burying into him. Whatever was to follow lay unbeknownst to the young female, she had not been given direction or been educated on what transpired between males and females and so it was but youthful primal instinct that drove her to latch on to Nautic’s more experienced manners. She waited what was to follow, completely ensnared in the belief that Nautic would look out for her and had her best intentions at heart. The fact that desire could drive a male to claim what might not capture his heart never crossed her mind, in her world there was only love. Giving a melodic chirp of excitement she moved against Nautic, her physical acceptance matching her verbal one. C i t r i n e 's . S o n g

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[°Nautic°]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/nback-1.jpg] Nautic knew the moment Citrine's fur was shaken by his comment, she had already accepted his suggestion. Now that she was his, he knew all too well that courtship was only the surface breaking the thin ice. How could such a wolfanizer [lawl, awesome made up word!] like himself, man up and become a true mate, or worse... a father. He shivered at the thought, hopefully he would not have to worry about that for awhile. He just wanted to enjoy his mate's company and let those warm and heated nights linger. Of course it was plain daylight at the moment so it was quite ironic and he was unsure if here in the open was the best place. Who the hell cares?! He reminded himself, Citrine was hers and he was Citrine's now. It mattered not what they did, they were together until death separated them with it's greedy arms! "I promise to be there whenever you need me, dear Citrine... this may hurt at first but soon the pain will die down and a blossom of true bliss will engross us." The lyxxus felt his body heat more as she moved closer against him, making access easy. The male wanted so badly to rip into her then and there. But, he had a promise to keep... now didn't he? So he made is way to her, slowly. Passionately. Both their bodies locking together as if they were meant to be from the beginning. The suns rays bringing warm light that glistened off their bodies, the lyxxus seemed like a god. And for once Nautic felt he was in the right mind when it was someone he felt dearly about... Fade to Black and End [Of course, unless Som want's to add anything in a last post.. I just assumed not.]