Pocketful of Posies

Wisteria Serenity

Zoltan. The name was definitely not one she would have ever thought of but that aside she wondered if it was a name he had already or if the witch before her named him such. “Zoltan Blackwood,” she hummed, taking it in upon her tongue, deciding she liked it after brief contemplation. Her tail swayed a little, wondering just what this little bug would look like as he would not look like her dear friend, not being of actual blood. The possibilities were endless which would just make the hunt more fun for her in locating and having some fun with him. Oh? There was a flicker there in the other’s eyes, something of caution, warning; possession. It only fueled her curiosity, fueled her desire to see just what the fae apparently had seen in this special little thing Elwynn called her son. Son. How it continued to sound peculiar in her head. “Don’t worry mama bear, I'll be gentle with your cub,” she promised, though that didn’t mean she’d keep it. Not that she had any desire to hurt the boy, not as of yet anyway but only time would tell what she wanted to do with him once he was in her grasp.

No matter the words that brimmed from her lips, it seemed the other had their focus far more on something else: that juice that spilled from her limb as it gently dripped down the other's soft curves. Every inch of their body seemed to become more and more alive as if the red liquid produced a bright electricity, frying the hairs as they became more erect along the other’s spine. She looked so fluffy. Had Wisteria’s mood been a little better, it might have sent the lighter women into a fit of teasing at how fluffy and cute the other looked right now. The snarl however, kept her somber, though she didn’t shy away but rather moved closer as she had whispered her confession, one of her sins as a parent. Had her friend been a more empathetic being, perhaps she might have been more open about her emotions, the anguish she felt but it would be a wasted breath. They may be kindred but that meant nothing in terms of emotional support.

That was only confirmed as the other whispered into her ear that her daughter had indeed by the perfect sacrifice, not an ounce of condolence in her voice. Nothing she could detect at least for their mind was on other things. Her ears flicked at the question that followed, though she didn’t answer quickly enough as the other suddenly moved, taking a piece of her into their mouth with greed and desire. Glancing down, her sorrowful thoughts faded as she looked into the other’s ghoulish eyes, something equally more sinister within herself rising as her face lost all humor in it. “That’s not for you,” she stated darkly. Instead of pulling her paw away, she sharply smashed her paw downward to the earth; aiming to hold Elywnn’s head down to the ground by her bottom jaw with a good portion of her weight. Slowly she would lower her head to be in line with her ear. “Though I might be willing to give you your fill of an offering too...if you beg,” she whispered, gently brushing her muzzle against the other’s crown.

@Elwynn

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elwynn didn't trust wisteria not to harm her son, but she trusted that the other woman received her threat and knew the dangers of doing so. zoltan was hers; but in this moment he was all but forgotten as her bloodlust began forming that familiar fog in her head. she could taste it on her tongue and hadn't noticed wisteria's irritation until she found her jaw stamped to the ground. a rough, but not entirely angry growl escaped her as he gaze shot up toward the other woman, who was lowering her face near elwynn's. her lilac eyes narrowed as she stared at the other woman. she was tired of playing whatever game this was; she had grown impatient and while she didn't intent on doing wisteria any real harm she could not be taunted like this and receive nothing. that would just be... cruel.

"though i might be willing to give you your fill of an offering too...if you beg,” the other woman whispered, and this caused elwynn's ire to flourish. she wrenched her jaw away from her grasp, lips peeled back as a snarl rumbled from her. i beg for nothing and to no one. ever.

they were the ones that should beg for her.

she withdrew from wisteria, her lilac eyes brimming with a sudden chill. she was caught between two desires, but now her frustration was pushing itself to the forefront. her black nose wriggled and she slung a few feet away, licking her lips as she sat down to sulk near the base of a large tree.

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Wisteria Serenity

Her gaze fixed on the woman that had not attempted to dodge as she sent her paw flying to the ground, having expected her to have a bit better reflexes than what she just displayed. Maybe she wasn’t trying to get away at all. Ears tilted back as she let her gaze trail just a little along the pattern on the other’s back that always reminded her of finch wings the way the marking flared out with feather-like details. At the same time it made her think of a grungy abstract moon in the dark sky or some celtic figurations. She wouldn’t retract, not in the slightest even at the other’s growl, having a hard time finding it to be meant to be malicious as it did not make her blood curdle or heart beat faster. Did she trust her or was she simply allowing Wisteria some play. Play however, wasn’t what the woman was after in those seconds, she was angry, angry at her ritual being interrupted so pathetically by the very one it was meant for. It made her not care about the other’s ire with her, she was more than ready to feel retaliation should Elwynn reach capacity of not putting up with it.

It seemed her words were the thing that flicked the switch in the other girl’s head, suddenly her paw released from the confines of a drool filled mouth. A face betrayed nothing as a snarl was shot her way with words that made her almost laugh, it taking everything in her not to let a cheshire cat smile from forming upon her visage. She knew what the other’s mind was like, she also knew there was no safety being near her no matter their history and yet she did not take a stride back at the glittering teeth that glared her way.

When it didn’t continue however, that was what rocked her far more than any retort or snarl might have been capable of. Her brow scrunched as she watched the other’s back becoming the other thing she could really see of the other. Head tilted, glancing toward the fairy circle once more, contemplating returning to what she was doing, followed by contemplating looking for this mysterious wolf by the name of Zoltan. Darker thoughts shifting around for a few seconds before her focus would fall back onto her friend with a small smile on her lips. Slowly she’d move closer, stalking up with poise, her tail sweeping from side to side behind her rather slowly like she was hunting prey. “And here I thought you liked my teasing…” she cooed, coming up to the other's back. “Liked it rough but I see I’m still not good at reading you, Wynnie” she hushed, pressing a kiss into the side of the other's neck before departing, wondering if the other would let her.

Exit Unless Stopped

@Elwynn

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she had cared not for rae nor ritual in this moment, and perhaps that was where the confusion had come in. elwynn cared about her own desires more than she ever cared about that fae. she was here and now; they... well they could very well not exist at all for all she knew. she didn't think she'd ever truly saw one. but that was no matter, her focus was not on debating the reality of fae, it was on the woman who was lurking closer once again. her skin prickled with irritation as she watched her, lilac eyes wide and unblinking. "and here i thought you liked my teasing…” to this she only responded with a curt 'hmm' for she had nothing else to say. she thought of getting up and leaving, if not so she could cool down and find where her head had gone, but then wistera leaned in and kissed her neck before turning to leave. she didn't want to be the one who was left.

elwynn stood quickly and then moved forward, her small paws pattering on the ground after wistera and her jaws parting as she neared the other woman. a growl escaped her as she brushed alongside her, sinking her teeth into her shoulder and yanking at her to stop. somewhere in her head she knew she was acting foolish, like a rejected boy that couldn't just take the fucking hint, but what little emotion she had was running high and her patience was running thin. as quick as she was to bite, she released and wrinkled her muzzle. i suppose my patience isn't what it used to be. i was sick for some time and the only wolf around was zoltan; now that wouldn't be proper, would it? she replied. with that, she withdrew again though only slightly. she closed her yes and drew a breath before reopening them to peer at wisteria. forgive me, she said, though her tone was not quite as sweet as she willed it to be. how did others do this and have it be normal? she exhaled through her nostrils and without another look at the circle, turned to the dark woods. forget the fae, a real blessing stands right before you. she said, the more she talked, the lighter her tone became. she hummed again before taking a few steps into the darkness. but if you'd rather go make sacrifices, i won't stop you. she said, her smile returning.

with that, she'd beg no further.

her relaxed again and the expressionless look returned, it was what she felt most comfortable as she didn't have to hold anything in place. with headed towards the trees then, hoping that wisteria took her up on her offer but knowing that she might not. she could always find someone more willing.

exit unless stopped. xD

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Wisteria Serenity

As she headed back toward the line of trees, her ears would flick in curiosity as she let her gaze buzz around the foliage, taking in that some of the light had shifted from when she first got here, showing more time had passed than she realized. Before she could get very far though, she heard the sound of movement behind her, figuring the sulking figure of her dear friend was coming out from their little self made time-out session. It was cute, she had to admit, it wasn’t every day she could get the witch to pout like a child. It seemed they weren’t too happy with the way it ended though, not surprised when pattering of feet charged toward her though she was vaguely startled by the many little daggers that pinned her shoulder, jerking her back instead of a voice asking to stop her progression. However, she did halt, though her tail lashed, her own patience waning with the ill manners. Not that she was all that quick to use them herself either.

She remained silent as she listened to the other, not displaying anything along her figure as her head remained pointed away, gaze held to the ground but only rising at the shift in demeanor. Expectation was further upset, further snapping but instead what she got was that the little dark woman was lonely. Begging? This brought a bit more light to her eyes, finally looking at the other, ignoring the pain in her shoulder as she took in their peculiar tone. She could tell apologizes were not the other’s strongsuit but the fact she was even attempting was rather entertaining, whether sincerity was actually there she could not tell but it made her want to reach over and press a kiss into their cheek delicate yet with the slightest bit of roughness as if to chide them but she would not do so.

Her brow creased at the mention of the fae, fairly unhappy with the start of the sentence but as the focus was shifted to Elwynn herself it all came to light. Jealousy. The word so closely played off her tongue but she bit it till it bled as the other’s voice became all the more soft and alluring. She watched as the other started to gravitate back in the opposite direction she had been headed, luring her into the darkness. There was no issue in watching the other walk away, watching as their hips swayed with each step, much like a pendulum. There were two options though, play into what the other wanted or to give her nothing at all. The desire to punish her by not following was loud but the desire to satisfy her own desires; well were either really losing in such a scenario?

With a pep in her step, she’d prance after the other, her tail swaying behind her but the same energy didn’t fully reach her eyes that had a mix of lust and divination. Once she caught up, she’d press her side into the other, running her muzzle into their neck till she felt a pulse. “A blessing indeed...I hope you’re ready for a bloody good time, dearest,” she cooed against her skin, very much still intending to finish the ritual just not with only her own blood this time.


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@Elwynn

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