Disclaimer: __________ owns Velgarth. A) JK Rowling. B) President Bush C)
J.R.R. Tolkien D) Mercedes Lackey
Let's see...JK Rowling does not have anything to do with Velgarth. Bush and Tolkien are eliminated cause they are both men. That leaves Mercedes Lackey. Am I Mercedes Lackey?
I thought not.
Anyway, welcome back toooo Like the Moon!
Muse responsible: Krathnae
We left off with: "Alain leaned down, slowly, and touched his lips to Kamaria's."
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Kamaria felt an incredible rush of heat through her body. She seemed to be spinning, spinning, spinning-
Alain was having a similar experience. The world's turning seemed to have stopped, and all that was left was Kamaria. Until-
:Well, well well. This is veerrry interesting.: said Ramya in Alain's mind.
Alain lifted his lips from Kamaria's, and glared at the Companion standing across the clearing, snicker-whickering loudly.
Kamaria's eyes opened. She looked over-and saw a Companion unmistakably laughing.
Alain stood carefully, and helped Kamaria up.
Ramya said, :No, no. Don't let me...interrupt...you.:
Alain said, aloud, "Nosy! Why must you pry into my life, Ramya?"
Ramya came over and nosed at him playfully.
Kamaria, having gotten a pretty good idea of what their conversation was about, was, "You're interrupting, Ramya."
Ramya backed off a few steps and cocked her head, watching him.
"You're shameless!" cried Alain.
Ramya snicker-whickered again.
Kamaria remarked, "As I said, you're interrupting."
She looked pointedly at Ramya and held her gaze.
Alain watched as silver met sapphire, clashing in a duel of wills. Ramya might not speak to Kamaria, but she could communicate in other ways.
Kamaria held her noble's stare, boring into sapphire.
Ramya twitched her hide. :Your lifebonded is too good at staring.:
Alain chuckled, and both female's gazes snapped to him.
Alain swallowed. Beautiful sapphire and stunning silver bored holes in him, love coming from both underneath, a strange combination.
Ramya said, suddenly, twitching her hide again, :Er...Guaire wants to talk to me.:
Alain laughed at this. "Go tend to your own love life, Ramya."
Kamaria watched this exchange, suddenly overcome by her loneliness. [They- they're bonded. Alain has three or more supports-Ramya, me, other Heralds, and I, and others I probably don't know about-but what do I have, other than him, other than Father?]
Ramya blinked at Alain. :Guaire and I are friends. Simply that-and-and-:
Her gaze shifted to Kamaria.
Kamaria's distress was evident. Loneliness showed plainly upon her face as she looked at Ramya.
Alain looked worriedly down at her.
Ramya said, slowly, :I-You know I'm something of an Empath, a little. I can feel her stability-her very sanity-rests upon her father, who's at the Chantrea estate last I heard, and you. There's an overwhelming need somewhere, but I can't pinpoint it.:
Alain slid an arm around Kamaria and pulled her to him. :Thanks, Ramya. I'll see if I can get her to open up.:
Ramya turned and trotted out of the clearing.
Kamaria buried her face in Alain's tunic.
Alain tried to keep his balance on his splinted leg, stroking her hair.
"Shh. Kamaria, what is it?"
Alain grimaced at his lack of words.
Kamaria refused to say. [He'll laugh, I know he well, and then-]
Alain firmly tilted her face upwards and wiped away her tears. "Let's get something to eat," he said, hoping that the abrupt shift would unbalance Kamaria enough to let her open up.
It didn't work-Kamaria had been stewed in Court since she was born, while Alain hadn't been exposed until he was 13, when he had been Chosen.
Kamaria knew that Alain was trying to find out what was troubling her, and closed her barriers over the old pain. "Something to eat sounds good. I'm hungry."
Alain sighed, and half-sent to Ramya, :Up go the masks once more...:
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Oooh, inner turmoil. Fun.
Let's see, who gets pie today?
Cat: I hope this is good!
Ardent: Yeah, I know. Annoying, aren't I? :P (Still no promises!)
Herald-Mage Brianna: Well, if she trampled me, then she'd have to deal with an extremely angry gryphon...and as Krathnae bursts into flames when he's angry, that's probably not a good idea...plus three other muses...I have an interesting life.
Cassie-bear01: Thank you!
Foenixfyre: Here's the next chappie!
Ola: Glad you caught that!
Etcetera-cat: Thanks!
Fergiaj: Ahhh...fluff!
Herald Susie: He thanks you!
Let's see...JK Rowling does not have anything to do with Velgarth. Bush and Tolkien are eliminated cause they are both men. That leaves Mercedes Lackey. Am I Mercedes Lackey?
I thought not.
Anyway, welcome back toooo Like the Moon!
Muse responsible: Krathnae
We left off with: "Alain leaned down, slowly, and touched his lips to Kamaria's."
----------------------------------------------
Kamaria felt an incredible rush of heat through her body. She seemed to be spinning, spinning, spinning-
Alain was having a similar experience. The world's turning seemed to have stopped, and all that was left was Kamaria. Until-
:Well, well well. This is veerrry interesting.: said Ramya in Alain's mind.
Alain lifted his lips from Kamaria's, and glared at the Companion standing across the clearing, snicker-whickering loudly.
Kamaria's eyes opened. She looked over-and saw a Companion unmistakably laughing.
Alain stood carefully, and helped Kamaria up.
Ramya said, :No, no. Don't let me...interrupt...you.:
Alain said, aloud, "Nosy! Why must you pry into my life, Ramya?"
Ramya came over and nosed at him playfully.
Kamaria, having gotten a pretty good idea of what their conversation was about, was, "You're interrupting, Ramya."
Ramya backed off a few steps and cocked her head, watching him.
"You're shameless!" cried Alain.
Ramya snicker-whickered again.
Kamaria remarked, "As I said, you're interrupting."
She looked pointedly at Ramya and held her gaze.
Alain watched as silver met sapphire, clashing in a duel of wills. Ramya might not speak to Kamaria, but she could communicate in other ways.
Kamaria held her noble's stare, boring into sapphire.
Ramya twitched her hide. :Your lifebonded is too good at staring.:
Alain chuckled, and both female's gazes snapped to him.
Alain swallowed. Beautiful sapphire and stunning silver bored holes in him, love coming from both underneath, a strange combination.
Ramya said, suddenly, twitching her hide again, :Er...Guaire wants to talk to me.:
Alain laughed at this. "Go tend to your own love life, Ramya."
Kamaria watched this exchange, suddenly overcome by her loneliness. [They- they're bonded. Alain has three or more supports-Ramya, me, other Heralds, and I, and others I probably don't know about-but what do I have, other than him, other than Father?]
Ramya blinked at Alain. :Guaire and I are friends. Simply that-and-and-:
Her gaze shifted to Kamaria.
Kamaria's distress was evident. Loneliness showed plainly upon her face as she looked at Ramya.
Alain looked worriedly down at her.
Ramya said, slowly, :I-You know I'm something of an Empath, a little. I can feel her stability-her very sanity-rests upon her father, who's at the Chantrea estate last I heard, and you. There's an overwhelming need somewhere, but I can't pinpoint it.:
Alain slid an arm around Kamaria and pulled her to him. :Thanks, Ramya. I'll see if I can get her to open up.:
Ramya turned and trotted out of the clearing.
Kamaria buried her face in Alain's tunic.
Alain tried to keep his balance on his splinted leg, stroking her hair.
"Shh. Kamaria, what is it?"
Alain grimaced at his lack of words.
Kamaria refused to say. [He'll laugh, I know he well, and then-]
Alain firmly tilted her face upwards and wiped away her tears. "Let's get something to eat," he said, hoping that the abrupt shift would unbalance Kamaria enough to let her open up.
It didn't work-Kamaria had been stewed in Court since she was born, while Alain hadn't been exposed until he was 13, when he had been Chosen.
Kamaria knew that Alain was trying to find out what was troubling her, and closed her barriers over the old pain. "Something to eat sounds good. I'm hungry."
Alain sighed, and half-sent to Ramya, :Up go the masks once more...:
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Oooh, inner turmoil. Fun.
Let's see, who gets pie today?
Cat: I hope this is good!
Ardent: Yeah, I know. Annoying, aren't I? :P (Still no promises!)
Herald-Mage Brianna: Well, if she trampled me, then she'd have to deal with an extremely angry gryphon...and as Krathnae bursts into flames when he's angry, that's probably not a good idea...plus three other muses...I have an interesting life.
Cassie-bear01: Thank you!
Foenixfyre: Here's the next chappie!
Ola: Glad you caught that!
Etcetera-cat: Thanks!
Fergiaj: Ahhh...fluff!
Herald Susie: He thanks you!