Strawberry Pie Koin He stood at the bathroom door a while listening and jerked when his dad cleared his throat "We need you to take the foot trail around to Meridians house, take some of these strawberry's so she can start on pies for the festival." Koin was so startled by being pulled from his ultimate focus, Thalia's hand between her thick perfect thighs. He was also instantly ashamed that he was standing out here in the hallway just listening to her. He gave a quick nod and was already heading out the door when his father called out "The strawberry's son!" Koin nodded mumbling to himself "Strawberry's yeah..strawberries." He whispered going to the pantry to get the two massive buckets from the storage fridge. He had made it all the way to the foot trail and halfway to the crossroad marker when it dawned on him how ridiculous this task was. His father had just instructed him to get 2, 5-pound buckets of strawberry's and walk them 2 miles through the forest to Meridians house, for

Lost Again Thalia This boy was going to make her crazy. All night long she was tossing and turning. Playing with herself was not getting her anywhere. Even when she got off, her mind would wander back to Koin and she was wet again. To make matters worse the few times she did drift off she would wake up convinced he was in bed with her, and he wasn't. Then the bed felt too big. When she heard the birds starting their predawn works, she threw back the covers, rolled out of bed and marched down to his room. This was his fault. the least he could do was put up with her in his bed. She didn't attempt to sneak. After all she had caught him being weird. this wasn’t as bad as his transgression. She hopped into bed beside him, his back to her and his face turned towards the wall. He jumped and turned, his hands out to grab her and she huffed "Calm down it's just me." She grumbled. he softened and smiled, letting out a breath as he looked her over. She smiled in return, amazed once more at

Lucky Iyla She couldn't sleep at all that night. Between thinking of Thalia and the life they could build together, and the almost Magical place where the wolf packed live, her imagination was running wild. She knew better than to get up and run about, Ordia had already gotten on to her for her thoughtless behavior at the pack house. Morning couldn't have come soon enough, but Ash kept picking on her. "Wake up silly girl, time to eat." he teased putting a plate of eggs Infront of her. She rolled her eyes "Awh come on, you didn't think that was awesome? How come she's so miserable there?" Ash chuckled "Oh yeah, giant snarling wolves are Soo hot." Iyla shook her head sighing "You have no sense of wonder do you? that place was cool." Ordia came in smiling "You sensed the spirits there, they were playfully, and excited it seemed." Iyla perked up, always ready to hear Ordia talk about the hidden things "I think Rehida has some gifts as well." Iyla practically bounced in her seat "Oh she w

Then and Now ----3 months later----- KoinHe drew back his axe, both hands gripping tight, and brought it down full force on the large log Infront of him. It split evenly, and he set the Axe aside, leaning it on the massive stump he used as a space to hold up the smaller bits. He picked up the two split chunks of wood and carried them a few steps away to toss them in the large open shack, now half full of wood being stored to dry for the winter. He took the moment to go get another beer, trying to add up the position of the sun in his mind. Straight over head, it was near noon then and he could switch to the harder stuff. This was his usual schedule. Up at dawn to hunt, with a gun now as Azier hadn't spoken to him for more than a month. Back in a few hours to clean his kill and ready it to be cooked later, starting his day with beer. He'd work on his wood pile in the late morning, then walk to town and trade his furs and

Walk into The Night Thalia Everything was moving fast. her head was swimming with a mixture of images. Only using one eye was one of the strangest experiences of her life. Iyla had brought water to her and when she reached out for it she missed the cup and laid her hand on Iylas wrist. Didn't matter the nurses didn't want her to drink water yet. just suck on ice. She felt like throwing up, but her throat was raw and sore. Loud noises sent a throb of pain through her skull. The nurses and doctor talked about her a lot, as if she wasn't really there. Was she there? sometimes she would want to say something, but the words never seemed to leave her lips. Her thigh and some of her waist was bandaged at her abdomen, she had some kind of tight wrap around her torso, her one hand wrapped in gauze, her leg had a cast from foot to her thigh. She couldn't remember anything at all. Iyla was ushered out of the room as the doctor came in. He asked her questions, but he was cold, precise, like sh