08-08-2023, 01:01 AM
Together, they walked. Together, they thrived. Together, they had built a home, a name, a beginning. And now, they were to start a family. Esmerelda hadn't worked out quite... how they would start one; unfortunately, as they were both females, well... It was a bit more difficult. They could find a surrogate, or even someone to... inseminate one of them (her lip curled at the thought, both in distaste and in possessiveness), but she had not had either of those conversations with Wake yet. It wasn't that she didn't want to, or wanted to delay the next chapter of their lives together, but more that she wished there was another way.
Recently, she had taken to searching for guidance on such matters from the stars, and the Lady of the Sea herself, but everything she read and saw, it was all jumbled. Illegible. It would all be revealed in time, she was sure. Until then, the Mystic of the Saltwoods would spend time reading the stars and the seas, seeking that which she did not know. And yet, what she didn't know was also everything her heart yearned for.
A deep breath was taken and released, lifting her thoughts from her shoulders and guiding her to less frustrating ones. Like the handsome beauty of her wife as they strolled along their shores, the glow of their waters lighting the way. Ever since she had found this place and welcomed Cyrelias to their home, Esmerelda and Wake had come here many nights to lavish in its beauty and lay among the lights.
Tonight, it was as beautiful as always. Already, the sea witch felt the effects of this place, the tingle that ran along her nerves sweet and electrifying. Her plans were a simple seduction, but the gods had other plans for them tonight. There was a cry that stopped her in her tracks, drawing her eyes from her wife and instead to a clutch of puppies laying among a small nest of seaweed and shells, all beautifully woven together somehow, just out of reach of the glowing tides.
Her heart stuttered, stopped.
There, five little babes, asleep and as sweet as could be. She tore her gaze from their tiny forms and looked up the beach and down it. Behind them, perhaps even the sea, but there was no one. No one rushing them away from the pups, no scent lingering on them either. That, perhaps more than anything, convinced her.
Her eyes glistened then, as she looked to Wake. “Meu amor... Esses são nossos bebês. Lady Sea nos abençoou.” She whimpered, barely containing a sob, her chest tight with shock and joy as she stepped towards them and lowered her head to sniff their tiny heads as they slept. “She has blessed us.” Unable to contain herself, the newly minted mother ran her tongue across each of their heads, seeking to stir them awake so that she could greet them.
Recently, she had taken to searching for guidance on such matters from the stars, and the Lady of the Sea herself, but everything she read and saw, it was all jumbled. Illegible. It would all be revealed in time, she was sure. Until then, the Mystic of the Saltwoods would spend time reading the stars and the seas, seeking that which she did not know. And yet, what she didn't know was also everything her heart yearned for.
A deep breath was taken and released, lifting her thoughts from her shoulders and guiding her to less frustrating ones. Like the handsome beauty of her wife as they strolled along their shores, the glow of their waters lighting the way. Ever since she had found this place and welcomed Cyrelias to their home, Esmerelda and Wake had come here many nights to lavish in its beauty and lay among the lights.
Tonight, it was as beautiful as always. Already, the sea witch felt the effects of this place, the tingle that ran along her nerves sweet and electrifying. Her plans were a simple seduction, but the gods had other plans for them tonight. There was a cry that stopped her in her tracks, drawing her eyes from her wife and instead to a clutch of puppies laying among a small nest of seaweed and shells, all beautifully woven together somehow, just out of reach of the glowing tides.
Her heart stuttered, stopped.
There, five little babes, asleep and as sweet as could be. She tore her gaze from their tiny forms and looked up the beach and down it. Behind them, perhaps even the sea, but there was no one. No one rushing them away from the pups, no scent lingering on them either. That, perhaps more than anything, convinced her.
Her eyes glistened then, as she looked to Wake. “Meu amor... Esses são nossos bebês. Lady Sea nos abençoou.” She whimpered, barely containing a sob, her chest tight with shock and joy as she stepped towards them and lowered her head to sniff their tiny heads as they slept. “She has blessed us.” Unable to contain herself, the newly minted mother ran her tongue across each of their heads, seeking to stir them awake so that she could greet them.
@Wake first and then the babies!!!
the staff team luvs u