Winter has gripped Anikira alongside a dangerous and deadly disease that has begun to spread throughout the continent. Three brothers emerged from the Southern Isles searching for a cure. Will they find it on Anikira?
Snow is falling all over the North while Winter brings the wet season to the south. The disease is slowly spreading, and so far there is no cure in sight. Who will find it? And will it be in time to save Anikira and The Southern Isles?
[attr="class","text"]With the closing of the fights, Daenerys had come out victorious. She had the rank she wanted, the male she wanted, and it seemed that everything the white wolf had said was true. It was interesting how all of this had worked out, but she made note in her mind to go and find him - to thank him for helping her achieve her wildest dream. Her wounds had begin to heal, and luckily none of them were too serious. They were mostly scratches and scrapes. She had been able to seek help from other members of the pack. On this night, the wind was picking up rather strongly over the desert. Small bits of sand and snow blended together and attempted to get in her eyes as she wandered the lands alone. She needed to get out of the small storm. There wasn't much snow, but there was enough to make it annoying. She wandered towards Isdyn's Deep. She had visited there before, and it was so warm. She loved the feeling of being warm there. Curling up on the hot rock floor, Daenerys started to groom herself. Her heat was in full bloom and she could feel a sense that she needed to be given affections - but she didn't know how to do such a thing. Surely Kharak would come to her rescue, after all - their private time together had forced the young female to step out of her comfort zone and actually flirt with her Rajah.
She now belonged to Kharak and he was the only male that was allowed to touch her. She wouldn't have it any other way. She was glad that she was able to share him with the other two, they seemed like very fine females themselves. The fights had proven all of them deserved their leader. They all worked their hardest to make their dreams a reality as well. No longer wishing to be alone, Daenerys lifted her head to reach just outside of the barrier from the large rock walls. Her song was loud, but soft - her song calling to her mate to come and find her. There she would be waiting for him, pelt licked to perfection as she wanted to look her best for their first night together as mates.
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OOC Name: Roka Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/3002/kenai-peninsula-kharak Date of Birth: September 18th 2014 Gender: Male Breed: Kenai Peninsula Height: 55 inches Weight: 250 pounds Coat Color: Black, Brown, White Eye Color: Brown Language: 3 Violence: 3 Sexual Content: 3
A song called out to him on the desert and Kharak turned his ears towards it, not that it was calling him to a place he was not already headed. The fights were over and the females belonged to him now. He had every intention of planting his seed inside of them and cultivating young. The thought of strong sons and beautiful daughters appealed to him and he wondered what being a father would feel like. Would he feel joy and pride as they grew to support his empire? Would he gladly step down when the time came for one of them the ascend to leadership? He hoped for a sun just like him, devoted to the way and the will of the gods. There was a chance that a female would lead after him, not that he cared all that much. So long as they were strong enough to carry on his vision he would be happy. The voice that called to him was Daenerys, the first Rani of his court. She had won that honor by fighting valiantly in the tournaments. Others had been injured by her teeth and claws, her ferocity something he admired very much. Equally as admirable was the fact the females had taken the chance to get to know one another outside of the fights, joining together in a sort of friendship. It was unexpected but he would not put a stop to it if it made them happy.
A grin split across his face and Kharak realized he had not been this happy in a very long time. Not since the original founding of this pack. Soon he would have his heirs and his empire would grow even larger. Panting heavily he entered the caverns, her scent almost overwhelming. All of the other females were in heat and it was a mixture that almost drove him mad. He had refrained from visiting the Ganika this season, wanting to honor his future queens. He wanted to give them all of him and secure the best chance that they had for children. Seeing them fight had been alluring enough but when he imagined each of his perfect little queens round with his seed he almost burst on the spot. It was a wonderful thing to imagine and Kharak was eager to get the deed done. Yet he also wanted to make sure that each of his Ranis was healthy and comfortable going forward. They were virgins and that meant that they were unlikely to understand what came next. Sure they had probably heard or seen others coupling, but to see and hear was different than the feel. Kharak was also a giant so he would have to make sure that he took care with them. Despite their prowess on the battlefield they were delicate and feminine and precious.
He would cherish them and introduce them to the pleasure that awaited slowly and carefully. It would not do well to break them when he had spent to much time and patience making sure that they made it to this stage. "How lovely you look, waiting for me in the darkness." Daenerys had been the boldest of the females, flirting with him even before the fights. It seemed as though she knew exactly what she wanted and Kharak could admit that it made him happy. Knowing that she wanted him not just her position at his side fueled the ego within him. "Are you well, my dear? Your injuries healing well?"
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