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 Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 10:50 am
Seirion was about to ask where all the lovely rocks came from when she was suddenly crushed by a big red weight, so instead she shrieked. She wasted a good few seconds in an attempt to wiggle to freedom to no effect. All she got was a mouth full of pondwater and a coatful of mud. Wow, this guy was heavy! What did he eat, pebbles?
"Get off or -" New strategy. She rolled onto her back (as much as she could, anyway) and kicked out with her hind legs. At the same time, she tried to get a stranglehold with her forelegs and gnawed on anything she could reach - all in the manner of a kit rough-housing with its sibling. Goddess, she hadn't done this in ages! Seirion couldn't suppress her giggling.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 10:28 pm
It wasn't too long before he found himself at the mercy of a biting and kicking wet vixen. ( H-O-T!) He did his best to keep his head away from the kicking feet, but the splashing water did do wonders to blind him. And the nipping and clawing.. and that akward yet rather awesome grip she had just made him go 'Oooph!' and try to get away from on top of her.
" Okay! Okay! Ha! " So, being the brilliant man that he was ( and he's brilliant in his own world) he decided to tummy tickle . With his nose. Meaning, Vallor took a deep breath and accepted that his ears and head might get a bit beat up, but blowing bubbles over Seirion's tummy was worth it. Oh so worth it.
The adorable happy giggling in the tussle totally didn't help his ego. At all. He hardly could supress his own giggles. He also might have accidentally swallowed a few tadpoles while 'underwater motorboating' the girl.... Buuuuut extra protein! Numnum~
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 12:20 pm
An admission of defeat! Ha! Seirion released her prisoner...only to get tummy tickled in return! "Nooo!" she cried as she batted the offender's head, laughing outright. Of course this meant more water (and a few tadpoles) got in her mouth (again), so she spent as much time sputtering as she did laughing.
Retreating now would probably be the smartest option, but he surrendered, didn't he? And she's already committed herself to glorious battle, it would be dishonorable to retreat now! Onward, for family and pride!
There was only one way to progress now: trap her opponent and disable him from continuing his dastardly attacks. With that in mind, she attempted to push Vallormace off and pin him to the ground, er, water, perpendicular to his form. Reversal!
Not that she had any idea of what to DO with him once she caught him, but details! Mere details!
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 1:41 pm
Hacking, spluttering, and totally thrown off balance, Vallormace ended up in the water. He kicked up silt and shells, annoyed the local fish and crawfish..and tadpoles, but those were details.... Anyways, he was the mercy of this female! All because he had to take a breath. Stupid air!
He so could have won if he hadn't been an air breather. " Ack! Okay! I give! I give!' he laughed, spitting out a few more tadpoles that decided that his mouth was the perfect hiding spot from other tadpoles. It was a complex life these tadpoles had.
He laughed and laughed, batting at her nose very gently. " You win~ the shinies are yours. " Course ...now that he was all wet, he just knew there was gonna be some winds picking up. Always with the winds! Always after you get out of cold water, cold wind picked up. " Though...What'll you do with me now that you've got me? Hmm~ " He slyly grinned up at Seirion.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 10:59 am
"Yes! All the shinies are mine! All of them!" she crowed. Triumph! Seirion is once again victorious against her enemy, the dastardly...uh...
It was then that Seirion remembered that she was soaking wet, wresting with a male in a pond, and that the sun had just set over the treeline. A cool evening breeze gusted up from the distant ocean, and she shivered. Good thing her family couldn't see her now, she would be so embarrassed at being caught acting like a kit.
"W-well..." Did he have to be so flirty? She blushed and fidgeted. "I'll take the, uh, spoils of war, of course." She looked down at both of them, soaked to the skin. "That includes somewhere to dry off, right? And maybe somewhere to hunt?" After all, as her belly told her, conquering one's enemies and driving them before you is tough and hungering work.
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