PM to join A fine day to go animal watching {Yvaine}

[Aider Silander]

Fall, 7th 513 AV:

The day was bright and cool, a man walked with confidence down the road to stables. His interest in traveling growing everyday, so he decided he should look at the horses. Try to learn something about the animal. He walked over to the giant structure. He looked at it in awe, it wasn't something he had seen before. It was oddly beautiful in an industrial sort of way. He watched as people darted around, going in an out. He chuckled and stood there for awhile. He sighed, doubt suddenly settled in his mind. He had never left Nyka, and there was no real promise that he would like it. Or that the horse would even put up with him. He sighed and walked forward into the building. The grooms darted from side to side, hoping in and out of stalls. He looked around the placed smelled weird to him. Something that wasn't familiar to him, he took in the smell. It was strong, sort of burnt his nose. He coughed, before he continued his adventure through the stable.

[Yvaine Hardgroove]

Day 7, Season of Fall, 513 AV

Yvaine was looking for trouble. The kind of trouble that would get one shooed away like the pesky animal she was looking to be. But while walking down the street in her cheetah form sounded like fun—the chance to see people scatter at the sight of a predator of all things—she really didn’t want to be run out of town just yet. Instead, she was enjoying the backstreets around Nyka. Granted it wasn’t exactly easy, but she wanted to learn the layout of the city for future references.

As Yvaine snuck out of the main gates, she got whiff of the stables. Her sensitive nose tried to protest, but really Yvaine was curious. She had seen plenty of horses, but she never really got the chance to get up close to one. So she trotted at an easy gait straight into the stables like she belonged there. Which was perhaps her first bad move of many.

The horses were clearly not happy with her appearance. Why she couldn’t figure out, she was much too small to actually take a horse of all things down, but they didn’t seem to know that. The rearing of a large black horse was the first thing she met in the aisles, as well as several shocked groomers. One had even taken to throwing things at her instantly as if he knew she was coming. Brushes and even tack. With a hiss she dodged into one of the nearest empty stalls, skidding to halt before she could hit the wall. Turning back she poked her head out of the stall, barely able to duck in time as a pail sailed at her head.

Growling lowly, she kept low to the floor and backed into the stall again. If she had to, she’d take human form. And by the sounds of it she might have to. She might have caused just a little too much trouble already. The groomers were yelling at one other to find someone to get rid of her. She vaguely wondered if she turned human if they would know she was Kelvic, or just stare at her nudity.

Well for now, she settled into the hay lying across the stable floor. She would give it a minute or two before trying to dart out of the stables and into the outlying area away from the city. Getting back into the city would be easy enough, even if they would disapprove of her… nude nature. The last thing she really needed was a kick to the ribs by a horse. Decidedly, she was starting to think she wasn’t going to be much for horses. So for the moment she remained in her cat form, just in case.

[Aider Silander]

Aider listened to they yelling and screaming. He turned as saw brushes flying through the air. "What is going on?" he asked a random groom. "Theres a beast in that stall!" he yelled. Aider sighed and reached for a rake. "Ill take care of it" he mumbled walking towards the stall he pointed out. He turned, looking into it, with the rake at the ready. A giant cat laid there looking up at him, but it seemed different from most. He looked back towards the grooms who had backed up farther. He shook his head and sighed, lowering the rake. "You know you shouldn't be in here" he said, feeling kind and rather to lazy to fight. He turned his body, giving her enough room to dash away if she pleased. It was unusual to see a cat of this size near Nyka. Maybe she was hunting for food, which lead her here? But she was to small to take down any of the muscular horse's that lived in this place. He sighed as he twirled the rake in his hand, another mystery to solve as his mind pondered all the reasons it could be here. He stabbed the rake into the ground and leaned against it. His eyes trained on her as it mulled over some simple thoughts, maybe she was lost or curious. He really didn't know, but he wanted to. "If only animals could talk" he mumbled.

[Yvaine Hardgroove]

Day 7, Season of Fall, 513 AV

"Theres a beast in that stall!"

Beast? Well that was a rather rude name to call her. She was certainly no beast. First of all beasts just didn’t wander into a stable full of people. But if she was to call them names, they would be cowardly, if they couldn’t even think about getting close to her. There were so many more of them and she was just one. Granted, large teeth and quite a bit of speed made her dangerous but really… cowardly.

Her tail twitched across the floor as a man—a rather attractive one at that—stepped into the stall with a rake. Her ears flattened against her head immediately. The men behind him didn’t have his gull though; she could their shadows shrinking away from the stall door. The rake moved, and she flashed her teeth at him, a low growl coming from the pit of her stomach. Of all the things to get hit with, a rake wasn’t going to be pleasant.

"You know you shouldn't be in here"

The growl abruptly stopped. He certainly didn’t seem like he was going to hit her with it. Not that she would exactly give him the chance honestly. He moved to the side and Yvaine sat up from her position on the floor. Head tilted to the side slightly. Leaning forward a little, she sniffed the air at him. He smelled good, despite the air around the stables.

"If only animals could talk."

Yvaine quite literally snorted at his statement. Animal could talk; it wasn’t their fault if humans couldn’t understand them. And by any rate, she wasn’t just an animal. She was Kelvic, and if they couldn’t figure it out that wasn’t her fault either. Walking over to the man, she continued to sniff him. If he wasn’t going to hit her, she might as well play with him.

She let out a bark like sound at him, as if to prove she could “talk”. Reaching out with one paw, she batted at the rake in his hand. He certainly didn’t seem afraid of her, and she made a bold move. Yvaine came up behind his knees and twisted her body sideways, pressing it hard into the back his knees with complete intent of knocking him over. This game would be more fun is she could get a rise out of him.

[Aider Silander]

Aider watched as she sat up and sniffed at him. Then she seemed to snort at his statement about animals talking. She walked towards him and sniffed him, then she barked. "You should be getting out of here" he said as she batted at the rake. He leaned it up against the wall and went to try and shoo her out. Before he could he winded up on his butt. He growled a bit and lunged forward, wrapping his arms around her legs. He used his strength to stand up, now holding the cat. "You little snot, I'll take you out of here myself" he said, as he began walking towards the exit, holding on to her despite her struggles. Once outside, he sat her back down. "Now go" he said, as he turned to walk back inside. He stopped before entering, his eyes trained on her. "What is with you.... Most cats would run as soon as they got the chance... But you sit here, almost like you know what I am saying. Like you're toying with me. " he said. He scratched his chin and watched her, seeing if she was going to dart off.

[Yvaine Hardgroove]

Day 7, Season of Fall, 513 AV

Yvaine wasn’t quite prepared for the man to actually retaliate. She had figured once he was on the ground, he would try and dart out of the stall in fear. So she wasn’t ready for the lunge, even as she tried to jump away. He managed to get a hold of her legs, and even though she struggled a little, she wasn’t really in the mood to be dropped onto the ground if she managed to get free.

"You little snot, I'll take you out of here myself"

Yvaine let out a timid growl, but otherwise remained quiet as the man carried her outside. And promptly set her down and ordered her to “go”. Whatever did that mean? If she wanted to be in the stables—despite not actually wanting to be in there—then she was going to do it. She stood and flicked her tail in annoyance and began to follow the man back towards the stables, before he turned to face her again.

"What is with you.... Most cats would run as soon as they got the chance... But you sit here, almost like you know what I am saying. Like you're toying with me. "

If Yvaine could have grinned she would have. But since he was picking up on the game... Yvaine strode up to him confidently, gently rubbing her body along his legs, this time without actually trying to knock him over. He obviously wasn’t going to fall for that one. Nipping lightly at his figners, Yvaine tasted his skin. Yup… tasted as good as he smelled too. Letting out a small yip, she reared back on her back legs and headbutted his chest hard, knocking him back over onto his back.

Instantly she hopped onto his chest, front paws pressing him into the ground. Yvaine dropped her head low, teeth barely two inches from his nose. Snapping her jaws at him, she let out a low growl. And then almost instantly, Yvaine shifted.

Straddling his waist completely bare and hands pressed against his chest, hair falling over her face, Yvaine grinned lightly down at the man.

”Well isn’t that what cats do? Find things—or people—to toy with.” Yvaine wiggled her eyebrows a little at the handsome man, her grin spreading even wider. "And what a fun game if I do say so myself. Most fun I've had since I got here."

[Aider Silander]

Aider was on his back again, his anger building. But what happened next, even he wasn't ready for. Where the cat was sitting on his chest, now there sat a naked women, a cute one at that. He smiled as she spoke, her voice rather teasing as he looked up at her. Of course this wasn't the first time he had been saddled by a women. His hands moved quickly, one bracing the back of her head. The other slid up her thigh and laid on her lower back as he pushed with his body, rotating it and flipping them to where she was on her back. "Well my dear, two can play at that game" he said as he looked down on her, he used his weight to keep her in place. If anyone stepped outside now. He would be caught in an interesting situation. He slid his hand, that was on her lower back, up to her thigh. He smiled and said "Now what shall I do with you". He acted like he was thinking of what he should do. "Maybe a little punishment" he said still holding her head.

[Yvaine Hardgroove]

Day 7, Season of Fall, 513 AV

Yvaine hummed lightly as the man slid his hands across her skin. Apparently the game had changed. Good, she would have hated for her shift to offset the entire idea. As Aider flipped onto her back, Yvaine laughed brightly. Apparently he was quite the dominant one. That suited her just fine—for now.

"Well my dear, two can play at that game"

”Well I certainly hope so. It wouldn’t be a game if both of us don’t play.” Yvaine’s voice was light, obviously she was unworried by his weight pinning her to the ground. As he moved his hand along her thigh, she hitched up against his hip. It had been awhile since she played with a boy. He was rather lucky that it wasn’t mating season, he might have trouble keeping up with her.

"Now what shall I do with you". He acted like he was thinking of what he should do. "Maybe a little punishment"

Yvaine smirked and lifted her head a little. Running her nose lightly across the edge of his right ear, Yvaine let her fingers trace up to his shoulders, tugging on his shirt so he was even closer to her.

”Haven’t you heard pretty boy? It isn’t nice to punish your playmates.” Nipping on his earlobe once, she let herself fall back against the ground, laughing. Apparently the handsome man didn't know the rules.

”Besides, how am I supposed to ask for mercy if I don’t even know your name?” She quipped delicately, as though they weren’t on the ground and in quite the compromising position. Crossing her arms over her chest to block any view he may have had, Yvaine’s left eyebrow rose slightly. Unlike her father, she much rather know the name of her playmates.

And they rather tended to like it too.

[Aider Silander]

Aider chuckled as she played back. "Well my dear, some punishment can be nice. Depending on the person giving out the punishment and the one receiving it" he said as she tugged on his shirt before she laid on the ground and covered the view he was enjoying. "Oh no no no, my dear. I am a gentleman. Ladies first" he sat up, keeping her legs pinned against his waist so she couldn't escape. She was sort of adorable, laying on the ground in a teasing way. It clicked in his mind that she wasn't a normal women, much less a normal human. But that would have to wait. For now he needed to worry about getting her covered before someone saw them and ether took out their view of justice on him themselves or called the monks from the gates. He reached down wrapping her up in his arms and pulled her against his body, his hands resting on her arse. He once again used all his strength to push them both up, he walked them behind the building. Trying to buy himself a little time, as he thought of a plan. "So what are you doing out here anyway?" he asked.

[Yvaine Hardgroove]

Day 7, Season of Fall, 513 AV

"Well my dear, some punishment can be nice. Depending on the person giving out the punishment and the one receiving it"

Yvaine tilted her head against the ground slightly. She had never thought of it like that. Usually though she was the one dealing out the cards… she very rarely let any male think he was dominant over her. But she couldn’t help but wonder what kind of entertainment that game would bring.

"Oh no no no, my dear. I am a gentleman. Ladies first"

”A gentleman huh? Well… most gentleman don’t pin young innocent girls to the ground regardless of the games they want to play.” Yvaine smiled softly, tracing a finger down his jawline. But since they were playing a game of “firsts”, Yvaine saw little issue over her name. ”You may call Yvaine… maybe later I’ll let you call me other things too.”

He seemed to be thinking about something, sitting up slightly to hover over her. Wiggling her hips slightly, she made only a half hearted attempt at getting out from under him. After a moment he seemed to make up his mind and hefted her into his arms… again. This time she was much more comfortable, so she wrapped her arms around his neck loosely.

"So what are you doing out here anyway?"

Yvaine blinked at the shift in conversation, but she shrugged slightly, glancing over her should as he carried her… well she wasn’t sure where he was going. He at least seemed to though.

”Looking for something to do obviously. I’m used to traveling… living in a city is more boring than I originally thought." In other words, she was looking for trouble. Adjusting her legs wrapped around his waist slightly, Yvaine leaned her chest into his, brushing her nose slightly against his.

”I thought horses would be… interesting. But apparently I found a much more interesting game.” Yvaine teased.