Geilinor, Provence of Peace

Falkner let out a groan. "Yes you do. You are quite the seductrice." He said. He pulled her close and rolled over. "Now I shall take you and make sure you have babies."

(Time skip.)

(Not very subtle is he? xD)

Tria sits up after their marathon and smiles over at Falkner before standing up and stretching. She felt different now for some reason. Like something in her had changed.

(Not at all. He does not know how to beat around the bush.)

Falkner let out a small sound in his sleep and rolled over slightly. He tucked the pillow closer and let out a ligth yawn. "Tria." He murmured.

(Your last post for Angel)

Angel shrugged lightly. "A goddess can put her child into another woman to save him or soemthing. My grandmother did that for my mother. Although you can simply be really magical. Is one of your parents part fae? Perhaps you mother was before becoming a vampire."

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Tria smiles at him and then looks at her stomach with an odd look. "I feel different..." she murmurs softly
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Sagar chuckles, "I think she was. I can't quite remember though. But either way," he says, shrugging.

Falkner pulled her closer and gently nuzzled her stomach. "Baby." He murmured. His tongue slipped out to gently lick her stomach.

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"I supouse it's not really that important." Angel said with a light shrug. "So what exactly are you doing in the forest? Just out stretchind your furry legs?"

Tria's eyes widen and she yelps when he licks her stomach. "Baby?" she asks, stunned.
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Sagar grins, "That, and hunting." he murmurs, a fire leaping into his eyes, a hungry fire.

Falkner smiled and continued to gently lick her stomach. "As of last night there is a llittle baby growing in there. Our baby. My mate." He murmured and nuzzled her gently.

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"Of sorry. I didn't mean to scare away what you were chasing." Angel said. She wasn't really looking at him and was rather oblivious to what he ment.

Tria smiles, "A baby. My first baby," she murmurs and settles a hand on her stomach. Suddenly she seems fiercely protective. "I'll never let anyone hurt you little one."
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Sagar grins, "You didn't, don't worry. I'm still stalking my prey." he rumbles, walking toward her slowly.

Falkner growled and pulled her closer. "No one. Hurt. Our baby." He said his voice becoming harder to understand. His eyes turned a solid blue behind his eye lids. His fangs and claws grew as he pulled her closer. They didn't hurt her though.

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Angel looked around for a moment. "There's no one here but......me." She said blinking in surprise. She gave him a surprised look. She then turned back into a fox and took off into the forest.

Tria smiles and touches his cheek, kissing him. "My fierce, beautiful werewolf. How glad I am to have you. You will never let our babies get hurt."
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Sagar grins wolfishly and runs after her, shifting into a wolf as he runs. He lengthens his strides, trying to gain on her but keep his stamina as well.

Falkner opened his eyes to look at her. "Of course I won't. I will kill anyone who threatens you or the baby. But now you believe me right? That you really are my mate?" He asked gently stroking her stomach.

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Angel scoweled lightly to herself. It was more of a thougth than an action. It didn't really work on her fox face. She might be small but she was quite fast. She would continue to run from this strange wolf that she didn't know.

Tria smiles, "I think... I knew from the start. But yes, I believe you now."
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Sagar grins, even in wolf form, and kicks with his back legs, hard. Soon he's catching up to her fast. He knew he would catch her. He wouldn't have it any other way.

"Good girl." Falkner purred. He gently kissed her stomach before he stood with a yawn. "I feel kind of filthy. Would you like to join me for a shower? I wouldn't mind sharing one with you."

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Angel spoted an abandoned fox den and dove into it. He wouldn't be able to fit in it so she should be able to stay in there to at least lan an escape. She wasn't really sure who he was.

Tria smiles and jumps up, "A shower with you sounds great, Falkner."
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Sagar sees her escape into the hole and he chuckles. He shifts to human form. "Ah beautiful fox. You can't hide from me forever."

Falkner swung her into his arms before he carried her into the shower. "Prepare to be clean my lovely woman." He said as he turned the water on and carried her inside.

(Time skip)

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Angel growled at him from the hole. "What do you want from em?" She asked not sounding too terribly happy. Little glowing eyes could be seen staring at him.

Tria climbs out of the shower and wraps herself in a towel, smiling. "That was... invigorating and cleansing." she purrs.
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Sagar smiles at her and lays down in front of the fox hole. "I just want some of your time..." he purrs, voice seductive.

"I am glad you think so. Although I believe we did more dirty things then cleaning. I am sure we are clean enough." Falkner said wih a chuckle. He pulled her closer and kissed ehr gently. "I will get you some clothing now before I make some food." He said before he headed to his wardrobe.

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Angel growled once more. "To do what seduce me? It's not going to work. I will not be charmed by you. I doubt you want to have a nice chat over tea."

(Pausing Falkner for just a little bit.)
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Sagar smiles, "Yes to seduce you. But if you wish to have a 'nice chat over tea' that would be verra nice, lass."

Angel frowned lightly. The fox poked out of the hole. Her bottom lifted into the air along with one of her legs. She then changed back to her human form. It was a rather odd sight. The lovely young woman was sprawled unclothed out of a fox den with one of her feet still in it. Her hair hung in her face and she had a lack of clothing. "Since when do you have a scotish accent?"

Sagar grins, "Och. Whenever I'm not trying to hide it lass. I am a werewolf after all." he says but doesn't move toward her. He just watches her.

"Werewolves don't nessisarily have to have a brouge." Angel said with a light scowle. She stuck her tongue out at him. She gently pushed herself out of the whole and rubbed her sore ankle. It hurt now. She must have twisted it in the hole. "Ow." She said and drew her hand away from it.

Sagar reaches over and touches her ankle gently. "You should be more careful." he murmurs and gently rubs, moving the muscles back and stretching them, soothing them.

"It's your fault. I don't like strange men I ahrldy know chasing me. I am not sure why you want to follow me. I am not that interesting." Angel said with a small frown. She didn't protest to his rubbing her ankle.

Sagar chuckles. "You are beautiful though." he murmurs

Angel gave him a light look. "Yes I am sure that is your only reason for chasing me. I have never heared that one before."

"You're beautiful and you *are* interesting. What gives you the impression that you're not interesting? You're intriguing and I find you irresistible in more than one way." Sagar half purrs.