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?
Breeding season had finally fallen upon Anikira, a time the Mackenzie Valley brute had really been looking forward to. Last season, the ebony and ivory male had waited till the last minute to participate. Perhaps participating wasn’t the right word to use because when the time had come for him, Baasir had been really reluctant with following through with it. It wasn’t until hearing the female’s encouraging words that got him to finally get the job done. He was really embarrassed for how it all went down but Isolde was patient with him like she always had been. Khalsa had a less conventional way females to where they were open game to any of the males in the pack as long as they weren’t one of the Rani’s or officially claimed by Kharak’s trusted. This concept took a long time for the male to come to terms with it and it was really only because of the interesting encounter that Baasir had with Beowulf and Isolde back in the summer. If he wouldn’t have had that, the ebony and ivory canine would be exactly where he was last year.
After his transformation, Baasir had remained focused on Isolde because of how she always seemed to be the one that was there. He would be more than smitten to just stick with her but when it came to it, his growing appetite for what he had withheld himself from for so long was causing him to start to explore other options. The Paala didn’t go too far from his favorite Ganika though for he ended up coupling with her daughter. Tristan looked like her mother so part of the brute couldn’t help but to think of Isolde while he was banging her daughter. It was something he would never admit to though since he felt guilty about it because the young female was an absolute pleasure. He could easily see himself having fun with her again in the future but for the time being it would be best for him to try someone new if it was possible. There were many other females in Khalsa that could be taken but he had only knew two of them. Maybe there was someone else out there that could rock his world more than the other two females could.
Today, Baasir had woken up especially horny so it was a good day to go test his luck at his favorite place in The Occasus. The Paala began to trot off towards the Aughar River, hoping that one of the females might be there. It was the place he had always seemed to be running into them so he had high hopes that he would get lucky. The sound of the rushing water started to get closer as orange eyes could see the body of water in the distance. So far no one seemed to be there but there was plenty of time to wait. Plus he had yet to eat since the other day so he could try his luck at catching a fish to eat for to help pass the time by. Once his paws hit the riverside, Baasir sat down on his haunches and stared into the water, looking to see which fish would be his victim.
Life had been both interesting and boring as of late. The temperature had dropped slightly with the winter months, but as they were so far south there was very little along the ways of actual cold. A distant part of her felt like she had experienced worse cold than she had here, though the previous winter was quite horrible. Still, as she walked slowly across the warm terrain of The Occasus, her mind traveled back in time to when she was certain she had lived further north, before her memory had failed her. She was in a forest, surrounded by snow. There were others, family perhaps, running about her and playing in the cold as if it did not bother them. But she was cold, she could feel it against her skin, and she shivered slightly as her mind brought her further and further back into the past.
Was she regaining her memory? She could not be sure, but she was starting to get bits and pieces of what felt like someone's past. The others looked like her, and yet somehow she did not know who they were. Two boys, one dark and one light. Another female, but names escaped her. She shook her head and sighed, closing her eyes and then opening them to see nothing but desert and the tan color of sand and dirt around her. She was not in the north, she was in Khalsa's lands, and she could feel the heat burning her dark coat from the sun above. But it was not just the sun causing the warmth that spread through the female. She was also in season, giving off a powerful scent to all the males of the pack that she was old enough and ready to breed. But she had no mate. That was not the way of Khalsa from what she understood.
But it did not matter. Before her season had started she had been introduced into her role of Ganika by Caos, and though he had been rough with her and it had hurt, she had come to enjoy it by the end. Or at least she thought she did. Part of her had felt wrong, broken and dirty, but she could not explain how or why. So she had pushed the feelings away, ignored the tears that had wanted to jump into her throat and went on with her life. Now she headed towards the river, hoping that a cool drink and maybe a short swim would take the edge of the emotions and discomfort that was overwhelming her. She had always been emotional and easily overwhelmed, and she did not know how to be stronger than she was. Still, she knew her place and she was at least safe within the pack's borders. What more could she ask for?
As she neared the river she spotted another wolf, this one even larger than Caos and wearing black along with the white of his coat. Immediately her posture dropped into a more submissive one, her ears flattened to the sides and her tail tucking slightly between her hind legs as she approached. A soft whine escaped her jaws as she crouched and finally stopped moving a few yards away from the male, his scent telling her that he had been in Khalsa for perhaps longer than she had. She wanted to introduce herself, to say hello and perhaps start a conversation, but she knew it was not her place to do such a thing. That was his right, and as she was certain he ranked above her, she would wait and allow him to decide what happened next.
There was a good variety of fish in the river today, some of them were big and some of them were small. They all had their own interesting patterns and behaviors and it was fun to watch to watch them swim around which is exactly what the Mackenzie Valley brute did for a bit. He wasn’t in any rush since he didn’t have any plans today so why not take the time to appreciate nature? The sound of the water rushing down the river brought about a sort of peacefulness that the Baasir couldn’t describe. Whatever it was, the monochrome canine was thoroughly enjoying it and ended up getting lost in a sort of trance. The Khalsa Paala hadn’t been this relaxed in a long time. It was helping alleviate some of the sexual tension he was experiencing since it was rather embarrassing that he was genitals were already stiff and was ready to go. The ebony and ivory canine couldn’t help it though because he was too excited to finally plant his seed within the pack and start a legacy on his own.
His peace of mind suddenly got interrupted when the scent of another canine entered the atmosphere. The first thing Baasir noticed was that whoever it was, they were in heat, All of the progress he had made with calming down started to become lost as he could feel the blood in his body rushing to his genitals. As not to appear too eager, the Mackenzie Valley brute tried to calm down and focus on the other aspects of her scent. The scent of Khalsa had set into her which meant that she was a member of it. The Paala was surprised that he had never met her before . The scent of the pack seemed pretty set into her own so she had been in the pack for a decent amount of time. The individual was also female as the intense pheromones of heat emitted from them so was it possible that she was never? Before he could think more about it, the owner of the scent finally appeared in his field of view after glancing around.
The female canine was the second most unique individual he had met, there was something about her that suggested she might be a hybrid of some sorts. Orange eyes fixated on her as she slowly approached him. The predominantly ivory and ebony female was already in a submissive stance with her ears flattened and her tail slightly tucked. Baasir could her a whine emit from her maw as finally came to a halt, leaving just a few feet between them. The Paala wanted to immediately close the distance but he knew better than that. He was a gentleman first or foremost. The Mackenzie Valley brute liked to get to know whoever it was that he was about to bone. “Hello, miss, who might you be?,” Baasir cooed as he dipped his head in greeting. He would continue to remain put until he knew she was ready. He would be patient with her, no matter how long it took just like Isolde had for him.
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