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Inara wondered only briefly if someone would spot her and think she was fleeing Ina’mos.

As it was, the diminutive female’s head bobbed above the tame waves, her tiny paws cresting the water occasionally as she paddled towards the coral. While some of the larger brutes of Kairos might have been large enough to walk the entire way to the atoll, as the water truly was shallow considering the vastness of the ocean, it was not to be for Inara. She was so small that her feet did not touch the warm, wet sand in several notable places, and so she was resigned to swim. She could just imagine Goliath himself or his equally frightening beta coming bounding after her to drag her back to Kairos, where she’d been unwillingly confined for some time now, but it would be pointless. The Iranian female had to remind herself that it was no longer like that. No more would she be suspected of running, not considering her recent 'change of heart'. She was simply exploring her new home – as much as it was still odd to think of it as such – after resigning herself to the fact that she would not escape. When Goliath had first brought her here against her will, she’d resigned herself to sulking and picturing escape. She was angry, so very angry, with the circumstances life had dealt her. She could remember the very day she’d spotted him on the sandy shores; she’d known at the time that she should have fled from such a colossal beast, but she’d been struck dumb by the sheer size of him. Inara had never stood a chance. Afterwards she’d vowed that she would escape from him, and then finally the realization had hit her. She was surrounded by water, surrounded by pack mates, and surely she would be spotted fleeing. Goliath would not stop hunting her she suspected, and he could cover much more ground than Inara herself. It was futile. She was trapped.

Originally the thought had hurt her more than anything else. She’d been so determined to prove herself, to show that she was not as weak and naïve as everyone thought, and look where that had gotten her. Now, however…now she was resigned to her fate like a prisoner resigned to the gallows. And so it was on the warmest day of the season (which was still not particularly warm due to winters frigid grasp) that Inara had finally dragged herself from her hiding place to explore. The atoll was first, and although she hadn’t expected to have to swim since she loathed water, it was too late to turn back now. Just a little further, she told her tiring limbs, hating the way the cold penetrated her short fur. Almost there.

Finally, her paws brushed coral. A relieved sigh slipped from her muzzle as she pulled herself onto the shore of the atoll, her paws finding the soft spongy coral as she slipped further onto the reef. Everywhere she looked the vivid colors of her surroundings greeted her, calming her irritation enough for her to relax. Only her paws were submerged now, and she found that she minded this much less than her entire body being surrounded by water. After a moment she sat, enjoying the sounds of the waves and the cries of some noisy bird in the distance. She could see the shores of the island from where she sat, and although she was technically still within the borders of Ina’mos, Inara felt…distant. Separated. She knew that at some point she would have to begin meeting her fellow Kairos members, but for now she would be content to enjoy her final moments of peace, the calm before the storm.

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TAGGED: ~

NOTES: open for any Kairos member. Just wanting Inara to meet some of her pack mates ;D

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The sun managed to break through the clouds overhead, providing the first day of warmth in a long time. Lichen managed to convince herself to go out for a morning stroll even though she hadn’t wanted to see any of her other pack mates since her run in with Titan and Goliath. She had spent some alone time with Messoria, which had been quite beneficial to her state of mind. She felt oddly at ease and comfortable with Messoria; there was a mutual bond and trust between them that she hadn’t felt with another wolf. Lichen continued to stroll past the falls, her paws leaving small indentations in the melting snow. Although it was warmer the wind was still extremely brisk, buffering her from every angle. Being an arctic wolf offered her many perks though, one of which being a thick, warm pelt. She had avoided prying eyes for quite some time now, the only presence she welcomed being Messoria. Her stomach was beginning to swell more and more with each passing day, and Lichen found that she couldn’t stay confined to one area for long. She had been keeping a den close to the falls, that was where she intended on having her pups, but today she wanted to get out for a little bit more freedom. She continued on her path, her emerald eyes scanning her surroundings. It was early enough that the others might either be sleeping or not yet up and about, which was quite fine for her. She moved into a light jog, though this didn’t last long. She wanted to try to stay as fit as possible but it seemed such a task was becoming harder with the more her stomach grew. After jogging a few feet she returned to a steady walk, panting slightly while she did so.

Absentmindedly she found herself wandering back to the place where it all began. She could see the water, and brief glimpses of the coral reef. Her auds pinned against her skull, it had started off sweet and innocent and had turned into something ghastly. She hesitated for a second, unsure of whether she wanted to go back to a place that caused her so much grief, but decided that she needed to confront this head on. She moved forward, her paws getting submerged in water as she did so. She could feel adrenaline coursing through her veins as she moved closer to the spot where it had all began but she swallowed the anxiety. She needed to do this. She needed to move forward. She continued despite all of the thoughts racing through her mind, her eyes on her paws as she walked. She could hear a bird squawking in the distance and the waves of water that crashed against the reefs, occasionally spraying her hide with the backlash. Finally when she brought her gaze up off the ground she caught a glimpse of a cream colored wolf sitting just a few yard from her. The hackles rose along her spine, her lip curling out of instinct but she halted immediately. From this distance she couldn’t tell how big the wolf was, but to her they seemed small. She wasn’t going to make any assumptions though, Kairos had a wonderful way of gathering ginormous wolves. She inhaled the air around her, getting nothing but the smell of salt water which unfortunately didn’t help her out any either. The stranger could be male or female, large or small and she wouldn’t know any of this until she got a little bit closer. Lichen could very easily turn around and leave, but she had already come so far. Hesitantly she moved forward but she held a natural air of confidence as she did so. She would not be underestimating this individual, especially considering the fact that she was pregnant. When she finally got close enough she was able to tell that this wolf was a female and that eased her conscience slightly. Pulling to a halt she remained standing, not wanting to sit in case this she wolf did decide to attack her. Who might you be? She questioned loud enough for her to be able to hear. Her words weren’t overly demanding, just merely curious as she waited for a response from the petite female.




notes: hope its okay I brought Lichen in
tagged: @evinara
muse: decent
word count: 842.
status: complete

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For some time Inara sat on the coral, the cool wind occasionally ruffling her short fur, her pale blue eyes gazing absently at the horizon. Her thoughts ran deeper than usual, for it was not often that Inara allowed herself to truly think about the past, as well as the circumstances surrounding her current predicament. This was perhaps the most relaxed the tiny female had felt since being dragged (figuratively, thankfully) to Kairos many moons ago. While she did not yet know if she would ever grow accustomed to life on Ina’mos, she could no longer sit by idly, festering in her boredom and mentally deteriorating. She’d originally sworn she would never assist them in anything, would never be anything but a burden…but now that her rage had subsided, Inara realized that she would rather be granted opportunities to help, to potentially even be granted the gift of traveling from Ina’mos sometimes - which the position Emissary had provided…and for that gift, she would behave. In her time spent skulking through the trees, she’d often times spotted Goliath as he strolled by or paused to interact with a packmate. She had never spoken to him, had never bothered to seek him out, but she had sometimes caught herself watching the ease in which he moved, the confidence that came with sheer size, the gleam of hunger in his icy blue eyes. For what, she was not quite sure – it sent a shiver along her spine to think of it.

A sudden flash of white on the snow and sand muddled shores had Inara straightening, squinting at the shape as her thoughts faded away. Whoever it was, the wolf came from deeper within Ina’mos, signaling that it was a pack mate. Indeed Inara had spotted many pale wolves from her various “hiding places”, so to speak, and she could not identify which it was from so far away. It seemed as if they were headed for the Atoll, and for a moment Inara considered diving into the water and swimming away, avoiding whoever was inevitably nearing her new favorite place. But no…she’d decided that she would associate more with the members of Kairos, and so she would. She sat very still, watching as the wolf came closer and closer until Inara could smell her over the tang of salt and seaweed. It was a female, one with fur a beautifully pure shade of ivory and vivid emerald eyes. For a moment she paused upon spotting Inara, who still did not budge, before continuing forward.

”Who might you be?” The femme’s voice questioned, and Inara paused for only the briefest moment to inspect her further. She could see the distinct swell to the femme’s belly that signified growing life within her; Inara could not say that she was surprised. The cloying perfume of sex and desire had laid thick upon Kairos for many moons now. Several times Inara had spotted a particularly ruffled looked she-wolf or caught the telltale sounds of ecstasy during her sneaking expeditions at night. Initially it had embarrassed her and she’d been quick to slink away undetected; she was young and very much a virgin. Eventually she’d come to realize that this was an essential part of Kairos, and something that she would have to grow accustomed to – perhaps even submit to one day. The majority of Kairos females sported bulging bellies now, and Inara allowed herself a brief moment of curiosity concerning the father of this femme’s pups. Was it the fearsome Goliath who’d claimed her, or perhaps his Beta – Titan? Or maybe one of the other males she’d glimpsed from time to time, never speaking to them but observing – the one with the scarred face, or one of the mottled warriors. Regardless, she would not ask such of a stranger.

Instead she scooted sideways, a sign that the she-wolf was welcome to sit if she wished. ”I am Inara,” she answered, her voice quiet but firm. She did not have quite the air of confidence that the stranger did, but Inara had long ago learned that she could not appear weak nor timid due to her size. The arctic femme was slender and diminutive, but even she was a good deal larger than Inara.

”And you?”

COUNT: 704

TAGGED: Lichen

NOTES: totally fine! for tagging, I had to register the account under the username "evinara" c: 

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The water sloshed back and forth across her paws as she stood, the wind ruffling her fur as well. Her emerald green eyes focused on the petite mocha hued wolf until they were but a few yards apart. Her auds flicked forward curiously but she also wanted to be able to hear her better over the roar of the wind in her ears. She watched her carefully, but her confidence never wavered. Even if the female should attack Lichen did not doubt that she would be able to handle her just fine. She didn’t have to worry for long though because soon she was turning her body, inviting Lichen to come closer. She still watched her warily, unsure of who this stranger was exactly, but she knew she had to be a part of Kairos. There was no way a strange female would be upon Ina’mos for long without being noticed. She could clearly recall the first time she had stepped onto Ina’mos. It had not taken long at all before the ebony behemoth had greeted her. Even now she could remember the telltale smirk across his face, it had made her curious but she was not afraid of him. Lichen would never be afraid of Titan. He was her friend, oddly enough, and he could quite possibly be the father to her unborn children. Lichen hoped that their physical appearances alone would make it known to her who the father of her children was; but she wouldn’t discover this for a whole other month yet. Impatience gnawed at her constantly, but she ignored it. Instead she focused on staying in pristine shape, wanting to give the best odds to her unborn babies. In the back of her head Lichen knew that there would be a chance that she wouldn’t survive, or her pups wouldn’t survive- but she did not think of this. She also refused to think about the fact that Titan would not be involved for quite some time and instead focused on happy thoughts. She would not be alone during the birth; Messoria would be birthing a little over a week ahead of her and they would be denning together. It was comforting knowing that she wouldn’t be going through such a terrifying process alone. And at least if she did die she knew her pups would be left for a fighting chance with a very capable mother. Messoria was her back up plan, an insurance policy in case the birth ended up being too much for her petite frame. Lichen didn’t want that to be so, but if it was at least she knew her babies would have a chance at survival nonetheless. Her mind continued to race before her eyes flickered back to the stranger’s frame. Would she also be carrying a Kairos warrior’s pups in her womb? It would still be too early to tell, in fact Lichen only just started showing herself.

I am Inara. And you? Lichen took this time to move closer to the fae, her words quiet but firm in the air around them. She moved closer until they were inches apart and allowed her haunches to pull beneath her as she sat. Her tail was a thick plume curled around her hind legs as she allowed herself to relax only briefly before she responded to Inara. My name is Lichen. I am one of the hunters here. A newer one I would suppose. She still spoke with confidence and a tiny smirk danced across her face. It was true, she was one of the newer wolves in Ina’mos but she would be making waves soon enough. As soon as word would get out about her dual pregnancy rumors would spread like wildfire. But she didn’t care. It was her life not theirs and if the other females didn’t approve it did not matter to her either way. She knew at the end of the day there was one wolf that wouldn’t turn her back on her, and that was Messoria. It felt good to not have to worry about being alone in such a huge pack. Having some sort of allegiance with just one wolf gave her a little bit of breathing room. Are you new to Kairos? I don’t think I’ve seen you before. Or smelt you for that matter.. She commented lightly, not necessarily probing just curious to hear of Inara’s whereabouts. She was also curious on the position she held, perhaps it was one entirely different from her own, maybe that was why she hadn’t seen her before this.

Words : 933
Muse : good
Tags : @evinara
Notes : finally a response! Sorry for the wait deary

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Inara was no stranger to the wariness that reflected in the ivory femme’s eyes as she slowly moved closer to where the minute she-wolf sat. She had felt the same uneasy suspicion in her own bones many times due to her size, and although Inara was beyond certain that the stranger would be able to hold her own – she would not be allowed to waltz around Kairos so freely if she was weak, after all – she knew that one could not be too careful when pups were involved. Finally it seemed as if the femme relaxed, if only a hint, moving to sit close to Inara – but not so close as to crowd her.

”My name is Lichen. I am one of the hunters here. A newer one I would suppose.”

Inara dipped her head respectfully; hunters were a valuable part of any pack, and even more so in Kairos, whose numbers seemed to swell with each passing day. ”It is a pleasure to meet you,” she replied politely, and in a way it truly was. She’d been brooding for so very long that it hadn’t left her many opportunities to acquaint herself with her pack mates. She could start with Lichen.

”Are you new to Kairos? I don’t think I’ve seen you before. Or smelt you for that matter..”

Unbidden, Inara’s lips twitched upwards into a small smile. So far she hadn’t informed anyone of how she’d been abducted and brought to Kairos, and she wasn’t fond of the idea now that she was attempting to fit in. Indeed, her new position had been like a breath of fresh air, and it had greatly lessened her contempt towards Goliath. He’d given her a position where she could roam and travel, under certain circumstances, which was the only thing that made Inara truly happy. It alleviated her irksome boredom, and in a small way, he’d given her a scrap of her freedom back. She would not spoil it by speaking down on him now.

”I have been here for some time, but I had a difficult time adjusting,” she said by means of explanation. ”I’m trying to make up for it now. Goliath generously offered me the position of Emissary, and it has helped tremendously.” She glanced sideways, her pale blue gaze landing on the bright emerald eyes of her fellow pack member. Lichen seemed kind enough, if not a bit cautious, but Inara did not blame her for that.

”I see you’re expecting,” she said, her tone light and laced with good-natured amusement. “Will you be a mother of giants as well? I have a terrible feeling that the majority of the Kairos pups will tower over me within months.” The question was partially fueled by curiosity, but Inara was careful to not push or pry. If Lichen did not wish to speak of her young, or the potential size of them, then Inara would be respectful of her wishes. Truly though she found herself hungering for knowledge – she’d missed so much in her childish slump, and now the diminutive femme had quite a lot of catching up to do.

COUNT: 521

TAGGED: Lichen

NOTES: sorry it took a while D;