Patronage [Datura]

[Odara]

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The swim had not been what she expected but with the encouragement of the young Typhon she was determined to make it alive and well. Although she had never encountered large bodies of water beforehand she had been sure that she would make it- and if not then it was a sign that she truly was not meant to be a part of Kairos. She could still feel the cold water like ice in her lungs. The burning sensation in her limbs as she pumped furiously to make it to the other side. The water tossed her around like a rag doll, batting her back and forth as if she were it's prey. She spun over and over, being flipped above the waves only to be sucked back down again. When the sea finally spat her onto the shore of Ina'mos she almost cried out of relief. Odara had been certain that she would die at sea with as much water that she had gulped but she had thankfully made it. She allowed herself to lay motionless in the grainy sand, her head resting lifelessly on her paws. She needed to rest, to regain energy in her body before even attempting to make her way further into Ina'mos. She should have felt nervous and although part of her did she already felt like home here. It was exactly the way Sabaoth had described it, beautiful and secluded. This was what she had been searching for all her life. But between the sand, water, and sunlight she couldn't see worth a lick. She tried rubbing her eyes on her legs but to no avail and instead kept her eyes closed for a few moments longer. Odara knew it would be no use trying to maneuver now, at least not while the sun was so high in the sky. So instead she stood and made her way towards the smallest bit of shade she could find alongside one of the larger boulders. She plopped herself down beside it, leaning against it's broad surface for support. And then she allowed her eyes to close as she rested for a few more moments.

When she opened her eyes again it was evening and her eyes didn't burn nearly as badly as what they had earlier. She huffed a sigh of relief before perking her head up to glance around her. She was still alone, luckily enough and it was then that she decided she should keep things rolling. She stood and began making her way up the cliff side, until she landed on solid ground. The beach was quite a ways behind her now and she continued to move forward, following a well worn down trail in the ground. Her auds constantly flicked atop her petite skull meanwhile her nares flared as she took in all of the new scents. Not one of them was familiar to her and it made her slightly uneasy. She had never been around this many wolves before and it was unsettling, but she was sure she would be just fine. The further she walked the more she realized that she was going deeper into the territory. When she finally stopped moving she noticed something familiar up ahead. It appeared to be a cave like area which was all that she had ever grown up in. By now it was night fall and she could hear the occasional hoot of an owl in the trees overhead. She continued to stay where she was although she longed to enter the caverns but she knew better. Odara had no idea who could be in there and she didn't want to be seen as a threat, so for now she lingered along the outskirts. She lowered herself to the ground, meanwhile ignoring the rumbling of her stomach. It was when the scent of another crossed her path that she perked up, lifting herself off the ground into a sitting position. When the form of the other came into her view she noticed that the wolf was a female and was in similar size to herself. Hello. She called out in monotone vocals, her clear blue eyes surveying the face of the stranger. She did not move and instead stayed where she was as she did not know how this female would react to her being here. Odara could only hope that the scent of Sabaoth on her hide was enough to keep her somewhat protected here and if not then she would have to defend herself on her own.

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notes:: here ya go hun! I've missed Datura so much so this will be fun for me lol
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The nights on Ina’mos were peaceful – too peaceful, and too quiet for Datura’s tastes. Gone were the days of energetic pups, bickering and yells, play fights and not-so-play fights amongst siblings. Perhaps if her station if life were different, it would grate her nerves, but while it was occasionally frustrating and at times irritating, the little ones were Datura’s purpose. With her first litter grown and independent, it had become lonely. There were other females around, certainly, but Zohartze had grown distant of late. The only young pups left were those belonging to Roka and Sabaoth, and Datura was always willing to keep an eye on her rambunctious nephews and niece. Still, as the winter swiftly approached, Datura knew it would soon begin again. Her heat would inevitably come as the cold weather began, and it would come soon, she guessed. The nights were growing colder, and that night, Datura was alone in the caverns, resting at the gaping maw of the dens, trying to convince herself that she didn’t really mind the solitude after all.

There was a chill in the air as the evening wore on, and the symphony of crickets had ceased for the season, gone until the spring brought new life. How much could change in one year – from having no pups to being the Mother of the pack, entrusted with lives that quickly blossomed into interesting wolves. There was a wide swath of personalities represented in the many litters born on Ina’mos the previous season, and an almost comical difference in size between the largest (Datura’s own pups) and the smallest. What would the coming months bring to Kairos? Would the gods see fit to bless the pack with so many pups? Thoughts of the future were a comfort, and these thoughts consumed her thoughts as she stared into the inky night.

A foreign scent caught Datura’s attention suddenly, drawing her focus from her imagination. Her honey colored orbs scanned the vicinity in search of the smell’s origin. Finally, she spotted her. The female’s eyes were silver-hued like a full moon, standing out in sharp contrast from her dark visage. Her voice, flat and emotionless, greeted Datura from where the stranger had crept to. Hello. The Matriarch of Kairos could not help but smile, unafraid and clearly not intimidated by the presence of the stranger. Only those wolves who sought of Ina’mos were likely to come to the island, for it was no easy feat to make the frigid swim from the mainland. If a wolf was there in Datura’s realm, they were certain to be there for good reason. She was slightly larger than Datura herself, though it was difficult to tell, since the unknown female was still holding herself lower to the ground – a smart move, and she had done so without realizing Datura’s high ranking within the pack.

”Hello. I take it you are a new arrival?” She was on all four paws, moving slowly toward the other, tail carried high behind her to indicate her position. There was nothing about her façade that suggested she was upset by the other’s unannounced presence – on the contrary, Datura was pleased to find company. ”My name is Datura, Matriarch of Kairos.” Here she fell silent to allow the girl to introduce herself. Perhaps this was the newest huntress of Kairos, for the need for fresh meat was always present on the island. Or, there was a chance that she had been claimed by Goliath. The breeding season was conspicuously close, and the idea would not surprise Datura. An ear flicked in irritation at the notion of a neverending harem – last season had been nightmarish for the she-wolf – but she suppressed the nagging emotion as she had so many times before.

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ooc: yay!!

[Odara]

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The night enveloped her like a thick blanket, the inky blackness surrounding her aside from the light of the moon that cascaded down through the covering of tree limbs overhead. Her silver hued occuli watched the mouth of the cavern, invited by the warmth that she knew it offered but staying rooted where she sat. It wasn't long before the other female caught sight of her and began making her way towards her. Her tail was raised behind her body, an obvious act of dominance. Odara could clearly remember that stance because her master had used it many a times. Odara was a relatively submissive creature, it was all she had known before coming to Ina'mos and so she continued to keep her body lower to the ground despite the fact that she did seem a little bit larger than this female. Hello. I take it you are a new arrival? The female asked of her and Odara nodded her head in response to the female. That is correct. She confirmed her question even though the nod of her head could have easily been an answer. My name is Datura, Matriarch of Kairos. Finally a name to match the face. Odara rolled her name around in her head for a moment and then tucked it away for future use. She would be pleased to be able to tell Sabaoth that the first female she had come across was in fact the Matriarch of Kairos. The position was a high one according to what Sabaoth had told her and Odara had nothing but respect towards the other female. My name is Odara. I was granted the position of Consort to Sabaoth. She spoke carefully but figured there was no harm in telling the Matriarch of the position in which she would be a part of.

Sabaoth had explained to her briefly her responsibilities when it came to being a consort of Kairos. She was expected to be a mother and provide the pack with new and healthy pups each breeding season. BUT she would not be spreading her legs to just any old male, she would be reserved specifically for Sabaoth only. The thought made her heart jump in her chest and made her blood pound in her ears. Odara had never had pups before and had never even partaken in such a sacred act with a brute. The thought was intimidating to say the least, but she knew that her heat would be coming on soon enough and then Sabaoth would be seeking her out. But until then, how would she avoid the other males, especially when none of them had met her yet and did not know that she was specifically reserved for Sabaoth? Pardon my blunt words but how do you avoid the other males when your season comes on? I've never been put in this scenario.. She spoke truthfully, her eyes searching Datura's face for answers. From what she knew she was supposed to be able to ask this female questions, especially because she was in charge of looking after all the other Kairos mothers. Odara found that she wanted to pump as much information out of Datura as she could manage as it would probably help her out in the long run. She didn't know what to expect though she could guess by Sabaoth's massive size that her task would not be a simple one. But judging by the size of Datura she was hopeful that she could handle it. The Matriarch was a tad bit smaller then herself and if she could pull through then hopefully Odara could also.

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notes:: Odara is going to have plenty of questions for Datura ♥
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