Tick Tock {Sabaoth}

[Roka]

Time had passed too quickly for Roka to even fathom. She had blinked too often taking the time she had with her pups for granted and now they were gone. Each of them had in turn said their goodbyes and left to complete their Agoge. Taranis had expressed that he would not be returning to Ina'mos and Roka had a suspicion that Rhys was torn between leaving and staying. Liadan and Kegan would return soon though, as soon as they could. In a few days time Sabaoth would be returning to Vor'asa so that he could oversee the youth as they trained for the next stretch of life. He was as good a teacher as they could hope for and Roka knew that he would look after their children well enough. He would have been there now had Odara not gone into labor. Roka had stayed away from the den's as much as she could since their birth's not wanting to infringe on the new mother's space. Balthazaar and Cimeries were always eager to leave the dark caverns that had been their prison for so long and Roka was happy to oblige them. Each was growing more and more independent with each passing day, becoming less pup and more youth. Though they were becoming less dependent upon each other she could tell that whatever bond they shred would only continue to grow. It made Roka glad that at least in this cold cruel world the two of them would always have each other, even when they outgrew the need for her as a mother. Roka knew that the time would come and they would no longer have to remain with her, she only hoped that they didn't hate her as they grew to be adults. All she had wanted was to save them from the hurt and humiliation of being orphans. A hurt that Roka knew all to well.

Looking back to the first time she had met Sabaoth she had never imagined that he would be such a good father. He had been such an angry brute, pushing and teasing Roka, but from the moment she had birthed the little whelps he had been there. Patient and strong, everything that Roka had ever needed him to be. Pregnancy had been so overwhelming and terrifying that Roka could never have managed alone. Thank the heavens I never had to. Even with Odara's arrival and then pregnancy Sabaoth had always made their family a priority. Giving their children the time and love they craved. While she had struggled at first to accept the scarred brute she had never stood a chance against him. From them moment she had seen him, strutting into her life, she had known they were meant to be together. He would be here for a short time for Odara to regain her strength from the birth and then he would be gone again. He had his duties away from her and she tried very much to understand. This would be the first time she would be without both him and the pups since they had been born. Her only comfort was that she had Bal and Cim for at least a little longer. Odd as they were they brought so much joy into her life.

Today was one of the days that she allowed the pups to explore on their own, everywhere except the swamp. The alligators that dwelt there were simply too much for the pups to handle on their own. Bal was growing faster than Cim was his size almost as great as Rhys and Taranis. He had obviously taken after his father in that sense. He was grown enough to look after Cimeries for a few hours, taking the job very seriously meant Roka knew he would do well. Liandry falls was her destination today as she visited the place where her and Sabaoth had first joined. While most of the romance of the place he picked had been lost on her she had enjoyed the view immensely. Warm memories flooded her mind when she remembered just how eager she had been to cement the bond between them. A litter had been the last thing she had expected but the realization had come shortly after. They had been a welcome consequence to the feelings that she and Sabaoth had shared that day, both physically and emotionally. It had been the first and only time she had ever felt something that strong, that real.

Making her way to the pool that lay just beneath the falls she let the chilling water spray against her. She leaned down to take a few drinks of the crisp liquid before looking around. It was almost spring time and the plants that surrounded the pool were just about ready to bloom. The air smelled sweet as little budding flowers greeted the warming sun. Today was probably the warmest that she would remember. It was very close to time for the rest of the world to start birthing their babes. Birds chirped and bugs clicked and they slowly made the turnover from winter to summer. A season that Roka hated for more reason than one. Mostly because of the unbearable heat it brought with it. The only good thing the summer had brought was her heat, coming at the wrong time of year. Roka wondered if her heat would come again during the summer months, like it wasn't supposed to. She secretly hoped that it did she that she would have some small chance at having another litter. Besides joining with Sabaoth was more than enough fun for her to enjoy it even if they made no pups.

Her mind chuckled at her for her wanton thoughts. She lusted after her male to be sure a thing that she had never thought possible. She found no appeal in the pretty little creature that seemed to prance about the island. They were all unmarked, untested. Her male carried the scars of strength and survival, a few that she had put there herself. He was the embodiment of male. Strong and brave and unhindered. Her body shuddered just thinking about him. Some chose to call him beast for his brutish looks, but Roka thought he was very attractive scars and all. Enough already. This is just making me miss him more. She depended on him much too much already. She craved to be with him all the time. Wanting to share all of herself with him. Her burdens and sorrow, her joys and loves, she wanted him to share everything too. Just so that she would feel that closeness with him. The vulnerability that she let no one else see. All these thoughts of her mate were making her delusional. She could swear that she had caught his scent, but it was impossible. He wouldn't be here.

Sabaoth

OOC: Well that was unexpected

[Sabaoth]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]It had been several days since Odara had given birth, and still Sabaoth lingered upon Ina’mos, ensuring that she was well before he returned to Vor’asa. The swim was a long and arduous one, and so he was determined to make as few trips as were necessary. As it was, Odara and their three young were sound asleep within the caverns, resting comfortably. Sabaoth, however, was restless. The dark, cramped caves had always made him feel trapped, and so when he was sure that his little family would not be woken by his departure, he stood and slipped from the caverns.

The air was crisp and cool outside, and the brute sucked in a lungful of it eagerly, letting his pale eyes flutter closed briefly. The sky was clear and cornflower blue high above him, the breeze gentle as it swept through the branches of the trees. It was a fair day, and as Sabaoth began to move away from the dens and through the trees, he found his thoughts turning to Roka. He had not yet been able to visit her since he’d returned; he’d been busy ensuring that Odara was well-cared for, but now he found that he had free time, and he yearned for the familiarity and comfort that Roka always effortlessly managed to offer.

It was almost as if his thoughts had conjured her, for after several moments of weaving through the forest, he caught her scent upon the leaves of the underbrush. It was fresh, leading in the direction of the falls, and without second thought he turned to follow it, ducking to avoid bumping his head upon broken branches that dipped low towards the ground. The falls was a steady trickle in the distance, growing louder as he neared, until at last he stepped from the trees into the clearing, his gaze immediately finding Roka where she stood by the pool.

She looked healthy he noted, something he was pleased to have noticed. It seemed as if the task of caring for Balthazar and Circe had renewed the fire that had briefly dampened within her, and a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he stepped forward, prowling towards where she sat. He towered over her as he came to a halt before her, lowering his head to brush his muzzle against her. Her scent enveloped him, surrounding him and setting all of his worries at ease as he breathed it in, withdrawing just a fraction so that he could look down into her eyes.

”I was looking for you,” he informed her, circling around to sit beside her, his side brushing hers with each exhale. The scent of the approaching spring was notable beneath the scent of his mate, and his gaze flickered to the ground briefly, taking in the sight of the budding plants before his attention returned to her fully. ”I want to spend time with you before I have to return to Vor’asa. How have you been?”

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Words: 502
Tags: Roka
Notes: < 3
Muse Good

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[Roka]

Sabaoth's footsteps alerted Roka to his presence before he actually came into view. He was so strong and handsome that she couldn't help the smile that pained her lips. His muzzle rubbed against hers and she rumbled in contentment. Breathing deeply she took in his scent before her brown eyes met his blue ones. Like always they burned like cold fire, making her burn with them. Everything about him was so masculine and primal. She was hopelessly addicted to him an there was no helping it. Even now that he was here pressed against her side she craved to be closer to him. A small part of her was pleased that he had taken the time to see her, especially when he ought to be with Odara. This was his third litter and once again he had the responsibilities that fatherhood brought. When he sat beside her she leaned into his larger body, dwarfed by his larger stature. The fact that he had sought her out and not just stumbled upon her made her feel like a love struck youth. He made her heart pound just thinking about him. The last time they had really spent more than a few moments together had been the night Balthazar and Cimeries had been born. He had stayed with her that night and opened up something between them that Roka had never thought possible. In the face of so much hurt and stress that had laid between them he had needed her support. A support that she was determined to always give him. "I was hoping you would find me." Her voice was light and teasing as she nudged the ebony brute. Almost as if they had been playing a game where he was the hunter and she was the hunted.

With their children growing it took much o the stress out of their relationship. Not instead of Roka having to worry about sheltering them from his indiscretions all she had to do was let herself heal. While she missed them so much she felt much more in control now that they had left. She no longer had to worry about how they felt about their half siblings. They would need to be adults and come up with their own thoughts and feelings. Her head rested against his shoulder and she spoke in a low voice. "I am good, better than I have been in a long time." It was the truth for today she felt none of the weight of the world on her shoulders. The worries of winter were gone. Today was a carefree kind of day and Roka felt like the optimism she had felt as a youth was starting to take hold of her once again. She was strong and had survived the storms of life and now she would thrive here. "I have missed you." There was no point trying to be coy or hiding the way she felt. He knew just what she felt. Besides she had missed him, everyday that he was away she felt his absence. "How are you? How did the birthing go?" While she cared less than nothing for Odara she couldn't bring herself to wish the pups ill will. After all they were half of him so they had some good. Just as Bal and Cim were half of him, and they were more precious to her than she could have ever thought. "Congratulations daddy." Her smile was warm and genuine, caring as she settled into his fur. It didn't really matter what he talked about, just so that she could hear the rumble of his voice.

Sabaoth

[Sabaoth]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]To hear that she had been well made Sabaoth nod with contentment, glad to have known that she still found Ina’mos to her liking. And when she expressed that she’d missed him, he turned his head to rest it upon her head, humming quietly in the back of his throat. ”I missed you, as well,” he admitted. It was something that he would not have dared to utter months ago, but affection and familiarity had long ago demolished his mental walls when it came to his mate. Roka understood him better than others did, as proven by the confessions he’d made to her many nights ago, broken and defeated, only to be met with her patience and endless love. ”I always do, when I must go away.”

A brief, comfortable silence fell over the two, and then she was speaking once more, asking after both himself and the recent birth of his litter with Odara. He shrugged his shoulders just slightly, lifting his head as he spoke. ”I’ve been well. Tired, but well. I find that I have less and less time on my paws as of lately. It keeps me busy, I suppose.” Soon enough the breeding season would end, and when the remainder of the litters who’d been born completed the agoge, he would be granted blessed time to himself. ”The summer months will be easy, at least. I will be able to remain here with you. Unless the she-bitch from Valyn foolish attempts to make a move against Kairos again.” At this he sneered, his hackles rising just slightly at the very thought, though a moment later they smoothed as he chuckled. ”But even so. We are prepared for the worst, and so I cannot help but to think that there will be very little trouble for us on the horizon, regardless of what she attempts.”

Here he paused, mulling over the events of the past before continuing. ”And the birthing went as well as one could hope. There was a single stillborn, but the other three are healthy and strong. Two boys – Zeus and Castor, and one girl, Aella. Aella and Castor take after me a bit more in coloring – though neither one of them resemble me quite as closely as Taranis and Liadan do.” He smiled, turning his gaze upon her. He realized in that moment that he was truly relaxed with her, as he could be with so few others. He leaned in to nudge her with one of his shoulders, his tone dipping to take on a quality that was almost playful as he murmured, ”And I must admit, fatherhood excites me. I cannot wait until you and I can have another litter of strong little ones – though I’m not sure you can say the same. You looked like you were very likely to pop for the entire final month of the last one. I was scared I’d come back to Ina’mos and find out you’d simply exploded.” His quiet chuckle slid through the sounds of the wildlife around him, his pale eyes glistening with a hint of mischief.

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Words: 516
Tags: Roka
Notes: ugh these two are so cute
Muse Good

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[Roka]

Roka felt a pinch of pride for her male when he told her about Kairos being prepared just in case the pack of female decided to retaliate. He had so much responsibility now that Goliath had gone, but she had faith that he could handle it. Typhon was a young Emperor, but he was doing well in learning as fast as he could. Before long Sabaoth could take a step back and enjoy all the hard work he had done for their pack. If not for his will and determination Kairos might have been in ruins. "I am so proud of you. Of all the work that you o to keep this pack afloat. It can't be easy." He was almost as good a leader as he was a father, remaining a strong pillar for the weaker in Kairos to look to. Roka would follow him anywhere, pack or no pack. The mention of Odara's litter did not cause any of the pain that Roka had been expecting. She loved the way that his voice lit up as he talked about his new pups. She would give almost anything to be making this journey with him, but this time he was on his own. Her place was at his side every time other than this one. Roka's need to keep Odara out of her life probably extended to the new mother. Nothing would be more awkward than for Roka to push her way into their life. They already had a mother and had no need to know of her just yet. Roka had tried to protect her pups from the news of Odara and Sabaoth's other mate had a right to do just the same.

The news that Odara had given birth to a stillborn did not sit well with Roka. No mother should have to deal with the death of a child, no matter how much Roka hate them. The fact that he had taken her still plagued Roka, she was so curious as to why. He had said that he had a duty to proved Kairos with pups. Goliath had pushed Sabaoth to taking more females, to fill his harem. It made her wonder if Sabaoth had chosen Odara because he cared for her. It wouldn't surprise Roka if he did considering she had just birthed him a litter, but it still left a pit deep within her stomach. "Do you love her?" She had promised not to harp on him anymore for the choices he had made, refusing to be the jealous petty mate that drove him away. Yet here she was holding her breath, waiting for his answer. The answer that would either set her heart to soaring or rip it straight out of her chest. Choosing to ignore her question for now she allowed his playful tone to wash over her. The mention of them having another litter made Roka quiver with desire. She was glad that he had the same hopes for their future together. "It is a shame that they didn't take more after you. They have a very handsome father." Her tone was mostly playful but she was telling the truth. He was a very handsome brute, at least in her eyes. "I am surprised that I didn't explode, considering who impregnated me. It was all of your giant sons that made me fit for popping." A devilish gleam entered her eyes and she nipped gently at his chin. She had taken a giant for a mate and so it was only natural that she give birth to some equally giant babies.

Sabaoth

[Sabaoth]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Though Sabaoth had never been a mushy, sentimental brute, he could not help the rush of satisfaction that surged through him as Roka expressed her pride for him. He lived to make her happy, to make their children happy, and to bring glory to Typhon and Kairos. It was what drove him, making him ruthless at times but soft at others, making him strive to be the very best version of him that he could be. And she, the love of his life, the sole femme who made him feel young and gentle and different, made him feel as if he were achieving his goal. Though he did not verbally respond, he allowed the gratefulness for her words to shine in his gaze as he looked at her, simply taking in her appearance, submitting it eternally to his memory.

And then a question fell from her tongue, a simple collection of four words that somehow stole the breath from his lungs. Do you love her? He glanced away for a brief moment, his ivory-spotted brows furrowing as she went on to jest with him a moment afterwards, though her words could not quite bring a smile to his lips with such a heavy topic upon hid mind.

”Roka.” The name fell from his lips as if she were land and he were drowning, his pale gaze intent upon her features as he gazed at her. His eyes flitted across her scares, and though a different male might have found them unattractive, Sabaoth did not. They were a daring, bold testament to her strength, matching his own in ferocity. It made her perfect for him, as suddenly he was unable to stop himself from pressing against her, tucking her closer to his side roughly with his muzzle, their bodies colliding sharply as he inhaled her scent.

”I love only you,” he growled, nipping at the flesh behind her ears, drawing a pinprick of blood and then cleansing it from her pelt, his heart thudding heavily in his chest. ”She…she is my duty to Kairos. She is what is expected of me. But you…” Here he paused, burying his nose sharply in the fur of her scruff, shuddering at the smell of her. ”You are the female of my choosing. Of my heart. You do things to me that I have never experienced. You make my heart race as if I were a pup. The sight of you…it sets my blood roaring like the very first day I saw you. I knew then that you had to be mine, and now you are. And you are the only she-wolf would could ever inhabit my heart.”

His head came to rest along her shoulders now, his desire obvious as he nuzzled into her. But now was not the time for that. For now, he would only show her how much he cared for her emotionally, mentally. The physical would come another time. ”I cannot imagine where I would be without you. And I would surely go crazy if you left me now. You keep me sane, while driving me just a tad bit crazy at the same time. And though I know it is not fair of me to say this, I would burn with envy and jealousy if I ever had to see you with another male. You are mine. Forever. Always.”

Words: 559
Tags: Roka
Notes: AHHH
Muse Excellent

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[Roka]

Somewhere deep inside of her she had been holding her breath, waiting just waiting for the heartbreak that was surely imminent. She loved Sabaoth more than she ever could have thought she could love anyone. It had crossed her mind that he would eventually find another to develop an affection for, but she knew it would never change the way she loved him. Her attempts to distract Sabaoth seemed to have been futile for she felt him change next to her. The lightness of before was gone, replaced with something so much more serious. It seemed as if every time he was making an effort and trying to repair the damage between them she had to go and fuck it up. It wasn't him who was making it difficult for them to resume being the couple they were before this season, no it was her. Her pettiness and jealousy were making her miserable. Just as she prepared herself for the imminent pain that his words would bring, he made them all disappear. His voice was so full of caring and truth it made Roka's heart clench. Never before had she ever imagined that Sabaoth could ever feel this deeply for her. Her whole life had been spent going from one rejection to the next until she had decided to remain alone. Resigned to her solitude for fear of having this very thing, love, ripped away from her. Even if she did ever watch this crumble in front of her it would have been worth it to feel all of this.

The sting of tears pricked her eyes and she felt overwhelmed by his words. Priding herself on being strong she hated to let others see her cry, hated showing them her true feelings. Not with him though, sitting here by his side she had never felt so secure, so safe. His teeth hard against her scruff sent a shudder through her, reminding her of just how strong he was. She leaned up to lick his chin in a show of obvious affection. He spoke of her leaving him for another male and Roka couldn't even fathom the idea. The idea of having someone other than him touch her made her shiver with disgust. "I would never be able to leave you. Don't you remember what I told you the first time we joined together? You are it for me. For the rest of my days there will never be anyone other than you. Sabaoth you are my everything." Her voice was strong and determined, full of the emotion that seemed to crash over her in waves. How could she had allowed herself to almost ruin what they had together over nothing. Odara was nothing in the face of what they had together. As long as she had him she would be able to face anything that came her way. Together they could overcome any obstacle that came their way. "I have been just a fool. My doubt and insecurity has been a poison to us. Can you ever forgive me." She pushed further into him needing to find a way to get even closer to him. She needed to melt herself into him in this moment, to feel the connection that they had to one another.

Sabaoth

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[attr="class","pltxt"]A rush of relief surged through Sabaoth at her words, a pleased glint glistening in his pale blue orbs as he gazed at her, listening to her speak. Though it made him a hypocrite to think it, he was glad that she was so disgusted by the very idea of another male touching her. And though he had experienced other femmes, none of them had made him feel like Roka did. Even now as he thought back upon his actions, a similar feeling of disgust that he saw upon her featured coiled tight within him. How had he ever been so foolish as to think they could offer him what Roka did? Her love, her loyalty, her very being was unrivaled by all others. It shamed Sabaoth that it had taken him this long to fully, truly realized it.

And then amazingly, unbelievably, she asked him to forgive her. His gaze was incredulous as he reached down to tug her closer against him with his muzzle, simply reveling in the warmth that she presented. ”You shouldn’t be asking for forgiveness, Roka. You’ve done nothing wrong. You had every right to feel the way that you did,” he mumbled, his voice gruff and very nearly bashful as he went on. ”If anyone poisoned our bond, it was me. I regret what I have done to you every single day, and yet still you remain here. You even raise Balthazar and Cimeries as if they were your own…”

He broke off, resting his head atop hers as he stared at the cascading falls, gathering his thoughts as the sounds of the world went on around him. It was very nearly peaceful being here with her, even if their topic was heavy. He could almost forget about having to depart again soon for Vor’asa – a task that a part of him looked forward to, but that the other part of him quietly dreaded. ”I knew you were strong when I first laid eyes upon you – but even then I had no idea just how strong you truly were. You continue to amaze me with it every day.”

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Words: 354
Tags: Roka
Notes: < 3
Muse: Meh

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[Roka]

Roka couldn't help the contentment that spread through her chest at his words. They had reached a good place in their relationship, one that she was determined not to ruin. Not after all of the things that they had been through. Determined and stubborn as ever she refused to lose him, even if it was her decision. MINE! The was of possessiveness rolled through her like a hot wave, but it was a welcome feeling. Even if he had taken others bodies he would always be hers. That had been decided from the moment she had decided to follow him south. He had first claimed her mind, then her body, and finally her heart. Now he would never be able to get rid of her. Nipping at his shoulder she tasted him, letting his scent wash over her tongue. Her addiction to him was so unexpected, but she needed him more than she needed air to breath. He was everything that she had ever wanted and more. Just thinking about how much she cared about him was making shivers cascade down her spine. Every time she was this close to him her thoughts turned to them together, her body pinned beneath his.

When the topic turned to her youngest children Roka couldn't help a small grin. "Of course I raise them as mine. They are half of you and you belong to me so they do too." Her tone was mostly teasing, but there was truth in it. Taking in the orphaned pups had never caused her a moments hesitation. It was only a benefit that they both looked so much like him. It made them easier to love even with their quirks. It helped that she hadn't known their mother, it meant that there was no part of them for her to begrudge. Blaming them for existing was just not something that she could do. Nothing would change the past, but at least she had a chance to make a better life for the two precious lives he had brought to her. Nothing could truly amaze her as much as he always did. "I could never be so strong without you here with me."

Sabaoth