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Clanluna
Chapter 46: the Courtship? Of Durc and Ura?
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After her 1st Rites, Ura returned to Broog’s hearth. She’d wait until spring to pick a Mate . . . or maybe until the end of the Summer Gathering . . .
Chapter 46: the Courtship? Of Durc and Ura?
“This time, wait for my signal,” signed Zar. “You don’t want to cast too soon, like you did last fall. You nearly got trampled!”
“Yes, Zar,” signed Durc, fuming at being reminded of his failure, last fall.
He’d gotten too excited and thrown his spear at the herd of aurochs, causing them to stampede towards him. Only running with the herd had saved him. Even if it did feel cowardly to run away from them as they caught up with him.
This time, they were hunting Bison. Like aurochs, they were also prone to stampede if alarmed. Zar, Broog, Vorv and Durc had gone around one side of the herd, downwind, with their spear throwers. Groog was leading Thonlan, Ranec, Boov and Broov around the upwind side of the herd.
Vorn was leading a third group with Clan-style spears in the direction of the probable stampede.
Durc glanced back and forth between the herd and the man of his hearth.
“Try for the ones on the far side from Vorn,” instructed Zar, to the men with throwing spears.
Seeing Zar’s signs, Groog’s group readied their spears in the throwers and the same instant Zar’s group did.
“Now!” signaled Zar.
Durc hurled his spear at the herd and the same time as the other men. He watched as his spear flew through the air along with eight others. He saw his spear hit a bison, just before the chaos began, as the animals panicked and began stampeding towards Vorn.
Vorn and his men popped up from their crouch in front of the bison just in time for the herd to swerve around them. Two were not so lucky, and fell to the spear-thrusts of Grev and Crug.
When the herd had passed, Durc looked at the Clan men gathered around their two kills and the four more that had were dead from thrown spears. Two more were wounded and attempting to escape. Zar and Vorv dispatched them with another cast spear, each. It had been Thonlan’s idea for each hunter to give their throwing spears different feather fletchings so they could tell who had killed the game. Looking out across the plain, Durc saw his spear sticking out of a dead bison. The only spear in that particular bison!
“WHoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” howled Durc, like a wolf. He was a man!
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Zeen had been watching the hunt on a hill, with Ansalong on his shoulder. When he saw how many they’d gotten, he wrote a short note to his mother so she could come shrink them.
Luna flew out on her broom to where the men were sharing out the livers and burying the hearts of their prey as an offering to the totems. After shrinking most of the animals and putting them in her pocket. She let Zeen ride her broom back. The men returned to the cave with Durc, triumphantly in the lead. Behind him, Zar and Groog had Durc’s bison strung on a pole that they were pretending to carry. In truth, Zeen was flying over head, using a levitation charm to lift most of the bison’s weight.
Durc marched right up where Ura was scraping a hide.
“This boy is now a man!” signed Durc. “Are you ready to be his mate?”
Ura stopped scraping to think for a minute.
“Not right now,” replied Ura. “This woman is busy . . .maybe later?”
Ura then, went back to work, as Durc stomped off fuming.
(How can she do this?) Durc asked himself. (We were meant to be mated! She came here to be my mate! This man doesn’t understand! Why won’t she be my mate?)
Ura’s reluctance to mate him had put a damper on Durc’s mood during the Hunt dance and manhood ceremony, that night. He always thought when he became a man, Ura would be his mate! Deep in his heart, Durc longed for the days when the Leader could order her to be his mate!
Within a few days of Durc’s first Men’s ceremony, the other two Clans showed up. Luna gathered everyone together and portkeyed them the newest clan, who were hosting this year’s Summer Gathering.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Broov?” asked Ura, as she walked up to him with a trio of spears and a spear thrower in her hands. She was wearing her shortest leather dress.
“This man doesn’t mind,” replied Broov as he picked up his bola and throwing spears with their thrower.
“Oh, you’re going hunting? Čan I čome too?” asked Ruža.
Ura frowned in disappointment. She hadn’t seen Broov’s mate nearby.
“The more the better,” signed Broov.
After they gone a short distance into the forrest, Ruža turned to Ura.
“Oh, đon’t look šo dišappointeđ! I know what you really wanteđ to hunt!” said Ruža, as she gave Ura the Signal.
Ura gaped in shock!
“Oh, đon’t be šo šurprižeđ,” giggled Ruža. “After all, I ušeđ to be a ćo-mate with Luna, heršelf!”
Ura nodded, and let Ruža pull her into a kiss. Her lips had just widened to allow Ruža’s tongue entrance when she felt Broov’s lips turning it into a three-way kiss.
After the three of them had finished Sharing Pleasures, and they were lying in each other’s arms, naked, on the pine straw, Ruža turned to Ura and asked:
“Šo, are you going to get mateđ to Đurc?”
Ura giggled at that. With Ruža’s accent, her pronunciation of Durc, sounded exactly like the English word: Jerk.
“This woman is not really certain . . .” admitted Ura. “Perhaps, at the end of the Summer Gathering? . . .”
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“Would you like to go hunting, Groob,” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Grev?” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Boov?” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go Hunting, Durc” asked Ura.
Durc was elated! Everyone knew what it really meant when a man and a Woman-Who-Hunts go ‘hunting’ together. Still, for appearances’ sake, he brought his sling and a spear.
Taking her hand, Durc practically skipped into the woods with Ura. They hadn’t even made it out of earshot in the gloom of the peak pine forest before, Durc stopped and gave Ura the Signal.
Her smile warmed his heart, as Ura slipped out her dress and stood there, naked before him. Grabbing her head in his hands, Durc pulled her into a kiss. When he felt her fumbling with the ties of his wrap, he deepened the kiss. He was more than ready when she succeeded, and his wrap fell to the ground. But Durc went slowly, as Iga had taught him. He desperately wanted Ura to be his mate. Durc guided Ura to the ground as he kissed his way down her. When he’d reached her curly dark brown patch of hair, he parted it with his hands so he could lick her more properly. Ura bucked and moaned, as he licked her off several times, until she grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up. Durc groaned in disappointment as he released the instant he was in her.
“It’s all right,” assured Ura, pulling him into a deep kiss. “We’ll just have to keep trying until you’re ready again.”
Durc continued to fondle and kiss and lick Ura, until his body told him that he was ready again. This time, he was able to keep going until she reached her peak, and he couldn’t hold off any longer!
After they’d caught their breath again, Durc hugged Ura and asked:
“Now will you be my mate?”
“Hmmmmm . .. . Not right now, this woman is busy,” replied Ura. “Maybe later . . .”
Durc pulled away and stomped off fuming at how exasperating she was!
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“Would you like to go hunting, Ranec?” asked Ura.
“But this man thought- . . . You! . . . . You!” waved Durc, in the sign equivalent of a stammer. He was standing right next to Ranec when Ura had propositioned the dark man of the Others.
Ranec smiled at the ½ Clan young woman.
“This man would love to go hunting with you, Ura,” replied Ranec.
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“Would you like to go hunting with me, Ekwus?” asked Ayla.
“Mama, sure you don’t mean that,” signed the blushing centaur leader. “Everyone knows what it means when a Woman-Who-Hunts asks you to ‘go hunting!’ This centaur prefers to ‘go hunting’ with Unicorns during their spring heat!”
“No! No! This woman just wants to ride you and go hunting!” signed a beet-red Ayla.
“Oh! You want to RIDE me!” replied Ekwus, horrified, that the woman, he thought of as his mother, would want to do that with him.
“Get you mind out of the Spring Heat!” admonished a very embarrassed Ayla. “This woman is asking if she can climb on your back, while you search for prey, that we will then kill, and bring back to the Summer Gathering!”
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“Would you like to go hunting, Mihović?” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Durc?” asked Ura.
“Really?!!” asked an elated Durc.
He’d hated watching her go off into the woods with other men. Sometimes she didn’t even take a spear to pretend that she was hunting.
This time her took her deep into the wood and poured his heart and soul into their Pleasu
res. He spend hours totally focused on Reliving her Need, without a care for his own.
Her ankles were own his shoulders as her slowly thrust into her, having just brought her to yet another peak.
“Alright, Durc, this woman will be your mate,” waved, a panting Ura.
That was enough to make Durc lose control of his self. He began rapidly thrusting into her again, drawing her up to yet another peak, that coincided with his own. They both moaned out their joy as their Pleasures were truly Shared.
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This summer, Iga red-footed for Crik and Dorv. And after her 1st Rites, Uma was formally made a Medicine Woman.
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Since Ura had decided to mate Durc at the end of the Summer Gathering, Luna decided to hold off on their mating until after the autumn hunts. Durc set himself up a hearth, anyway, and Ura moved into it, while they wait to officially be mated.
The first snow was on the ground as Goov and Iga Joined them. At the same time, Crik was mated to the newest Medicine woman, Uma Grev took Oogra as his 2nd Mate and surprisingly, Dorv was mated to Đukić of the Đumbleđore Clan. Once the ceremony was complete, Durc tapped Ura on the shoulder and helped her to her feet. By now, evidence of her being blessed was visible on her body. Durc held Ura’s hand as the couple walked off to their period of isolation.
As soon as they were back into their hearth, Durc pulled her into a kiss. Over the summer, he’d feared that she wouldn’t ever be his Mate. He was so happy she’d finally agreed to. He pulled up her tunic to kiss her bulging belly before lifting it higher so he could lavish attention on her swollen breasts. He’d hoped that it was his totem that had defeated hers.
One day, during their Isolation, Durc looked around and noticed how crowded the cave was getting.
“Ura, how would you feel about starting our own Clan in a few years?” asked Durc.
“Would this woman be the Leader or the Leader’s mate?” asked Ura.
“This man was thinking he would lead . . . of course we would need a clanluna . . . “ replied Durc.
“Do you think the Clanluna would accept me as an acolyte?” asked Ura.
“This man doesn’t see why not,” replied Durc. “Uma or maybe even Uba could be our Medicine Woman!”
“Who do you think would follow your leadership and leave this Clan?” asked Ura.
“Some of the younger people, especially the Clan people who don’t like all the changes,” replied Durc.
“You’re not going to try to make us be Clan again, are you?” asked Ura.
“Of course not!” denied Durc. “We’ll still be a Clan of the Clanluna, but our Clan members will like having a male leader better.”
“This woman wants to make sure she’ll still be able to hunt,” demanded Ura.
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This would be Ayla’s final winter of Weech Training. Ayla learned the 7th year N.E.W.T material in Runes, Divination, Care, and Herbology. Luna believed that had Ayla been able to take the test, she would have gotten O’s in Care and Herbology. Ayla was much more talented in those areas than Luna. Ayla would have probably passed Runes and Divination too. As bad as she was at Charms, Ayla was not able to learn to apparate.
Ayla continued to come up with substitutions for potion ingredients and was able to teach Potions on a practical basis to the Iza and Zeen, rather than just the theory, as Luna had taught her.
It had become apparent that they had rushed Iza’s education. Just because she was chronologically the same age as Zeen, did not make her as emotionally mature as the ½ Clan boy. Still, she was doing better than him at Herbology and Potions.
And now that they were learning the 3rd year material, she was doing just as well as him in Care. Everyone had long since learned that she was the only one who could ride Unicorns. Ayla was the only other human the unicorns would even let touch them. By the same token, no one could ride Cave Bears unless they rode double with Zeen. The centaurs and sphinxes were a little more open to being ridden, if asked nicely, and anyone who wasn’t pure Clan could learn to drive a team of snorkacks.
Zeen was better at Charms, Transfiguration, Defense and Divination than Iza. While Iza, was better at Runes.
Iga was still training her three acolytes, with the addition of Ura to their ranks. Krstu’s young daughter was still learning the three ‘R’s, as were Bangar and Aslancles. Luna had also shared some Divination classes with the centaur and sphinx. The centaur was able to pick up the subject at a much faster rate that humans could. Aslancles, was only good at divination forms where a specific question was asked. He had no talent at all for vaguer forms like scrying. But he was a natural at geomancy. Pawing marks on the ground, Aslancles could come up with very accurate answers to questions.
Training an acolyte, who had no hands, had been quite a challenge for Iga. To her surprise, he had a talent for emotional healing. This would be his area of expertise as a clanluna, one-who-serves-Luna.
Krstu had informed Iga, last summer, that the Đumbleđore Clan had grown too large for their cave and she was personally training an older acolyte who would be able to serve as clanluna for the new Clan that would soon hive off from the Đumbleđore Clan.
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This year, all of the women showed up for the Mother Festival wearing only a red fringed belt. Durc was disappointed that Ura didn’t pick him, but instead went off with Ranec to his hearth. Ruža picked Thonlan before Ayla could, so instead, she pulled Groob back to his hearth. Luna, picked Zar again.
As they went to Groob’s hearth, Ayla sat at his feet like a Clan woman. When he tapped her on the shoulder and gave her the Signal, Ayla smiled, before turning so she could kneel and present like a good Clan woman. Behind her, she could hear Groob taking off his winter tunic and leggings. She felt him come up behind her, but instead of entering her, Groob leaned over her to kiss the back of her neck. He pushed her golden hair out of the way so he could lavish kisses on her neck and shoulders as he reach under to fondle her breast. As Ayla became even more excited, she rubbed her self against his growing hardness. Her juices were flowing and she was so excited she couldn’t stand it when he finally put his organ in her and began Relieving his Needs, Clan-style. Ayla was moaning with pleasure, quite loudly when he finally released into her with a groan. Once he was done, he didn’t pull out, but instead, rolled over with them still conjoined, He hugged her close, like that, before kissing her neck again as they drifted off to sleep.
Luna and Zar held hands as they went back to his hearth. Glancing over at her own hearth, she saw Ruža teasing her Mate by sensuously dancing around him, naked except for her red fringed belt. Luna smiled. She often did the same thing for Thonlan. When they’d stepped across the boundary stones of the hearth, Zar bent down and drew her into a kiss. Luna stared into his deep brown eyes with her grays as they played with each other’s tongues and she fumbled with the belt of his leggings. When she got in untied, she broke off the kiss and knelt at Zar’s feet to take him in her mouth. She was able to wrap both hands around his shaft and still have enough in her mouth that she had to be careful not to gag. As she worked on him, she knew she was doing it right when he grabbed her hair and tried to pull her deeper.
He’d already pulled off his tunic when Luna felt him tense as he was about to spew. Instead, he pushed her off of him and knelt over her and kissed her as he laid her on her back. Zar began kissing his way down so he could return the favor. And after he’d licked her off several times, she gasped as he finally entered it. The Clanluna expert on 1st Rites continued to show her his skills throughout the night.
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The first woman to give birth that winter, was Ena. They named their ½ Clan son, Bren.
Uba had a Clan daughter next that Vorn named Eba.
Ruža had a son that looked Other with Broov’s Clan-brown hair and her hazel eyes. They named him Bruž.
Finally, it was Ura’s turn. When he saw his mother report to Luna that Ura had a son, Durc when to see the new child of his hearth. When he got close enough, he spotted Ura nursing a baby with Ranec’s dark brown skin!
Chapter 46: the Courtship? Of Durc and Ura?
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After her 1st Rites, Ura returned to Broog’s hearth. She’d wait until spring to pick a Mate . . . or maybe until the end of the Summer Gathering . . .
Chapter 46: the Courtship? Of Durc and Ura?
“This time, wait for my signal,” signed Zar. “You don’t want to cast too soon, like you did last fall. You nearly got trampled!”
“Yes, Zar,” signed Durc, fuming at being reminded of his failure, last fall.
He’d gotten too excited and thrown his spear at the herd of aurochs, causing them to stampede towards him. Only running with the herd had saved him. Even if it did feel cowardly to run away from them as they caught up with him.
This time, they were hunting Bison. Like aurochs, they were also prone to stampede if alarmed. Zar, Broog, Vorv and Durc had gone around one side of the herd, downwind, with their spear throwers. Groog was leading Thonlan, Ranec, Boov and Broov around the upwind side of the herd.
Vorn was leading a third group with Clan-style spears in the direction of the probable stampede.
Durc glanced back and forth between the herd and the man of his hearth.
“Try for the ones on the far side from Vorn,” instructed Zar, to the men with throwing spears.
Seeing Zar’s signs, Groog’s group readied their spears in the throwers and the same instant Zar’s group did.
“Now!” signaled Zar.
Durc hurled his spear at the herd and the same time as the other men. He watched as his spear flew through the air along with eight others. He saw his spear hit a bison, just before the chaos began, as the animals panicked and began stampeding towards Vorn.
Vorn and his men popped up from their crouch in front of the bison just in time for the herd to swerve around them. Two were not so lucky, and fell to the spear-thrusts of Grev and Crug.
When the herd had passed, Durc looked at the Clan men gathered around their two kills and the four more that had were dead from thrown spears. Two more were wounded and attempting to escape. Zar and Vorv dispatched them with another cast spear, each. It had been Thonlan’s idea for each hunter to give their throwing spears different feather fletchings so they could tell who had killed the game. Looking out across the plain, Durc saw his spear sticking out of a dead bison. The only spear in that particular bison!
“WHoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” howled Durc, like a wolf. He was a man!
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Zeen had been watching the hunt on a hill, with Ansalong on his shoulder. When he saw how many they’d gotten, he wrote a short note to his mother so she could come shrink them.
Luna flew out on her broom to where the men were sharing out the livers and burying the hearts of their prey as an offering to the totems. After shrinking most of the animals and putting them in her pocket. She let Zeen ride her broom back. The men returned to the cave with Durc, triumphantly in the lead. Behind him, Zar and Groog had Durc’s bison strung on a pole that they were pretending to carry. In truth, Zeen was flying over head, using a levitation charm to lift most of the bison’s weight.
Durc marched right up where Ura was scraping a hide.
“This boy is now a man!” signed Durc. “Are you ready to be his mate?”
Ura stopped scraping to think for a minute.
“Not right now,” replied Ura. “This woman is busy . . .maybe later?”
Ura then, went back to work, as Durc stomped off fuming.
(How can she do this?) Durc asked himself. (We were meant to be mated! She came here to be my mate! This man doesn’t understand! Why won’t she be my mate?)
Ura’s reluctance to mate him had put a damper on Durc’s mood during the Hunt dance and manhood ceremony, that night. He always thought when he became a man, Ura would be his mate! Deep in his heart, Durc longed for the days when the Leader could order her to be his mate!
Within a few days of Durc’s first Men’s ceremony, the other two Clans showed up. Luna gathered everyone together and portkeyed them the newest clan, who were hosting this year’s Summer Gathering.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Broov?” asked Ura, as she walked up to him with a trio of spears and a spear thrower in her hands. She was wearing her shortest leather dress.
“This man doesn’t mind,” replied Broov as he picked up his bola and throwing spears with their thrower.
“Oh, you’re going hunting? Čan I čome too?” asked Ruža.
Ura frowned in disappointment. She hadn’t seen Broov’s mate nearby.
“The more the better,” signed Broov.
After they gone a short distance into the forrest, Ruža turned to Ura.
“Oh, đon’t look šo dišappointeđ! I know what you really wanteđ to hunt!” said Ruža, as she gave Ura the Signal.
Ura gaped in shock!
“Oh, đon’t be šo šurprižeđ,” giggled Ruža. “After all, I ušeđ to be a ćo-mate with Luna, heršelf!”
Ura nodded, and let Ruža pull her into a kiss. Her lips had just widened to allow Ruža’s tongue entrance when she felt Broov’s lips turning it into a three-way kiss.
After the three of them had finished Sharing Pleasures, and they were lying in each other’s arms, naked, on the pine straw, Ruža turned to Ura and asked:
“Šo, are you going to get mateđ to Đurc?”
Ura giggled at that. With Ruža’s accent, her pronunciation of Durc, sounded exactly like the English word: Jerk.
“This woman is not really certain . . .” admitted Ura. “Perhaps, at the end of the Summer Gathering? . . .”
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“Would you like to go hunting, Groob,” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Grev?” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Boov?” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go Hunting, Durc” asked Ura.
Durc was elated! Everyone knew what it really meant when a man and a Woman-Who-Hunts go ‘hunting’ together. Still, for appearances’ sake, he brought his sling and a spear.
Taking her hand, Durc practically skipped into the woods with Ura. They hadn’t even made it out of earshot in the gloom of the peak pine forest before, Durc stopped and gave Ura the Signal.
Her smile warmed his heart, as Ura slipped out her dress and stood there, naked before him. Grabbing her head in his hands, Durc pulled her into a kiss. When he felt her fumbling with the ties of his wrap, he deepened the kiss. He was more than ready when she succeeded, and his wrap fell to the ground. But Durc went slowly, as Iga had taught him. He desperately wanted Ura to be his mate. Durc guided Ura to the ground as he kissed his way down her. When he’d reached her curly dark brown patch of hair, he parted it with his hands so he could lick her more properly. Ura bucked and moaned, as he licked her off several times, until she grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up. Durc groaned in disappointment as he released the instant he was in her.
“It’s all right,” assured Ura, pulling him into a deep kiss. “We’ll just have to keep trying until you’re ready again.”
Durc continued to fondle and kiss and lick Ura, until his body told him that he was ready again. This time, he was able to keep going until she reached her peak, and he couldn’t hold off any longer!
After they’d caught their breath again, Durc hugged Ura and asked:
“Now will you be my mate?”
“Hmmmmm . .. . Not right now, this woman is busy,” replied Ura. “Maybe later . . .”
Durc pulled away and stomped off fuming at how exasperating she was!
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“Would you like to go hunting, Ranec?” asked Ura.
“But this man thought- . . . You! . . . . You!” waved Durc, in the sign equivalent of a stammer. He was standing right next to Ranec when Ura had propositioned the dark man of the Others.
Ranec smiled at the ½ Clan young woman.
“This man would love to go hunting with you, Ura,” replied Ranec.
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“Would you like to go hunting with me, Ekwus?” asked Ayla.
“Mama, sure you don’t mean that,” signed the blushing centaur leader. “Everyone knows what it means when a Woman-Who-Hunts asks you to ‘go hunting!’ This centaur prefers to ‘go hunting’ with Unicorns during their spring heat!”
“No! No! This woman just wants to ride you and go hunting!” signed a beet-red Ayla.
“Oh! You want to RIDE me!” replied Ekwus, horrified, that the woman, he thought of as his mother, would want to do that with him.
“Get you mind out of the Spring Heat!” admonished a very embarrassed Ayla. “This woman is asking if she can climb on your back, while you search for prey, that we will then kill, and bring back to the Summer Gathering!”
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“Would you like to go hunting, Mihović?” asked Ura.
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“Would you like to go hunting, Durc?” asked Ura.
“Really?!!” asked an elated Durc.
He’d hated watching her go off into the woods with other men. Sometimes she didn’t even take a spear to pretend that she was hunting.
This time her took her deep into the wood and poured his heart and soul into their Pleasu
res. He spend hours totally focused on Reliving her Need, without a care for his own.
Her ankles were own his shoulders as her slowly thrust into her, having just brought her to yet another peak.
“Alright, Durc, this woman will be your mate,” waved, a panting Ura.
That was enough to make Durc lose control of his self. He began rapidly thrusting into her again, drawing her up to yet another peak, that coincided with his own. They both moaned out their joy as their Pleasures were truly Shared.
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This summer, Iga red-footed for Crik and Dorv. And after her 1st Rites, Uma was formally made a Medicine Woman.
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Since Ura had decided to mate Durc at the end of the Summer Gathering, Luna decided to hold off on their mating until after the autumn hunts. Durc set himself up a hearth, anyway, and Ura moved into it, while they wait to officially be mated.
The first snow was on the ground as Goov and Iga Joined them. At the same time, Crik was mated to the newest Medicine woman, Uma Grev took Oogra as his 2nd Mate and surprisingly, Dorv was mated to Đukić of the Đumbleđore Clan. Once the ceremony was complete, Durc tapped Ura on the shoulder and helped her to her feet. By now, evidence of her being blessed was visible on her body. Durc held Ura’s hand as the couple walked off to their period of isolation.
As soon as they were back into their hearth, Durc pulled her into a kiss. Over the summer, he’d feared that she wouldn’t ever be his Mate. He was so happy she’d finally agreed to. He pulled up her tunic to kiss her bulging belly before lifting it higher so he could lavish attention on her swollen breasts. He’d hoped that it was his totem that had defeated hers.
One day, during their Isolation, Durc looked around and noticed how crowded the cave was getting.
“Ura, how would you feel about starting our own Clan in a few years?” asked Durc.
“Would this woman be the Leader or the Leader’s mate?” asked Ura.
“This man was thinking he would lead . . . of course we would need a clanluna . . . “ replied Durc.
“Do you think the Clanluna would accept me as an acolyte?” asked Ura.
“This man doesn’t see why not,” replied Durc. “Uma or maybe even Uba could be our Medicine Woman!”
“Who do you think would follow your leadership and leave this Clan?” asked Ura.
“Some of the younger people, especially the Clan people who don’t like all the changes,” replied Durc.
“You’re not going to try to make us be Clan again, are you?” asked Ura.
“Of course not!” denied Durc. “We’ll still be a Clan of the Clanluna, but our Clan members will like having a male leader better.”
“This woman wants to make sure she’ll still be able to hunt,” demanded Ura.
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This would be Ayla’s final winter of Weech Training. Ayla learned the 7th year N.E.W.T material in Runes, Divination, Care, and Herbology. Luna believed that had Ayla been able to take the test, she would have gotten O’s in Care and Herbology. Ayla was much more talented in those areas than Luna. Ayla would have probably passed Runes and Divination too. As bad as she was at Charms, Ayla was not able to learn to apparate.
Ayla continued to come up with substitutions for potion ingredients and was able to teach Potions on a practical basis to the Iza and Zeen, rather than just the theory, as Luna had taught her.
It had become apparent that they had rushed Iza’s education. Just because she was chronologically the same age as Zeen, did not make her as emotionally mature as the ½ Clan boy. Still, she was doing better than him at Herbology and Potions.
And now that they were learning the 3rd year material, she was doing just as well as him in Care. Everyone had long since learned that she was the only one who could ride Unicorns. Ayla was the only other human the unicorns would even let touch them. By the same token, no one could ride Cave Bears unless they rode double with Zeen. The centaurs and sphinxes were a little more open to being ridden, if asked nicely, and anyone who wasn’t pure Clan could learn to drive a team of snorkacks.
Zeen was better at Charms, Transfiguration, Defense and Divination than Iza. While Iza, was better at Runes.
Iga was still training her three acolytes, with the addition of Ura to their ranks. Krstu’s young daughter was still learning the three ‘R’s, as were Bangar and Aslancles. Luna had also shared some Divination classes with the centaur and sphinx. The centaur was able to pick up the subject at a much faster rate that humans could. Aslancles, was only good at divination forms where a specific question was asked. He had no talent at all for vaguer forms like scrying. But he was a natural at geomancy. Pawing marks on the ground, Aslancles could come up with very accurate answers to questions.
Training an acolyte, who had no hands, had been quite a challenge for Iga. To her surprise, he had a talent for emotional healing. This would be his area of expertise as a clanluna, one-who-serves-Luna.
Krstu had informed Iga, last summer, that the Đumbleđore Clan had grown too large for their cave and she was personally training an older acolyte who would be able to serve as clanluna for the new Clan that would soon hive off from the Đumbleđore Clan.
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This year, all of the women showed up for the Mother Festival wearing only a red fringed belt. Durc was disappointed that Ura didn’t pick him, but instead went off with Ranec to his hearth. Ruža picked Thonlan before Ayla could, so instead, she pulled Groob back to his hearth. Luna, picked Zar again.
As they went to Groob’s hearth, Ayla sat at his feet like a Clan woman. When he tapped her on the shoulder and gave her the Signal, Ayla smiled, before turning so she could kneel and present like a good Clan woman. Behind her, she could hear Groob taking off his winter tunic and leggings. She felt him come up behind her, but instead of entering her, Groob leaned over her to kiss the back of her neck. He pushed her golden hair out of the way so he could lavish kisses on her neck and shoulders as he reach under to fondle her breast. As Ayla became even more excited, she rubbed her self against his growing hardness. Her juices were flowing and she was so excited she couldn’t stand it when he finally put his organ in her and began Relieving his Needs, Clan-style. Ayla was moaning with pleasure, quite loudly when he finally released into her with a groan. Once he was done, he didn’t pull out, but instead, rolled over with them still conjoined, He hugged her close, like that, before kissing her neck again as they drifted off to sleep.
Luna and Zar held hands as they went back to his hearth. Glancing over at her own hearth, she saw Ruža teasing her Mate by sensuously dancing around him, naked except for her red fringed belt. Luna smiled. She often did the same thing for Thonlan. When they’d stepped across the boundary stones of the hearth, Zar bent down and drew her into a kiss. Luna stared into his deep brown eyes with her grays as they played with each other’s tongues and she fumbled with the belt of his leggings. When she got in untied, she broke off the kiss and knelt at Zar’s feet to take him in her mouth. She was able to wrap both hands around his shaft and still have enough in her mouth that she had to be careful not to gag. As she worked on him, she knew she was doing it right when he grabbed her hair and tried to pull her deeper.
He’d already pulled off his tunic when Luna felt him tense as he was about to spew. Instead, he pushed her off of him and knelt over her and kissed her as he laid her on her back. Zar began kissing his way down so he could return the favor. And after he’d licked her off several times, she gasped as he finally entered it. The Clanluna expert on 1st Rites continued to show her his skills throughout the night.
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The first woman to give birth that winter, was Ena. They named their ½ Clan son, Bren.
Uba had a Clan daughter next that Vorn named Eba.
Ruža had a son that looked Other with Broov’s Clan-brown hair and her hazel eyes. They named him Bruž.
Finally, it was Ura’s turn. When he saw his mother report to Luna that Ura had a son, Durc when to see the new child of his hearth. When he got close enough, he spotted Ura nursing a baby with Ranec’s dark brown skin!
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