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Chapter 63: Winter with the Abraxas Clan
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
“What has gotten into that girl,” complained Ayla, “making a scene at Mara’s ordination then, running off with the Đumbleđores!”
“I’m sure it has nothing to do with you,” assured Luna.
“Maybe she needs a mate” suggested Luna’s daughter, Dyondara. “I don’t want to leave our Clan, but when I become a woman, I’m going to want a man from some other Clan to move here. . . All the boys here seem too much like my brothers. Or maybe she wanted to get out from under her mother’s shadow. After all, Mariza looks just like you except for those eyes of hers.”
“Well I’m going to write her and tell her how I feel about her abandoning me!” said Ayla, “You should do the same with Mara. What’s wrong with her? Abandoning her mate and daughter?”
“It won’t do any good,” replied Luna. “But I’ll do it anyway.”
Ayla was somewhat mollified by Mariza’s reply and the news that her daughter had finally taken a mate. . . . even if it was a female one.
And Mara’s reply was polite and friendly . . . but still left Luna with a sense of unknown dread.
After getting the letter about Mariza’s son riding the Cave Bear, Zeen tried getting some of the other boys to ride too. He found that some of the boys in his Clan could also ride them and when he tested them, he found that any boy who could ride a Cave Bear could also get a reaction from a wand. This group included all of his mate’s sons old enough to shake a wand.
Winter came and it was time to resume magical training. There were, by now quite a few students. Žukić and Zišić, both sons of Zeen’s mates, were just starting out. Thonda, Luna’s daughter and Zara, Ayla’s red-haired daughter, and Ood, Iga’s son were all studying the second year material. Dyondara, Luna’s daughter and Zuna, Ayla’s daughter were studying the 4th year material. Zuna was also spend a lot of time at Wilmar’s hearth, helping him with his daughter. He hadn’t taken a mate since Mara had left him and Zuna would soon be a woman. Ayla’s daughter, Creba had mated Bren, son of Ena. And Luna’s daughter, Lena, had mated Ona’s son, Grod. Both women were studying the 6th year N.E.W.T. material. Creba was studying Care, Herbalogy, Divination, and Potions. While Luna was studying DADA, Transfiguration, Charms, Runes, and Divination. Ayla had decided to add her Medicine woman knowledge to the Weech training so that any women who completed all seven years in Herbalogy and Potions, who also be fully qualified Medicine Women. Zeen had decided, starting with the two boys, to make any Weez-ur fully trained to be a mog-ur after the seven years.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It had be a long winter of near constant blizzards. When they finally broke, Zar decided to take Grod, Groud and Zoug hunting. So they loaded up the sleigh and heading out onto the steppes. But while they were gone, another blizzard arrived. It was near morning by the time the three young men arrived at the cave.
“Where’s Zar?” asked Ayla.
“We can’t find him,” admitted Zoug. “When the blizzard struck, we tried to come back to the cave. But there was a sudden gust and Zar was blown off the sleigh. We stopped and called for him, but the snow was blowing so densely we could barely see the sleigh and wind was howling so loudly we couldn’t hear each other. Finally I decided to come back for help.
“We’ve got to go look for him!” cried Ayla.
“Ayla you can’t go out in that, you’ll die too,” said Luna, pulling her friend into a hug. “Zar knows how to take care of himself. I’m sure that once he realizes he can’t find the sleigh, he’ll look for shelter somewhere and wait out the storm.”
“But Zar!” cried Ayla.
It was 2 days later before the storm broke and the whole Clan began searching for Zar. Most went out in groups with a sleigh. But Luna, Ayla, Zeen, Iza, Creba and Lena all took their brooms and flew in different directions. Ayla flew all day searching for her mate and when night began to fall, she headed back to the cave to see if anyone else had found him. Lena was flying back over Thonlan’s group in their sleigh when she arrived.
“We found him,” said Thonlan as Ayla felt a pain grip her heart. She didn’t see Zar with the group. “We chased a pack of Hyenas away from him . . . we couldn’t find the head.”
Lena pulled Zar out of her pocket and enlarged him. When Ayla saw the headless, chewed up form of Zar with his own spear protruding from his chest she broke down and began to wail her grief. Once the others returned Luna pulled Ayla off of Zar and Zeen levitated him to the burial chamber for his funeral.
For the next several days, Ayla was almost constantly in Luna’s arms crying. Finally, Thonlan agreed to hold her long enough to for Luna to write a letter to Mariza.
“Do you want this woman to find another mate,” signed Ova.
“Why? Aren’t you happy with us?” asked Thonlan.
“Yes, you are a good mate,” admitted Ova. “but this woman thought that now that Zar is gone to the spirit world, that Ayla might want to be your 2nd mate instead of this woman.”
“There’s no reason you can’t both be mated to us,” pointed out Thonlan. “Besides, with Luna busy comforting Ayla, who’s going to Relieve my Needs.” (Thonlan winked at her) “I don’t think Ayla is worried about her place in our Clan. She won’t mind being 3rd mate to your 2nd. You have a place at my hearth, and in our hearts as long as you want one.”
Ova responded by pulling her mate into a passionate kiss. “Thank you Thonlan!”
After Zar’s funeral, and Ayla’s mating, the Boundary stones were moved slightly. Zar already had an overly large hearth as Ayla, the Medicine Woman needed a place to take care of patients. Now, Thonlan’s hearth was enlarged to also include all of the area that had formerly been Zar’s hearth.
Luna’s daughter, Dyondara became a woman, and after Wilmar performed her 1st Rites, she announced that she was going to wait and if he had done his manhood hunt, she was going to ask Ura’s son, Zeerc, to be her mate.
But then, Zuna became a woman. Ever since Mara had abandoned them, Zuna had been spending all her free time at Wilmar’s hearth helping him with Mara’s daughter, Wilmara. So after Zeen performed her 1st Rites, she approached Ayla for advice.
“Mama, I want . . . I want to . . .” stammered Zuna.
“What is it, Zuna?” asked Ayla.
“It’s just . . . that I remember what a big deal Mariza made out of it when Mara asked Wilmar to mate her . . .,” said Zuna. “But we’ve become so close this winter . . . Do you think that Mariza would mind if I asked Wilmar to be my mate?”
“Why don’t you owl her a letter and find out?” suggested Ayla.
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The next morning after setting up her Camp, Mara found an owl waiting for her with a letter from her mother. Mara’s reply was polite and friendly, She mustn’t arouse suspicion, after all.
But when Mara had come up with her grand plan for revenge, she hadn’t taken into account the sex-drives of a bunch of 14-year-old men. And since she’d established that they were all mated to her, they were constantly bugging her to Share Pleasures with them. And so, in order to have time to do anything, she had to send them to perform various tasks: gather plants, hunt, move large rocks to make a circle around the camp, etc. Through skillful manipulation, Mara/Gaea was able to make enough time for herself to brew potions.
But all that changed when the winter storms hit . . . Now she was confined to a tipi with seven randy young men. Her tactical mind recognized that this situation could easily escalate into a recreation of that terrible time when she was 10 years old. The only way she could be sure of not being Forced to Relieve their Needs was to take the initiative and be demanding for the Sharing of Pleasures. She found if she could wear them all out in a short enough span of time, she had time for brewing while they were asleep. Still . . . the situation was trying for her. And as mid-winter hit, Mara could tell that they were disappointed that they would be missing the Winter Mother Festival in their old camps. Mara/Gaea hated to waste such a precious resource. She had plans for this potion. But she had to do something to keep these boys in line.
“Tonight we are having our Mother Festival,” announced Mara/Gaea.
“But how can we do that?” asked Achillupercaliajax. “ . . . begging you pardon, Gaea. It’s just that you, the only woman and she already Share Pleasures with you.”
“Well, tonight there will be four of me,” replied Mara/Gaea as she held up 3 potion vials carved out of megaceros antler. “First we will drink the Mother Festival tea and dance. When you feel you are ready, You, Aeolusartoremus, and Sarpeyonysiseus will each drink one of these potions. They will turn you into a copy of me. You won’t have any of my powers, but you will be women. You can then chose a man to Share Pleasures with.”
The chosen three obeyed their Goddess and all of Mara/Gaea’s followers found that they enjoyed the experience.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
When the winter storms finally broke, Mara/Gaea had a serious case of cabin fever! After being cooped up in a tipi with them all winter, she needed to get away from her followers for awhile!
The Brooms Zeen had made were very unstable. Luna’s Firebolt2 was the product of centuries of broom research. Zeen may have been a charm’s prodigy, but even he had his limitations. His brooms required constant concentration to fly them, and the flyer had to be naked in order to control it. So as Mara/Gaea prepared to go flying, she shrunk down her winter clothes and put them in a bag around her neck. Her wand she tucked behind her ear after disillusioning herself. She then rubbed herself all over with a warming potion. The disillusionment charm didn’t interfere with flying, but the warming charm did.
Finally Mara kicked off and flew away from her tipi. She had just picked North as a random direction. She hadn’t expected to see old Zar trudging alone through the newly fallen snow. Mara/Gaea had not expected this at all! Still who was she to pass up an opportunity to get her vengeance of old Zar early. He might be 40 years old, but being half Clan made him look more like 60. She was still disgusted that they’d made her had an old man like him for her 1st Rites, instead of her brother, Zeen.
Mara/Gaea landed her broom in front of Zar, and quickly drew her wand. Zar saw her foot prints the instant she’d landed. But he couldn’t prevent her from silently casting a disarming charm that tore the spear out of his hands, then a silent banishing charm send the spear plunging through his chest. As Zar fell on his back, bleeding out, she silently oblivated him . . . modifying his memories so that he would remember that he had tripped and fallen on his spear.
Once she was certain that he was dead, Mara/Gaea walked over and stood on his body. A cutting curse took some time to remove the head from his body, which she then shrunk and put in her bag. She then used her wand to wipe away all the footprints before straddling her boom and taking off. As she rose into the air, she spotted a hyena approaching Zar.
(Perfect!) thought Mara/Gaea.
Chapter 63: Winter with the Abraxas Clan
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
“What has gotten into that girl,” complained Ayla, “making a scene at Mara’s ordination then, running off with the Đumbleđores!”
“I’m sure it has nothing to do with you,” assured Luna.
“Maybe she needs a mate” suggested Luna’s daughter, Dyondara. “I don’t want to leave our Clan, but when I become a woman, I’m going to want a man from some other Clan to move here. . . All the boys here seem too much like my brothers. Or maybe she wanted to get out from under her mother’s shadow. After all, Mariza looks just like you except for those eyes of hers.”
“Well I’m going to write her and tell her how I feel about her abandoning me!” said Ayla, “You should do the same with Mara. What’s wrong with her? Abandoning her mate and daughter?”
“It won’t do any good,” replied Luna. “But I’ll do it anyway.”
Ayla was somewhat mollified by Mariza’s reply and the news that her daughter had finally taken a mate. . . . even if it was a female one.
And Mara’s reply was polite and friendly . . . but still left Luna with a sense of unknown dread.
After getting the letter about Mariza’s son riding the Cave Bear, Zeen tried getting some of the other boys to ride too. He found that some of the boys in his Clan could also ride them and when he tested them, he found that any boy who could ride a Cave Bear could also get a reaction from a wand. This group included all of his mate’s sons old enough to shake a wand.
Winter came and it was time to resume magical training. There were, by now quite a few students. Žukić and Zišić, both sons of Zeen’s mates, were just starting out. Thonda, Luna’s daughter and Zara, Ayla’s red-haired daughter, and Ood, Iga’s son were all studying the second year material. Dyondara, Luna’s daughter and Zuna, Ayla’s daughter were studying the 4th year material. Zuna was also spend a lot of time at Wilmar’s hearth, helping him with his daughter. He hadn’t taken a mate since Mara had left him and Zuna would soon be a woman. Ayla’s daughter, Creba had mated Bren, son of Ena. And Luna’s daughter, Lena, had mated Ona’s son, Grod. Both women were studying the 6th year N.E.W.T. material. Creba was studying Care, Herbalogy, Divination, and Potions. While Luna was studying DADA, Transfiguration, Charms, Runes, and Divination. Ayla had decided to add her Medicine woman knowledge to the Weech training so that any women who completed all seven years in Herbalogy and Potions, who also be fully qualified Medicine Women. Zeen had decided, starting with the two boys, to make any Weez-ur fully trained to be a mog-ur after the seven years.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
It had be a long winter of near constant blizzards. When they finally broke, Zar decided to take Grod, Groud and Zoug hunting. So they loaded up the sleigh and heading out onto the steppes. But while they were gone, another blizzard arrived. It was near morning by the time the three young men arrived at the cave.
“Where’s Zar?” asked Ayla.
“We can’t find him,” admitted Zoug. “When the blizzard struck, we tried to come back to the cave. But there was a sudden gust and Zar was blown off the sleigh. We stopped and called for him, but the snow was blowing so densely we could barely see the sleigh and wind was howling so loudly we couldn’t hear each other. Finally I decided to come back for help.
“We’ve got to go look for him!” cried Ayla.
“Ayla you can’t go out in that, you’ll die too,” said Luna, pulling her friend into a hug. “Zar knows how to take care of himself. I’m sure that once he realizes he can’t find the sleigh, he’ll look for shelter somewhere and wait out the storm.”
“But Zar!” cried Ayla.
It was 2 days later before the storm broke and the whole Clan began searching for Zar. Most went out in groups with a sleigh. But Luna, Ayla, Zeen, Iza, Creba and Lena all took their brooms and flew in different directions. Ayla flew all day searching for her mate and when night began to fall, she headed back to the cave to see if anyone else had found him. Lena was flying back over Thonlan’s group in their sleigh when she arrived.
“We found him,” said Thonlan as Ayla felt a pain grip her heart. She didn’t see Zar with the group. “We chased a pack of Hyenas away from him . . . we couldn’t find the head.”
Lena pulled Zar out of her pocket and enlarged him. When Ayla saw the headless, chewed up form of Zar with his own spear protruding from his chest she broke down and began to wail her grief. Once the others returned Luna pulled Ayla off of Zar and Zeen levitated him to the burial chamber for his funeral.
For the next several days, Ayla was almost constantly in Luna’s arms crying. Finally, Thonlan agreed to hold her long enough to for Luna to write a letter to Mariza.
“Do you want this woman to find another mate,” signed Ova.
“Why? Aren’t you happy with us?” asked Thonlan.
“Yes, you are a good mate,” admitted Ova. “but this woman thought that now that Zar is gone to the spirit world, that Ayla might want to be your 2nd mate instead of this woman.”
“There’s no reason you can’t both be mated to us,” pointed out Thonlan. “Besides, with Luna busy comforting Ayla, who’s going to Relieve my Needs.” (Thonlan winked at her) “I don’t think Ayla is worried about her place in our Clan. She won’t mind being 3rd mate to your 2nd. You have a place at my hearth, and in our hearts as long as you want one.”
Ova responded by pulling her mate into a passionate kiss. “Thank you Thonlan!”
After Zar’s funeral, and Ayla’s mating, the Boundary stones were moved slightly. Zar already had an overly large hearth as Ayla, the Medicine Woman needed a place to take care of patients. Now, Thonlan’s hearth was enlarged to also include all of the area that had formerly been Zar’s hearth.
Luna’s daughter, Dyondara became a woman, and after Wilmar performed her 1st Rites, she announced that she was going to wait and if he had done his manhood hunt, she was going to ask Ura’s son, Zeerc, to be her mate.
But then, Zuna became a woman. Ever since Mara had abandoned them, Zuna had been spending all her free time at Wilmar’s hearth helping him with Mara’s daughter, Wilmara. So after Zeen performed her 1st Rites, she approached Ayla for advice.
“Mama, I want . . . I want to . . .” stammered Zuna.
“What is it, Zuna?” asked Ayla.
“It’s just . . . that I remember what a big deal Mariza made out of it when Mara asked Wilmar to mate her . . .,” said Zuna. “But we’ve become so close this winter . . . Do you think that Mariza would mind if I asked Wilmar to be my mate?”
“Why don’t you owl her a letter and find out?” suggested Ayla.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
The next morning after setting up her Camp, Mara found an owl waiting for her with a letter from her mother. Mara’s reply was polite and friendly, She mustn’t arouse suspicion, after all.
But when Mara had come up with her grand plan for revenge, she hadn’t taken into account the sex-drives of a bunch of 14-year-old men. And since she’d established that they were all mated to her, they were constantly bugging her to Share Pleasures with them. And so, in order to have time to do anything, she had to send them to perform various tasks: gather plants, hunt, move large rocks to make a circle around the camp, etc. Through skillful manipulation, Mara/Gaea was able to make enough time for herself to brew potions.
But all that changed when the winter storms hit . . . Now she was confined to a tipi with seven randy young men. Her tactical mind recognized that this situation could easily escalate into a recreation of that terrible time when she was 10 years old. The only way she could be sure of not being Forced to Relieve their Needs was to take the initiative and be demanding for the Sharing of Pleasures. She found if she could wear them all out in a short enough span of time, she had time for brewing while they were asleep. Still . . . the situation was trying for her. And as mid-winter hit, Mara could tell that they were disappointed that they would be missing the Winter Mother Festival in their old camps. Mara/Gaea hated to waste such a precious resource. She had plans for this potion. But she had to do something to keep these boys in line.
“Tonight we are having our Mother Festival,” announced Mara/Gaea.
“But how can we do that?” asked Achillupercaliajax. “ . . . begging you pardon, Gaea. It’s just that you, the only woman and she already Share Pleasures with you.”
“Well, tonight there will be four of me,” replied Mara/Gaea as she held up 3 potion vials carved out of megaceros antler. “First we will drink the Mother Festival tea and dance. When you feel you are ready, You, Aeolusartoremus, and Sarpeyonysiseus will each drink one of these potions. They will turn you into a copy of me. You won’t have any of my powers, but you will be women. You can then chose a man to Share Pleasures with.”
The chosen three obeyed their Goddess and all of Mara/Gaea’s followers found that they enjoyed the experience.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
When the winter storms finally broke, Mara/Gaea had a serious case of cabin fever! After being cooped up in a tipi with them all winter, she needed to get away from her followers for awhile!
The Brooms Zeen had made were very unstable. Luna’s Firebolt2 was the product of centuries of broom research. Zeen may have been a charm’s prodigy, but even he had his limitations. His brooms required constant concentration to fly them, and the flyer had to be naked in order to control it. So as Mara/Gaea prepared to go flying, she shrunk down her winter clothes and put them in a bag around her neck. Her wand she tucked behind her ear after disillusioning herself. She then rubbed herself all over with a warming potion. The disillusionment charm didn’t interfere with flying, but the warming charm did.
Finally Mara kicked off and flew away from her tipi. She had just picked North as a random direction. She hadn’t expected to see old Zar trudging alone through the newly fallen snow. Mara/Gaea had not expected this at all! Still who was she to pass up an opportunity to get her vengeance of old Zar early. He might be 40 years old, but being half Clan made him look more like 60. She was still disgusted that they’d made her had an old man like him for her 1st Rites, instead of her brother, Zeen.
Mara/Gaea landed her broom in front of Zar, and quickly drew her wand. Zar saw her foot prints the instant she’d landed. But he couldn’t prevent her from silently casting a disarming charm that tore the spear out of his hands, then a silent banishing charm send the spear plunging through his chest. As Zar fell on his back, bleeding out, she silently oblivated him . . . modifying his memories so that he would remember that he had tripped and fallen on his spear.
Once she was certain that he was dead, Mara/Gaea walked over and stood on his body. A cutting curse took some time to remove the head from his body, which she then shrunk and put in her bag. She then used her wand to wipe away all the footprints before straddling her boom and taking off. As she rose into the air, she spotted a hyena approaching Zar.
(Perfect!) thought Mara/Gaea.
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