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Clanluna
Chapter 75: Family Curse
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
“The infidels have been driven away!” announced Gaea. “The Clanluna looked upon your solidarity and feared. As a reward for your courage in the face of adversity, I will continue to walk amongst you, my chosen people!”
As Gaea walked into the crowd blessing people, they surged forward. She cupped the cheek of each one as she conferred her blessing. Finally, the crowd dispersed and Gaea began wandering through the Summer meeting, observing. There had been many new babies over the winter. Babies with Zeen’s gray eyes! Her potion had worked! Gaea also noticed some of the children had pointed ears. Not just Circeoniobe’s children, that had been left with her mother in Bison camp, but other children in all the camps. Obviously their mother’s totem had been defeated by the male cave-elves. Gaea would let the child cave-elves stay where they were for now.
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Zeen held his sobbing mother closely as she wailed her grief. Suddenly Ayla came tumbling out of a badly made portkey. Obviously made by Lena.
“Why didn’t you bring me with you!” protested Ayla, as she scrambled to her feet and lunged at Luna.
Zeen interposed his mother between himself and Ayla so she could pull her into a hug. Luna clutched her tightly as she continued to sob.
Having extricated himself, Zeen apparated back the Clanluna Summer Gathering to announce that he had Death Cursed Mara. Ayla had things with Luna well in hand.
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After several hours, Ayla was finally able to stop Luna’s tears with a kiss. For the next three days the couple were nearly constantly Sharing Pleasures, only stopping to eat, use the trench or sleep in each other’s arms. They were having a sort of 2nd honeymoon. It was like when they first became lovers when they were young. But really, they were still young. After two decades, they both still looked 20 years old. At 42, Luna had started aging again, so she looked 21. But Ayla still looked and felt the same as she did when she was 20. When they finally became physically satiated, they still clung to each other and spent two more days in each other’s arms before Zeen came back for them.
Pop!
Zeen apparated into the cave. Ayla was sitting by the fire, Luna nakedly curled up in her lap as Ayla hugged her.
“I think it’s time you two came back to the Summer Gathering,” said Zeen. “It’s been five days!”
“I suppose you’re right,” replied Luna, who gave Ayla a quick kiss and arose to look for her summer-dress. “After all, she can’t lure me away to go ‘hunting’ unless we’re already at the Summer Gathering.”
Ayla blushed as Luna gave her a wink and tossed her, her wrap. While Ayla found the breast support and pockets of her summer-dress to be useful for actual hunting, at all other times in the summer heat, Ayla preferred to wear a wrap around her hips like a Clan woman. She was the only woman who still dressed this way outside of a few members of the Flanel Clan.
Luna pulled her summer-dress over her head then helped Ayla tie her wrap on. She returned the favor by pulling the ties of Luna’s summer dress so it would be tight and support her. Now that they were dressed, Luna asked Zeen:
“Could you make us a portkey? Yours are so much smoother than mine.”
Zeen summoned a bit of leather, silently created a portkey and tossed it to her. As Ayla reached to grasp the portkey, Luna pulled her wand from behind her ear and activated it. When the portkey stopped spinning, the women were in Luna’s tipi at the Summer Gathering.
“About time you got here,” said Thonda. “What took you so long?”
“I was too upset about your sister to face the others,” said Luna, as she squeezed Ayla’s hand. “I’m feeling better now. Don’t I feel better now, Ayla?”
“Yes, you do feel good to me,” replied Ayla. “So . . . would you like to go ‘hunting’?”
“Yes, that would be fun,” replied Luna. “Do I need to bring my bow?”
“No, I don’t think so,” replied Ayla. “But I’ll have my sling so we can bring something back.”
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Late in the summer, the leadership of the various clans had gotten together to discuss the future of the Clanluna.
“We’ve grown more than large enough for another centaur herd,” observed Ekwus. “But Atturous has another idea. The Abraxas and Đűmbleđore Clans are nearing hiving size also. He’d like to form a mixed Clan from the members of several Clans.”
“Well I think I want to reserve the Hufflepuff name for Mariza’s Clan when they decide to join us,” observed Luna. “Can you believe that she’s become Leader of her own Clan?”
“I was surprised as you,” replied Ayla. “Mariza says she wasn’t expecting it either. The old Leader just out-of-the-blue stepped down and appointed her Leader of Zorg’s Clan.”
“A new Clan would need a new clanluna,” signed Iga. “Next summer will be a busy one too. There are a great many girls and boys about to become young men and women. This Clanluna thinks that Ina is ready to become a full clanluna. That will give the Đűmbleđores three of them. Ina or Đučaviča could be clanluna of this new Clan.”
“Mariza’s experience has made me think . . .” began Ayla. “What would you think of teaching all the Weeches and Weez-Urs enough so that if they needed to, they could become clanlunae? Would you be willing to teach this as a magical class?”
Iga’s face took on a panicked look before she turned to Luna and began frantically waving:
“Pleasedon’ttakethisawayfromme!I’vetriedtobeagoodservant,myGoddess,butit’sallI’vegottohanddowntomychildren!Please!Pleasedon’ttakeitaway!”
“Iga, slow down, I can’t understand you!” protested Luna.
Iga paused a moment to collect herself and tried again:
“This Clanluna has perhaps given all of you the wrong idea about what it means to be One-who-Serves-the-Mother,” signed Iga. “Amongst this Clanluna’s first people, the Sungaea, the Ones-who-Serve-the-Mother have different specialties. One might be good at healing, another might be good at finding game for hunting. This Clanluna’s specialties are Mushrooms and Pleasures. But ever since this Clanluna first became the Clanluna, she has seen Weeches become more and more able to do things that would normally be done by the Ones-who-Serve-the-Mother. Why learn to be a good healer, when a Weech can just make a potion that you can keep on hand until needed? Why learn to become a seeker of game, when a Weech can just look into your crystal ball or tea leaves or do a geomantic reading to find the animals? Ayla has learned all this Clanluna knows about mushrooms and incorporated it in her Potions knowledge. I’ve been teaching my children to follow in my footsteps . . . but Pleasures are all I have left! That’s the real reason Griga’s and Ina’s and Wilmar’s specialites as clanlunae are Pleasures. If Weeches become clanlunae, what will my children do?”
“Okay, Iga, we’ll hold off on that,” soothed Luna. “Besides, you taught one of my daughters already, and look what she did with it.”
Luna wiped a tear from her eye.
“This brings up another issue,” said Zeen. “If we’re no longer trading with the Sungaea, we need to establish our own trading network. Atturous’ new Clan will be moving to a cave that is to the south, near Clan territory. And Grod is interested in becoming a trader. He’ll organize the trading of Mammutoi furs to be tanned by the Clans.”
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Luna and Ayla continued their 2nd Honeymoon, much the annoyance of their older daughters, Thonda and Zara, on whom the burden of child care fell. But they weren’t the only ones to have objections to the way the two women were acting . . .
“Luna, would you like to go Hunting?” asked Thonlan, with a worried look on his face.
Luna gazed at him dreamily for a few minutes before saying: “Okay. Just let me finish feeding Khonša.”
Once the baby was done nursing, she pulled up her summer-dress and re-tied it. She then pulled her wand from behind her ear and shrank one of her sleeping furs that she then, placed in the pocket. Thonlan followed her as she went by Ayla’s tipi and left her youngest daughter in the co-mate’s care. When she stepped out of the tipi, Luna gave Thonlan a Mona Lisa smile and said “All ready now.”
Thonlan said nothing as he led her out of the Summer Gathering and into the forest. Then had barely gotten out of earshot when Thonlan turned to look at her. His frown had deepened.
“Yes this does look like a good place,” mused Luna, as she pulled the sleeping fur out of her pocket, waved her wand to enlarge it and spread it on the ground.
“Luna I think we need to talk,” said Thonlan, as Luna untied the ties of her summer-dress. “I’ve seen the way you and Ayla have been with each other and I’m happy that you’re so happy together . . . it’s just that I don’t want to be in the way . . . WOULD YOU STOP AND LISTEN TO ME!”
Luna was pulling her loosened summer-dress over her head as she knelt on the sleeping fur. His tone got her attention. She held her dress protectively in front of her naked body as she asked:
“Thonlan, what’s wrong?”
“ . . . I want you to be happy. . . and lately, I’ve begun to realize that you no longer need me to make you happy. . . . I should be dead anyway . . . If you’d like to send me back to the spirit world, I’ll understand. . .”
Luna stared at a point over his shoulder for a long time as the tears began flowing down her cheeks. Finally, she spoke up and said: “. . . is that what you want?”
“No, . . . I just don’t want to be in the way,” replied Thonlan. “If you’d rather, Ova and I can move to another hearth. . . . But I think we should stop Sharing Pleasures for awhile. I want you to be happy. Be happy with Ayla.”
“no, stay,” sobbed Luna. “I- . . . I want you and Ova to stay at our hearth . . . I’m sorry I neglected you. . . but if you don’t want to Share Pleasures with me any more I will respect your wishes.”
Luna let her dress drop, revealing her naked body, raised her hands over her head and folder them back so she was holding the back of her neck. “But if you change your mind, this awaits your Pleasure.”
Luna began sobbing as Thonlan walked away. She was still sobbing, curled into a ball when she felt a hand touch her bare back. Looking up, she saw Ayla kneeling beside her. Reaching up, Luna pulled Ayla on top of her and hugged her tightly. When she finally released her, Ayla pulled back and leaned in to kiss Luna, tenderly. Luna kissed back fiercely and forced her tongue into Ayla’s mouth as her hands slid down to untie Ayla’s wrap . . .
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After the Summer Gathering, Luna bid her daughter farewell. Lena was going to be a member of the new Imago Clan.
Autumn was busily spent gathering the harvest for the magical garden, and the wild plants that grew in the forest and on the steppes. Luna and Ayla delivered their daughters (both conceived by Thonlan before her stopped Sharing Pleasures with them) and had recovered by the time the Winter Mother Festival occurred. No one in Abraxas Clan was surprised that Luna and Ayla picked each other for the Mother Festival. And at the Peak of their Pleasures, both women had visions. For Luna this was nothing new. But Ayla didn’t usually have visions during the Mother Festival.
Ayla saw the past . . . Luna’s past . . . Luna had told her about the time that Luna was Forced without any 1st Rites by a Deatheater. Ayla seethed with rage as she watched the man in the white mask and black robe abuse Luna. But after he was done, the vision followed him, not Luna. After he left her, he went into another room where there was a cauldron and other potions equipment. It was a fully stocked potions lab! Ayla watched him lift his robe and pull out his organ. He carefully removed some of Luna’s blood from his organ and placed it in the potion he was brewing. Once that was done, he replaced his clothes and took of his mask. He was a greasy haired man with dark hair. He kept working on the potion and paused periodically to take notes. Ayla recognized that he was conducting some sort of experiment. He was trying to use Luna’s blood to administer some sort of Dark Curse on Luna via the potion. Ayla was not good enough at Defence Against the Dark Arts to recognize the Curse. But she could tell that he hoped that through Luna’s blood, the Curse might be passed on to her descendants.
The next morning, Ayla told Luna of her vision.
“Let’s see what Zeen thinks of it,” said Luna, as she led Ayla to Zeen’s hearth. “Zeen, Ayla thinks there might be some sort of Dark Curse on me, in my blood. Can you check?”
Her son pulled out his wand and began scanning, his brow crinkled in concentration.
“She’s right, there is some sort of Curse on your blood!” exclaimed Zeen. “I can’t tell what kind it is though.”
“Ayla thinks it might be made to affect my descendants,” stated Luna. “I’ll scan you. . . . No, nothing on you. Let’s check your sisters.”
Luna and Zeen checked all of Luna’s daughters in the cave and made plans to check Lena next Summer. Mara was not available to be checked. And no one thought to check the grandchildren. So Wilmara, the oldest daughter of Luna’s oldest daughter was never checked . . .
Zeen was unable to identify or break the curse, but promised her, he would keep trying.
Dragon Camp of the Sungaea
Gaea – (19) Spirit Other, (dirty blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) formerly Mara, Luna’s Daughter, clanluna, Weech, Wilmar’s ex-Mate, living Goddess of the Sungaea, Head of Dragon Camp. Clan-Death-Cursed
---Aeolusartoremus (15) – son of Casandrathenalepo of Bison camp
---Sarpedyonysiseus (15) – Son of Ariadneris of the Megaceros Camp
---Achillupercaliajax (15) – Son of Peneloperiseres of Smilidon Camp
---Hectoparisiam (15) – son of Medeathenaurora of Reindeer camp.
---Hephestusetusargon (15) – son of Hestiathenariade of Onanger camp
---Perseusiriusulla (15) son of Casandrathenaris of Wooly Rhino Camp
--- Hadeservisylla (15) – son of Electraliopekate of Hyena Camp
Antigonerissulla (19) – daughter of Aurorauroraurora of Bison Camp
------Iokastandromedapraxis (3) daughter of Antigonerissulla
------Kreonarcicusarpedon (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Antigonerissulla, Weez-ur
Sirenepthysyla (21) – daughter of Siresireniobe of Smilondon Camp
------Europagripatria (6) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Hermioneuredycevadne (2) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Priamidaseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Sirenepthysyla, Weez-ur
Hestiathenaurora (14) – daughter of Alchmenegia Sungaea of Megaceros Camp
------Nestorheusylvanus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hestiathenaurora, Weez-ur
Lethanealmathea (19) – daughter of Letaineiasalmathea of Reindeer camp
------Proteusargonestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Lethanealmathea, Weez-ur
Hypolytalialeepa (24) – daughter of Heracanthaegle of Wooly Rhino Camp
------Ganymedeosenyo (9) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Daphneoselenadrastos (5) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Herorionestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hypolytalialeepa, Weez-ur
Medusanemonaeola (22) – daughter of Melpomenevandne of Hyena Camp
------Megaeradraeriaegla (7) daughter of Medusanemonaeola
------Menelauseuseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Medusanemonaeola, Weez-ur
--------- (17) - Cave elf, Son of Onanger Camp
--------- (19) - Cave elf, Son of Megaceros Camp
--------- (20) – Cave elf, Son of Reindeer Camp.
--------- Perzeusolon (37) – cave-elf, Son of Smilodon Camp, sees Ayla every year (Golden blonde hair, sea blue eyes)
---------Circeoniobe (20) – cave-elf, daughter of Medeariadneris the sungaea
Of Bison Camp, former redfoot
Chapter 75: Family Curse
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
“The infidels have been driven away!” announced Gaea. “The Clanluna looked upon your solidarity and feared. As a reward for your courage in the face of adversity, I will continue to walk amongst you, my chosen people!”
As Gaea walked into the crowd blessing people, they surged forward. She cupped the cheek of each one as she conferred her blessing. Finally, the crowd dispersed and Gaea began wandering through the Summer meeting, observing. There had been many new babies over the winter. Babies with Zeen’s gray eyes! Her potion had worked! Gaea also noticed some of the children had pointed ears. Not just Circeoniobe’s children, that had been left with her mother in Bison camp, but other children in all the camps. Obviously their mother’s totem had been defeated by the male cave-elves. Gaea would let the child cave-elves stay where they were for now.
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Zeen held his sobbing mother closely as she wailed her grief. Suddenly Ayla came tumbling out of a badly made portkey. Obviously made by Lena.
“Why didn’t you bring me with you!” protested Ayla, as she scrambled to her feet and lunged at Luna.
Zeen interposed his mother between himself and Ayla so she could pull her into a hug. Luna clutched her tightly as she continued to sob.
Having extricated himself, Zeen apparated back the Clanluna Summer Gathering to announce that he had Death Cursed Mara. Ayla had things with Luna well in hand.
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After several hours, Ayla was finally able to stop Luna’s tears with a kiss. For the next three days the couple were nearly constantly Sharing Pleasures, only stopping to eat, use the trench or sleep in each other’s arms. They were having a sort of 2nd honeymoon. It was like when they first became lovers when they were young. But really, they were still young. After two decades, they both still looked 20 years old. At 42, Luna had started aging again, so she looked 21. But Ayla still looked and felt the same as she did when she was 20. When they finally became physically satiated, they still clung to each other and spent two more days in each other’s arms before Zeen came back for them.
Pop!
Zeen apparated into the cave. Ayla was sitting by the fire, Luna nakedly curled up in her lap as Ayla hugged her.
“I think it’s time you two came back to the Summer Gathering,” said Zeen. “It’s been five days!”
“I suppose you’re right,” replied Luna, who gave Ayla a quick kiss and arose to look for her summer-dress. “After all, she can’t lure me away to go ‘hunting’ unless we’re already at the Summer Gathering.”
Ayla blushed as Luna gave her a wink and tossed her, her wrap. While Ayla found the breast support and pockets of her summer-dress to be useful for actual hunting, at all other times in the summer heat, Ayla preferred to wear a wrap around her hips like a Clan woman. She was the only woman who still dressed this way outside of a few members of the Flanel Clan.
Luna pulled her summer-dress over her head then helped Ayla tie her wrap on. She returned the favor by pulling the ties of Luna’s summer dress so it would be tight and support her. Now that they were dressed, Luna asked Zeen:
“Could you make us a portkey? Yours are so much smoother than mine.”
Zeen summoned a bit of leather, silently created a portkey and tossed it to her. As Ayla reached to grasp the portkey, Luna pulled her wand from behind her ear and activated it. When the portkey stopped spinning, the women were in Luna’s tipi at the Summer Gathering.
“About time you got here,” said Thonda. “What took you so long?”
“I was too upset about your sister to face the others,” said Luna, as she squeezed Ayla’s hand. “I’m feeling better now. Don’t I feel better now, Ayla?”
“Yes, you do feel good to me,” replied Ayla. “So . . . would you like to go ‘hunting’?”
“Yes, that would be fun,” replied Luna. “Do I need to bring my bow?”
“No, I don’t think so,” replied Ayla. “But I’ll have my sling so we can bring something back.”
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Late in the summer, the leadership of the various clans had gotten together to discuss the future of the Clanluna.
“We’ve grown more than large enough for another centaur herd,” observed Ekwus. “But Atturous has another idea. The Abraxas and Đűmbleđore Clans are nearing hiving size also. He’d like to form a mixed Clan from the members of several Clans.”
“Well I think I want to reserve the Hufflepuff name for Mariza’s Clan when they decide to join us,” observed Luna. “Can you believe that she’s become Leader of her own Clan?”
“I was surprised as you,” replied Ayla. “Mariza says she wasn’t expecting it either. The old Leader just out-of-the-blue stepped down and appointed her Leader of Zorg’s Clan.”
“A new Clan would need a new clanluna,” signed Iga. “Next summer will be a busy one too. There are a great many girls and boys about to become young men and women. This Clanluna thinks that Ina is ready to become a full clanluna. That will give the Đűmbleđores three of them. Ina or Đučaviča could be clanluna of this new Clan.”
“Mariza’s experience has made me think . . .” began Ayla. “What would you think of teaching all the Weeches and Weez-Urs enough so that if they needed to, they could become clanlunae? Would you be willing to teach this as a magical class?”
Iga’s face took on a panicked look before she turned to Luna and began frantically waving:
“Pleasedon’ttakethisawayfromme!I’vetriedtobeagoodservant,myGoddess,butit’sallI’vegottohanddowntomychildren!Please!Pleasedon’ttakeitaway!”
“Iga, slow down, I can’t understand you!” protested Luna.
Iga paused a moment to collect herself and tried again:
“This Clanluna has perhaps given all of you the wrong idea about what it means to be One-who-Serves-the-Mother,” signed Iga. “Amongst this Clanluna’s first people, the Sungaea, the Ones-who-Serve-the-Mother have different specialties. One might be good at healing, another might be good at finding game for hunting. This Clanluna’s specialties are Mushrooms and Pleasures. But ever since this Clanluna first became the Clanluna, she has seen Weeches become more and more able to do things that would normally be done by the Ones-who-Serve-the-Mother. Why learn to be a good healer, when a Weech can just make a potion that you can keep on hand until needed? Why learn to become a seeker of game, when a Weech can just look into your crystal ball or tea leaves or do a geomantic reading to find the animals? Ayla has learned all this Clanluna knows about mushrooms and incorporated it in her Potions knowledge. I’ve been teaching my children to follow in my footsteps . . . but Pleasures are all I have left! That’s the real reason Griga’s and Ina’s and Wilmar’s specialites as clanlunae are Pleasures. If Weeches become clanlunae, what will my children do?”
“Okay, Iga, we’ll hold off on that,” soothed Luna. “Besides, you taught one of my daughters already, and look what she did with it.”
Luna wiped a tear from her eye.
“This brings up another issue,” said Zeen. “If we’re no longer trading with the Sungaea, we need to establish our own trading network. Atturous’ new Clan will be moving to a cave that is to the south, near Clan territory. And Grod is interested in becoming a trader. He’ll organize the trading of Mammutoi furs to be tanned by the Clans.”
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Luna and Ayla continued their 2nd Honeymoon, much the annoyance of their older daughters, Thonda and Zara, on whom the burden of child care fell. But they weren’t the only ones to have objections to the way the two women were acting . . .
“Luna, would you like to go Hunting?” asked Thonlan, with a worried look on his face.
Luna gazed at him dreamily for a few minutes before saying: “Okay. Just let me finish feeding Khonša.”
Once the baby was done nursing, she pulled up her summer-dress and re-tied it. She then pulled her wand from behind her ear and shrank one of her sleeping furs that she then, placed in the pocket. Thonlan followed her as she went by Ayla’s tipi and left her youngest daughter in the co-mate’s care. When she stepped out of the tipi, Luna gave Thonlan a Mona Lisa smile and said “All ready now.”
Thonlan said nothing as he led her out of the Summer Gathering and into the forest. Then had barely gotten out of earshot when Thonlan turned to look at her. His frown had deepened.
“Yes this does look like a good place,” mused Luna, as she pulled the sleeping fur out of her pocket, waved her wand to enlarge it and spread it on the ground.
“Luna I think we need to talk,” said Thonlan, as Luna untied the ties of her summer-dress. “I’ve seen the way you and Ayla have been with each other and I’m happy that you’re so happy together . . . it’s just that I don’t want to be in the way . . . WOULD YOU STOP AND LISTEN TO ME!”
Luna was pulling her loosened summer-dress over her head as she knelt on the sleeping fur. His tone got her attention. She held her dress protectively in front of her naked body as she asked:
“Thonlan, what’s wrong?”
“ . . . I want you to be happy. . . and lately, I’ve begun to realize that you no longer need me to make you happy. . . . I should be dead anyway . . . If you’d like to send me back to the spirit world, I’ll understand. . .”
Luna stared at a point over his shoulder for a long time as the tears began flowing down her cheeks. Finally, she spoke up and said: “. . . is that what you want?”
“No, . . . I just don’t want to be in the way,” replied Thonlan. “If you’d rather, Ova and I can move to another hearth. . . . But I think we should stop Sharing Pleasures for awhile. I want you to be happy. Be happy with Ayla.”
“no, stay,” sobbed Luna. “I- . . . I want you and Ova to stay at our hearth . . . I’m sorry I neglected you. . . but if you don’t want to Share Pleasures with me any more I will respect your wishes.”
Luna let her dress drop, revealing her naked body, raised her hands over her head and folder them back so she was holding the back of her neck. “But if you change your mind, this awaits your Pleasure.”
Luna began sobbing as Thonlan walked away. She was still sobbing, curled into a ball when she felt a hand touch her bare back. Looking up, she saw Ayla kneeling beside her. Reaching up, Luna pulled Ayla on top of her and hugged her tightly. When she finally released her, Ayla pulled back and leaned in to kiss Luna, tenderly. Luna kissed back fiercely and forced her tongue into Ayla’s mouth as her hands slid down to untie Ayla’s wrap . . .
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After the Summer Gathering, Luna bid her daughter farewell. Lena was going to be a member of the new Imago Clan.
Autumn was busily spent gathering the harvest for the magical garden, and the wild plants that grew in the forest and on the steppes. Luna and Ayla delivered their daughters (both conceived by Thonlan before her stopped Sharing Pleasures with them) and had recovered by the time the Winter Mother Festival occurred. No one in Abraxas Clan was surprised that Luna and Ayla picked each other for the Mother Festival. And at the Peak of their Pleasures, both women had visions. For Luna this was nothing new. But Ayla didn’t usually have visions during the Mother Festival.
Ayla saw the past . . . Luna’s past . . . Luna had told her about the time that Luna was Forced without any 1st Rites by a Deatheater. Ayla seethed with rage as she watched the man in the white mask and black robe abuse Luna. But after he was done, the vision followed him, not Luna. After he left her, he went into another room where there was a cauldron and other potions equipment. It was a fully stocked potions lab! Ayla watched him lift his robe and pull out his organ. He carefully removed some of Luna’s blood from his organ and placed it in the potion he was brewing. Once that was done, he replaced his clothes and took of his mask. He was a greasy haired man with dark hair. He kept working on the potion and paused periodically to take notes. Ayla recognized that he was conducting some sort of experiment. He was trying to use Luna’s blood to administer some sort of Dark Curse on Luna via the potion. Ayla was not good enough at Defence Against the Dark Arts to recognize the Curse. But she could tell that he hoped that through Luna’s blood, the Curse might be passed on to her descendants.
The next morning, Ayla told Luna of her vision.
“Let’s see what Zeen thinks of it,” said Luna, as she led Ayla to Zeen’s hearth. “Zeen, Ayla thinks there might be some sort of Dark Curse on me, in my blood. Can you check?”
Her son pulled out his wand and began scanning, his brow crinkled in concentration.
“She’s right, there is some sort of Curse on your blood!” exclaimed Zeen. “I can’t tell what kind it is though.”
“Ayla thinks it might be made to affect my descendants,” stated Luna. “I’ll scan you. . . . No, nothing on you. Let’s check your sisters.”
Luna and Zeen checked all of Luna’s daughters in the cave and made plans to check Lena next Summer. Mara was not available to be checked. And no one thought to check the grandchildren. So Wilmara, the oldest daughter of Luna’s oldest daughter was never checked . . .
Zeen was unable to identify or break the curse, but promised her, he would keep trying.
Dragon Camp of the Sungaea
Gaea – (19) Spirit Other, (dirty blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) formerly Mara, Luna’s Daughter, clanluna, Weech, Wilmar’s ex-Mate, living Goddess of the Sungaea, Head of Dragon Camp. Clan-Death-Cursed
---Aeolusartoremus (15) – son of Casandrathenalepo of Bison camp
---Sarpedyonysiseus (15) – Son of Ariadneris of the Megaceros Camp
---Achillupercaliajax (15) – Son of Peneloperiseres of Smilidon Camp
---Hectoparisiam (15) – son of Medeathenaurora of Reindeer camp.
---Hephestusetusargon (15) – son of Hestiathenariade of Onanger camp
---Perseusiriusulla (15) son of Casandrathenaris of Wooly Rhino Camp
--- Hadeservisylla (15) – son of Electraliopekate of Hyena Camp
Antigonerissulla (19) – daughter of Aurorauroraurora of Bison Camp
------Iokastandromedapraxis (3) daughter of Antigonerissulla
------Kreonarcicusarpedon (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Antigonerissulla, Weez-ur
Sirenepthysyla (21) – daughter of Siresireniobe of Smilondon Camp
------Europagripatria (6) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Hermioneuredycevadne (2) daughter of Sirenepthysyla
------Priamidaseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Sirenepthysyla, Weez-ur
Hestiathenaurora (14) – daughter of Alchmenegia Sungaea of Megaceros Camp
------Nestorheusylvanus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hestiathenaurora, Weez-ur
Lethanealmathea (19) – daughter of Letaineiasalmathea of Reindeer camp
------Proteusargonestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Lethanealmathea, Weez-ur
Hypolytalialeepa (24) – daughter of Heracanthaegle of Wooly Rhino Camp
------Ganymedeosenyo (9) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Daphneoselenadrastos (5) daughter of Hypolytalialeepa
------Herorionestor (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hypolytalialeepa, Weez-ur
Medusanemonaeola (22) – daughter of Melpomenevandne of Hyena Camp
------Megaeradraeriaegla (7) daughter of Medusanemonaeola
------Menelauseuseus (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Medusanemonaeola, Weez-ur
--------- (17) - Cave elf, Son of Onanger Camp
--------- (19) - Cave elf, Son of Megaceros Camp
--------- (20) – Cave elf, Son of Reindeer Camp.
--------- Perzeusolon (37) – cave-elf, Son of Smilodon Camp, sees Ayla every year (Golden blonde hair, sea blue eyes)
---------Circeoniobe (20) – cave-elf, daughter of Medeariadneris the sungaea
Of Bison Camp, former redfoot
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