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Chapter 130: We’re people, not just talking animals.
We’re people, not just talking animals.
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Clanluna
Chapter 130: We’re people, not just talking animals.
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Želže of the Gaunt Clan of the Clanluna awoke and looked around the cave. It was still warm, so the centaurs were still sleeping outside with the unicorns. This made their cave look very empty. Only the Humans of the clan were present. At her hearth, this was herself and her children. Her mate, Rosen was outside with his other mate: Oryx and the other unicorns.
Moković was the only human with his own hearth. His mate was the ½ Clan daughter of Iga, Brouda. They had two sons and a daughter.
The only other occupied hearths were Tangle’s. He was mated to Želže’s daughter: Žoša, who now had a daughter of her own. And the hearth where Moudaća, daughter of Brouda lived with her centaur mate.
Želže stretched and went out to the trench, picking a few berries as she returned. Back at her hearth, she found some hot ashes and used them to revive the fire. Once the fire was going, she heated rocks to dip in a bowl of water where she brewed a morning tea for her family. Once the tea was done, she heated more stones to re-heat last night’s stew for breakfast. One by one her children awoke. They were all back from the trench by the time Želže’s mate, Rosen and his other mate, Oryx came trotting in.
“Good morning, love,” said Rosen, as he kissed Želže, and Oryx knickered a greeting.
Sharing her mate with a unicorn was a bit odd. Although Oryx looked just like a horse, with the exception of her horn, she was as intelligent as any human being. But she didn’t contribute anything to the hearth, nor did she use anything. She slept and ate outside. The only thing she did give and take from the other members of Rosen’s Hearth was love. She doted on Želže’s daughters and even watched them when Želže need to go hunting or gathering without her children. Oryx had let all of Želže’s daughters ride her until they became women, and even let Želže touch her.
“Good morning, my stallion, how was your star-gazing last night?” replied Želže.
Although all of the centaurs liked to look at the stars, Rosen, being the clan’s clanluna spent more time staring at the stars than was usual for centaurs.
“It was quite productive,” replied Rosen. “All of us have been quite excited since last summer. It may have been a great tragedy, but the aftermath was quite a revelation! That we were able to see the spirit . . . . I think one of the sphinxes I spoke to before we left the Summer Gathering helped me understand just why this is such a big deal for us. We centaurs, like the unicorns and sphinxes have never quite been able to shake the feeling that we’re just animals. Seeing the Spirit of the Dark Lady after she died made us realize that we’re people too. And spending the summer with Mariza and her mates, hearing what all she accomplished without a wand, made us wonder if we should more seriously study magic. We’re even thinking of building a stone circle like Mariza’s.”
“Yes, it must be great to know that you’re a person because you can see spirits,” groused Želže, who as a muggle, was unable to see the Spirit of Mara.
Oryx rubbed against Želže in sympathy for a moment before Rosen realized just why the unicorn was comforting her.
“Oh Želže . . . I’m sorry! I didn’t mean-“ appoligized Rosen before Želže cut him off.
“It’s fine. I understand what you mean and I’m happy for you,” replied Želže.
“Are you certain?” asked Rosen.
“Tell you what,” said Želže. “Why don’t you make it up to me by ‘giving me a ride’ this afternoon.”
“If you like,” replied Rosen with a smile of anticipation.
‘Give her a ride’ was the woman/centaur version of going ‘hunting’. The centaurs didn’t have Needs all the time like humans did. Most centaurs only Shared Pleasures once a year, in the Spring, when the unicorns went into Heat. And most years, Želže would have herself transfigured into a unicorn so she could Share with any centaur that wanted her. The intensity of the experience was a hundred times stronger than human Pleasures. But being human, Želže had Needs other times of the year too. In the summer, she’d Share with one of the men in one of the other clans. The rest of the year, Moković was available if she needed him. But about once a moon, Želže would ask Rosen to Relieve her Need.
The women and centaurs of the clan spent the morning gathering plants. Most of the centaurs didn’t have a human mate. And so, for them there were no women’s tasks or men’s tasks. There were only centaur tasks. Centaurs gathered their own plants, hunted their own game, cooked their own food and sewed their own clothes. Although the human parts of a centaur were no more vulnerable to cold than the horse parts. They were still more comfortable if they wore tunics, parkas and mittens over their human parts in the winter, with a large fur draped over their back.
After their family had finished lunch, Želže turned to Rosen and said: “Are you ready to “give me a ride?”
Rosen smiled and pulled her to her feet before bending to give her a kiss. He held her head with both hands as he kissed her deeply. Želže hummed with pleasure as he pulled her close and caressed her tongue with his. As they kissed he worked his hands down until he’d cupped her rear in his hands and started to lift her off her feet.
“Eeeww!” said Žoraja.
“Let me take these off first, I want to feel you against my skin,” said Želže, after breaking the kiss to shed her boots and leggings. Her tunic was long enough to be a summer dress. “Can you help Oryx watch the children?”
“Yes mother,” replied Žoraja, as the unicorn nodded her head.
“Thanks” said Želže, as she climbed up on the centaur’s horse back.
He had already shed his tunic, so Želže was able to feel the bare skin of his chest as she wrapped her arms around him leaning forward, so that the bump on one of the vertebra of his horse back was between her folds allowing her to squeeze her Pleasure knob between his bone and hers as she bounced up and down while her ran. Želže galloped off as she moaned in his ear.
“Let’s . . . Let’s go back . . .” moaned Želže, after good long ride.
Rosen turned back and headed back towards the cave until they came to the large rock that they often used when she got this excited. She climbed around and sat on the rock while her mate kissed and caressed and coaxed her out of her tunic.
Želže lay back on the edge of the rock as Rosen licked her until her Need was relieved. Sometimes this was enough for her. But other times, like this one, she wanted more.
Želže hopped down from the rock. Although he didn’t ordinarily have Needs outside of the Spring Heat, if she coaxed and stroked him enough, she could make him able to Share with her. She had been a little hesitant to do this when they had first been mated. But by now, in spite of the resemblance that part of him had to a horse, she had learned to see him as a person and her mate. Once he was ready, Želže climbed back on the rock and knelt like a clan women so her could enter her from behind. He very slowly slid into her until he had just barely touched her cervix. Then, slowly, he pulled out a little and thrust back in. He gradually speeded up his pace as he trust. She couldn’t take him all in. But she stretched as they Shared until she could take more as they continued.
His front legs were standing on either side of her head. And when she thought she’d had enough, she rubbed his front leg with her hand. This was his signal to stop.
Rosen slowed his pace to a stop, then, gradually pulled out of her.
“I want to finish you,” said Želže, as she rolled over and slid off the rock to squat under him so could kiss the tip of his organ, while stroking it until he climaxed all over her. She stayed down there until he had softened, then came around from to kiss him once more.
“You, my dear, are a mess!” said Rosen.
“Perhaps a swim is in order?” suggested Želže, as he mate nodded.
In the river they washed the goo off of each other before returning to retrieve Želže’s tunic, then riding back to the cave.
“I’m thinking about starting a magical herb garden,” said Rosen.
“Really? I’d love a garden,” agreed Želže.
“As I understand it, a magical garden will not grow as well if someone without magic tends it,” admitted Rosen. “But you could grow a separate muggle garden if you want. To tell the truth, I was just going to plant a few perennials that I wouldn’t have to tend. . . . for potion ingredients. I want to learn more about potions too.”
“Oh, I see,” groused Želže. Sometimes she hated not having magic.
Throughout the autumn, the humans and centaurs of the clan harvested the fall plants and hunted game. Winter came, and Želže started work on making things for winter, and trade goods for next summer. This clan had no mog-ur, so there were no Men’s Ceremonies. And there were no Women’s Ceremonies either. They did have a small Winter Mother festival for the humans. But there were four women and Moković was the only man. Želže ended up spending the night with Moudaća.
Spring came. Želže and Rosen planted separate gardens so that her muggleness wouldn’t contaminate his potion ingredients.
Soon it was time to attend the Summer Gathering.
“Would you like this bison?” asked Kreoncle, Androsphinx Leader of the Kettleburn Clan of the Clanluna.
“Yes, Thank you very much!” replied Larnura. “Leltura! Varnura! Help me with this!”
Larnura and her daughters got to work butchering the bison. They were the only humans in this clan. Larnura had been placed in this clan as punishment for her attempted coup against Mariza’s Hufflepuff Clan and as therapy to help her heal the damage done to her by her first people, the Vanthonoi. Everyone else in the clan was a sphinx, a cave lion with the head of a human that spoke only in questions. The clan also had domesticated animals of a sort. Displacer-beasts were dark blue smilodons with four tentacles growing from their backs. There was a magical optical illusion of sorts that made them appear a short distance from their actual location. Although the sphinxes didn’t have hands, the displacer-beasts with their tentacles, had slightly more manual dexterity than the sphinxes. And so were often coaxed into manipulating objects for the sphinxes. And now that Larnura and her children were members of the clan, they were called on for the really fine motor tasks that needed doing. But for the most part, the sphinxes lived like animals. Only Larnura and her children sewed hides or made tools or fires or cooked food on them. And so, the occasional carcass had to be set aside for the humans of the clan. It could be a lonely life. Since they had been here, one of Larnura’s daughters had come of age and mated into another clan.
But talking with the sphinxes had helped her come to terms with the wrongness of the values she had been raised with, the values she had taught others as her original people’s Vanthon, One-who-Serves-the-Mother. Last summer, she had approached another woman who had been born into her people but had made the transition to the clanluna so thoroughly that she was actually mated to the Great Mother walking the Earth in her Mariza Guise. Vezava had been receptive to her desire to become a clanmariza. Larnura had spent the summer learning from her younger cousin. But she was the only adult human in her clan.
Ever since the Dark Lady Mara died and the sphinxes saw her spirit, the whole clan had been buzzing with excitement. Deep down, they had all feared that they were just talking animals. But now they knew that they were people. Many of the sphinxes were asking themselves just how much magic they were capable of. Meeting the Mariza last summer with her tales of doing magic without a wand had given the sphinxes more questions out about what they were and what they could do.
And Larnura was wondering, if sphinxes are people, could she minister to them as their clanmariza? Could she really Share fully with Sphinxes? Or were they just animals? Her original people, the Vanthonoi, had taught her that the flatheads were just animals. But now that she had actually met Clan people, she realized that the clan that she had thought were flatheads, were really more like her, than the real Clan people, who were, in fact, a different kind of people than her. If the Clan were people, were sphinxes people too?
One of the problems of the sphinxes was that their instincts told them the ideal family was one male and a group of females. But there were an almost equal number of female and male offspring. As a result, there were always a bunch of males with no mates who were constantly trying to raise their status higher than a male who already had mates.
As a clanmariza, she could do something to help this situation, but she wasn’t certain she could bring herself to be Forced by- no, to Share Pleasures with a person who was so unhuman looking . . .
After using some red ochre to dye her soles and stripping down to just a fur skirt tied clan-style around her hips, Larnura tried doing the sensuous redfoot walk over to where an androsphinx was scratching in the dirt.
“What are you doing?” asked Larnura.
“Haven’t you ever seen someone doing geomancy before?” asked the sphinx.
“Is this one of those magic divination things?” asked Larnura.
“Do you want me to do a reading for you?” asked the sphinx.
“Wouldn’t you rather Share Pleasures with me?” asked Larnura, and she posed leaning on one hip with her arms over her head.
“Really?” asked the sphinx, before stepping up to kiss her.
Larnura found it very odd to Share Pleasures with a person who could kiss her, but had no hands. In spite of his limited manual dexterity, he was still able to caress her with his claws retracted and arouse her until they both had Needs. Finally she knelt as he lightly bit the back of her neck before entering her to Share fully. Larnura’s eyes went wide when she first felt him penetrate her. But as he began to work towards Relieving his Need, Larnura decided that this feeling he was giving her really appealed to her kinky side.
Back when she had been a member of the Vanthonoi, she had gotten a similar thrill from being Forced by a man, but not every time. She now was able to be honest enough with herself to realize that some of the men who had Forced her, had hurt her, physically or emotionally.
But now, as she Shared Pleasures with a being who was definitely a person, but had a very animal-like body, she realized that she enjoyed Sharing Pleasures with sphinxes.
After they were finished, the sphinx asked her: “Does this mean we’re mated now?”
“What about the other males who don’t have a mate?” asked Larnura. “Don’t you think that they need my Pleasures too?”
This became the first of many times for her as Larnura made Sharing Pleasures with the single male sphinxes the focus of her ministry as a clanmariza.
That winter, while Larnura was focusing her time of Sharing Pleasures, the sphinxes were also asking themselves how to improve their magic.
Kettleburn Clan
Kreoncles - Sphinx - Leader
Syblcles - Sphinx - clanluna
(Various Sphinxes)
-----------Various Displacer-beasts (hunting/companion animal)
---Larnura Vgk (34) – daughter of Larnuira, Vanthon (one-who-serves-the-Mother), widow of Telton and Vojkur's 2nd widow
------Leltura Vg (10) - daughter of Larnura
------Varnura Vg (7) - daughter of Larnura
------ Vg (2) - daughter of Larnura
Gaunt Clan of the Clanluna list
Dawn-Breaker (27) – Centaur, Duskie’s colt, Leader
---Midnight (27) – Unicorn, Nightwind’s filly, Dawn-breaker’s mate
------DM (2) – Unicorn, Midnight’s filly
---Starlight (27) – Unicorn, Silvertip’s filly, Dawn-breaker’s mate,
------DS (1) – Centaur, Starlight’s colt
Rosen (28) Centaur, Morning’s colt, clanluna
---Oryx (28) – Unicorn, Whisper’s filly, Rosen’s Mate
---Želže Đb (39) – Other, Željka’s daughter, Rosen’s 2nd Mate
------Žoraja Đbg (13) – Other, daughter of Želže
------Gatara (9) – Other, daughter of Želže
------ (5) – Other, son of Želže
------ (2) – Other, daughter of Želže
Moković E (37) – Other, Joković’s of the Everarđ son
---Brouda A (33) ½ Clan, (Golden-blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) Igra’s of Abraxas Daughter.
-----Brokov Ag (13) - ¼ Clan son of Brouda
------Migra Ag (10) - ¼ Clan daughter of Brouda
------ (5) - ¼ Clan son of Brouda
Tangle (35) – Centaur, Silvertip’s colt
---Litestepper (35) – Unicorn, Sparkle’s Filly, Tangle’s Mate
------TL (0) – Unicorn, Litestepper’s filly
---Heather (35) – Unicorn, Duskie’s filly, Tangle’s Mate
------TH (0) – Centaur, Heather’s colt
---Žoša Đbg (21) – Other, daughter of Želže, Tangle’s 3rd mate
------G (3) – Other, daughter of Zoša
---Moudaća Ag (19) - ¼ Clan daughter of Brouda
------ (0) - ¼ Clan, Moudaća’s son, Weez-ur
(Various other centaurs and Unicorns)
Clanluna
Chapter 130: We’re people, not just talking animals.
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Želže of the Gaunt Clan of the Clanluna awoke and looked around the cave. It was still warm, so the centaurs were still sleeping outside with the unicorns. This made their cave look very empty. Only the Humans of the clan were present. At her hearth, this was herself and her children. Her mate, Rosen was outside with his other mate: Oryx and the other unicorns.
Moković was the only human with his own hearth. His mate was the ½ Clan daughter of Iga, Brouda. They had two sons and a daughter.
The only other occupied hearths were Tangle’s. He was mated to Želže’s daughter: Žoša, who now had a daughter of her own. And the hearth where Moudaća, daughter of Brouda lived with her centaur mate.
Želže stretched and went out to the trench, picking a few berries as she returned. Back at her hearth, she found some hot ashes and used them to revive the fire. Once the fire was going, she heated rocks to dip in a bowl of water where she brewed a morning tea for her family. Once the tea was done, she heated more stones to re-heat last night’s stew for breakfast. One by one her children awoke. They were all back from the trench by the time Želže’s mate, Rosen and his other mate, Oryx came trotting in.
“Good morning, love,” said Rosen, as he kissed Želže, and Oryx knickered a greeting.
Sharing her mate with a unicorn was a bit odd. Although Oryx looked just like a horse, with the exception of her horn, she was as intelligent as any human being. But she didn’t contribute anything to the hearth, nor did she use anything. She slept and ate outside. The only thing she did give and take from the other members of Rosen’s Hearth was love. She doted on Želže’s daughters and even watched them when Želže need to go hunting or gathering without her children. Oryx had let all of Želže’s daughters ride her until they became women, and even let Želže touch her.
“Good morning, my stallion, how was your star-gazing last night?” replied Želže.
Although all of the centaurs liked to look at the stars, Rosen, being the clan’s clanluna spent more time staring at the stars than was usual for centaurs.
“It was quite productive,” replied Rosen. “All of us have been quite excited since last summer. It may have been a great tragedy, but the aftermath was quite a revelation! That we were able to see the spirit . . . . I think one of the sphinxes I spoke to before we left the Summer Gathering helped me understand just why this is such a big deal for us. We centaurs, like the unicorns and sphinxes have never quite been able to shake the feeling that we’re just animals. Seeing the Spirit of the Dark Lady after she died made us realize that we’re people too. And spending the summer with Mariza and her mates, hearing what all she accomplished without a wand, made us wonder if we should more seriously study magic. We’re even thinking of building a stone circle like Mariza’s.”
“Yes, it must be great to know that you’re a person because you can see spirits,” groused Želže, who as a muggle, was unable to see the Spirit of Mara.
Oryx rubbed against Želže in sympathy for a moment before Rosen realized just why the unicorn was comforting her.
“Oh Želže . . . I’m sorry! I didn’t mean-“ appoligized Rosen before Želže cut him off.
“It’s fine. I understand what you mean and I’m happy for you,” replied Želže.
“Are you certain?” asked Rosen.
“Tell you what,” said Želže. “Why don’t you make it up to me by ‘giving me a ride’ this afternoon.”
“If you like,” replied Rosen with a smile of anticipation.
‘Give her a ride’ was the woman/centaur version of going ‘hunting’. The centaurs didn’t have Needs all the time like humans did. Most centaurs only Shared Pleasures once a year, in the Spring, when the unicorns went into Heat. And most years, Želže would have herself transfigured into a unicorn so she could Share with any centaur that wanted her. The intensity of the experience was a hundred times stronger than human Pleasures. But being human, Želže had Needs other times of the year too. In the summer, she’d Share with one of the men in one of the other clans. The rest of the year, Moković was available if she needed him. But about once a moon, Želže would ask Rosen to Relieve her Need.
The women and centaurs of the clan spent the morning gathering plants. Most of the centaurs didn’t have a human mate. And so, for them there were no women’s tasks or men’s tasks. There were only centaur tasks. Centaurs gathered their own plants, hunted their own game, cooked their own food and sewed their own clothes. Although the human parts of a centaur were no more vulnerable to cold than the horse parts. They were still more comfortable if they wore tunics, parkas and mittens over their human parts in the winter, with a large fur draped over their back.
After their family had finished lunch, Želže turned to Rosen and said: “Are you ready to “give me a ride?”
Rosen smiled and pulled her to her feet before bending to give her a kiss. He held her head with both hands as he kissed her deeply. Želže hummed with pleasure as he pulled her close and caressed her tongue with his. As they kissed he worked his hands down until he’d cupped her rear in his hands and started to lift her off her feet.
“Eeeww!” said Žoraja.
“Let me take these off first, I want to feel you against my skin,” said Želže, after breaking the kiss to shed her boots and leggings. Her tunic was long enough to be a summer dress. “Can you help Oryx watch the children?”
“Yes mother,” replied Žoraja, as the unicorn nodded her head.
“Thanks” said Želže, as she climbed up on the centaur’s horse back.
He had already shed his tunic, so Želže was able to feel the bare skin of his chest as she wrapped her arms around him leaning forward, so that the bump on one of the vertebra of his horse back was between her folds allowing her to squeeze her Pleasure knob between his bone and hers as she bounced up and down while her ran. Želže galloped off as she moaned in his ear.
“Let’s . . . Let’s go back . . .” moaned Želže, after good long ride.
Rosen turned back and headed back towards the cave until they came to the large rock that they often used when she got this excited. She climbed around and sat on the rock while her mate kissed and caressed and coaxed her out of her tunic.
Želže lay back on the edge of the rock as Rosen licked her until her Need was relieved. Sometimes this was enough for her. But other times, like this one, she wanted more.
Želže hopped down from the rock. Although he didn’t ordinarily have Needs outside of the Spring Heat, if she coaxed and stroked him enough, she could make him able to Share with her. She had been a little hesitant to do this when they had first been mated. But by now, in spite of the resemblance that part of him had to a horse, she had learned to see him as a person and her mate. Once he was ready, Želže climbed back on the rock and knelt like a clan women so her could enter her from behind. He very slowly slid into her until he had just barely touched her cervix. Then, slowly, he pulled out a little and thrust back in. He gradually speeded up his pace as he trust. She couldn’t take him all in. But she stretched as they Shared until she could take more as they continued.
His front legs were standing on either side of her head. And when she thought she’d had enough, she rubbed his front leg with her hand. This was his signal to stop.
Rosen slowed his pace to a stop, then, gradually pulled out of her.
“I want to finish you,” said Želže, as she rolled over and slid off the rock to squat under him so could kiss the tip of his organ, while stroking it until he climaxed all over her. She stayed down there until he had softened, then came around from to kiss him once more.
“You, my dear, are a mess!” said Rosen.
“Perhaps a swim is in order?” suggested Želže, as he mate nodded.
In the river they washed the goo off of each other before returning to retrieve Želže’s tunic, then riding back to the cave.
“I’m thinking about starting a magical herb garden,” said Rosen.
“Really? I’d love a garden,” agreed Želže.
“As I understand it, a magical garden will not grow as well if someone without magic tends it,” admitted Rosen. “But you could grow a separate muggle garden if you want. To tell the truth, I was just going to plant a few perennials that I wouldn’t have to tend. . . . for potion ingredients. I want to learn more about potions too.”
“Oh, I see,” groused Želže. Sometimes she hated not having magic.
Throughout the autumn, the humans and centaurs of the clan harvested the fall plants and hunted game. Winter came, and Želže started work on making things for winter, and trade goods for next summer. This clan had no mog-ur, so there were no Men’s Ceremonies. And there were no Women’s Ceremonies either. They did have a small Winter Mother festival for the humans. But there were four women and Moković was the only man. Želže ended up spending the night with Moudaća.
Spring came. Želže and Rosen planted separate gardens so that her muggleness wouldn’t contaminate his potion ingredients.
Soon it was time to attend the Summer Gathering.
“Would you like this bison?” asked Kreoncle, Androsphinx Leader of the Kettleburn Clan of the Clanluna.
“Yes, Thank you very much!” replied Larnura. “Leltura! Varnura! Help me with this!”
Larnura and her daughters got to work butchering the bison. They were the only humans in this clan. Larnura had been placed in this clan as punishment for her attempted coup against Mariza’s Hufflepuff Clan and as therapy to help her heal the damage done to her by her first people, the Vanthonoi. Everyone else in the clan was a sphinx, a cave lion with the head of a human that spoke only in questions. The clan also had domesticated animals of a sort. Displacer-beasts were dark blue smilodons with four tentacles growing from their backs. There was a magical optical illusion of sorts that made them appear a short distance from their actual location. Although the sphinxes didn’t have hands, the displacer-beasts with their tentacles, had slightly more manual dexterity than the sphinxes. And so were often coaxed into manipulating objects for the sphinxes. And now that Larnura and her children were members of the clan, they were called on for the really fine motor tasks that needed doing. But for the most part, the sphinxes lived like animals. Only Larnura and her children sewed hides or made tools or fires or cooked food on them. And so, the occasional carcass had to be set aside for the humans of the clan. It could be a lonely life. Since they had been here, one of Larnura’s daughters had come of age and mated into another clan.
But talking with the sphinxes had helped her come to terms with the wrongness of the values she had been raised with, the values she had taught others as her original people’s Vanthon, One-who-Serves-the-Mother. Last summer, she had approached another woman who had been born into her people but had made the transition to the clanluna so thoroughly that she was actually mated to the Great Mother walking the Earth in her Mariza Guise. Vezava had been receptive to her desire to become a clanmariza. Larnura had spent the summer learning from her younger cousin. But she was the only adult human in her clan.
Ever since the Dark Lady Mara died and the sphinxes saw her spirit, the whole clan had been buzzing with excitement. Deep down, they had all feared that they were just talking animals. But now they knew that they were people. Many of the sphinxes were asking themselves just how much magic they were capable of. Meeting the Mariza last summer with her tales of doing magic without a wand had given the sphinxes more questions out about what they were and what they could do.
And Larnura was wondering, if sphinxes are people, could she minister to them as their clanmariza? Could she really Share fully with Sphinxes? Or were they just animals? Her original people, the Vanthonoi, had taught her that the flatheads were just animals. But now that she had actually met Clan people, she realized that the clan that she had thought were flatheads, were really more like her, than the real Clan people, who were, in fact, a different kind of people than her. If the Clan were people, were sphinxes people too?
One of the problems of the sphinxes was that their instincts told them the ideal family was one male and a group of females. But there were an almost equal number of female and male offspring. As a result, there were always a bunch of males with no mates who were constantly trying to raise their status higher than a male who already had mates.
As a clanmariza, she could do something to help this situation, but she wasn’t certain she could bring herself to be Forced by- no, to Share Pleasures with a person who was so unhuman looking . . .
After using some red ochre to dye her soles and stripping down to just a fur skirt tied clan-style around her hips, Larnura tried doing the sensuous redfoot walk over to where an androsphinx was scratching in the dirt.
“What are you doing?” asked Larnura.
“Haven’t you ever seen someone doing geomancy before?” asked the sphinx.
“Is this one of those magic divination things?” asked Larnura.
“Do you want me to do a reading for you?” asked the sphinx.
“Wouldn’t you rather Share Pleasures with me?” asked Larnura, and she posed leaning on one hip with her arms over her head.
“Really?” asked the sphinx, before stepping up to kiss her.
Larnura found it very odd to Share Pleasures with a person who could kiss her, but had no hands. In spite of his limited manual dexterity, he was still able to caress her with his claws retracted and arouse her until they both had Needs. Finally she knelt as he lightly bit the back of her neck before entering her to Share fully. Larnura’s eyes went wide when she first felt him penetrate her. But as he began to work towards Relieving his Need, Larnura decided that this feeling he was giving her really appealed to her kinky side.
Back when she had been a member of the Vanthonoi, she had gotten a similar thrill from being Forced by a man, but not every time. She now was able to be honest enough with herself to realize that some of the men who had Forced her, had hurt her, physically or emotionally.
But now, as she Shared Pleasures with a being who was definitely a person, but had a very animal-like body, she realized that she enjoyed Sharing Pleasures with sphinxes.
After they were finished, the sphinx asked her: “Does this mean we’re mated now?”
“What about the other males who don’t have a mate?” asked Larnura. “Don’t you think that they need my Pleasures too?”
This became the first of many times for her as Larnura made Sharing Pleasures with the single male sphinxes the focus of her ministry as a clanmariza.
That winter, while Larnura was focusing her time of Sharing Pleasures, the sphinxes were also asking themselves how to improve their magic.
Kettleburn Clan
Kreoncles - Sphinx - Leader
Syblcles - Sphinx - clanluna
(Various Sphinxes)
-----------Various Displacer-beasts (hunting/companion animal)
---Larnura Vgk (34) – daughter of Larnuira, Vanthon (one-who-serves-the-Mother), widow of Telton and Vojkur's 2nd widow
------Leltura Vg (10) - daughter of Larnura
------Varnura Vg (7) - daughter of Larnura
------ Vg (2) - daughter of Larnura
Gaunt Clan of the Clanluna list
Dawn-Breaker (27) – Centaur, Duskie’s colt, Leader
---Midnight (27) – Unicorn, Nightwind’s filly, Dawn-breaker’s mate
------DM (2) – Unicorn, Midnight’s filly
---Starlight (27) – Unicorn, Silvertip’s filly, Dawn-breaker’s mate,
------DS (1) – Centaur, Starlight’s colt
Rosen (28) Centaur, Morning’s colt, clanluna
---Oryx (28) – Unicorn, Whisper’s filly, Rosen’s Mate
---Želže Đb (39) – Other, Željka’s daughter, Rosen’s 2nd Mate
------Žoraja Đbg (13) – Other, daughter of Želže
------Gatara (9) – Other, daughter of Želže
------ (5) – Other, son of Želže
------ (2) – Other, daughter of Želže
Moković E (37) – Other, Joković’s of the Everarđ son
---Brouda A (33) ½ Clan, (Golden-blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) Igra’s of Abraxas Daughter.
-----Brokov Ag (13) - ¼ Clan son of Brouda
------Migra Ag (10) - ¼ Clan daughter of Brouda
------ (5) - ¼ Clan son of Brouda
Tangle (35) – Centaur, Silvertip’s colt
---Litestepper (35) – Unicorn, Sparkle’s Filly, Tangle’s Mate
------TL (0) – Unicorn, Litestepper’s filly
---Heather (35) – Unicorn, Duskie’s filly, Tangle’s Mate
------TH (0) – Centaur, Heather’s colt
---Žoša Đbg (21) – Other, daughter of Želže, Tangle’s 3rd mate
------G (3) – Other, daughter of Zoša
---Moudaća Ag (19) - ¼ Clan daughter of Brouda
------ (0) - ¼ Clan, Moudaća’s son, Weez-ur
(Various other centaurs and Unicorns)
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