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Clanluna
“Tomorrow night is supposed to be the Winter Mother Festival,” announced Đelđuma. “But we have too many men and not enough women. You are supposed to Share with someone you do not usually Share with at the Mother Festival. But I am already Sharing with all of you. What are we going to do?”
Chapter 131: I HEARD WHAT YOU DID TO MY DAUGHTER!”
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“Well, I have three doses of polyjuice potion,” suggested Zariz. “I’d be willing to use them to become a woman for the Mother Festival, that is, if anyone would like to Share with me?”
“I wouldn’t mind Sharing with you on polyjuice,” agreed Ood. “In fact, I’d even be willing to take a dose and return the favor.”
“Same here,” offered Androm. “Though I wouldn’t want to do that with my own brother.”
Ood nodded in agreement with his brother.
“I think I might be willing to pick a man at the Mother festival,” offered Wilmara. “But I think I’d enjoy it a lot more if he used polyjuice to wear a woman’s face.”
Zariz ended up giving Ood and Androm each a dose of the polyjuice potion and saved one for his self.
The next night, Đelđuma gathered the children by the fire in the central chamber and started them drumming the Mother Festival rythym. She was wearing only a skirt of long red fringes. Hearing the drumming was the signal for the rest of the adults to come into the central chamber. Zariz was wearing only a fur wrap around his hips like a Clan man might wear during the summer. He felt a bit chilled, but knew the Mother festival tea would some take care of that. He saw that the other men were dressed in their winter tunics and leggings. Wilmara was wearing her skirt of strings of amber beads and necklaces that she had worm for their mating. Đelđuma held the bowl of Mother Festival tea, a blend of herb and mushrooms that would lower their inhibitions, and give them Needs. Zariz began dancing as the others joined in.
After a while the Zariz noticed that the dirt floor was glowing bright purple. The tea had taken effect. Wilmara was the first to leave, leading Ood back to his chamber. Zariz took Androm by the hand and started pulling him towards his chamber. When they got to Androm’s bed, Zariz asked:
“Can we save the potion for later? It will only last a little while.”
Androm responded by pulling him into a kiss. They continued kissing and fondling until their Needs were fully aroused. Only then, did Zariz take the potion that made him a copy of Đelđuma so he could Share Pleasures with Androm. To Zariz delight, he found that the potion had given him Đelđuma’s ability to Relieve her Needs over and over again. So he was rather thoroughly satisfied when Androm finally Relieved his Need moaning:
“Oh Đelđuma! I Love you! I love you!”
“I know,” said Zariz. “She loves you too.”
The next morning, Zariz returned to his hearth for breakfast. Both his mates had been very pleased by the night before.
It was late spring by the time Wilmara had her baby. By then, their monthly rituals had expanded the network of connected hearths to include the Đumbleđore član, the Everarđ član, the Olivanđer član, the Nott član, the Quirrel član, and the Hufflepuff Clan. Because of the distance, in order to connect his mother’s Hufflepuff Clan to the network, he’d had to build and connect an intermediate hearth in the middle of nowhere. He had also built and connected two intermediate hearths in the direction of Luna’s Abraxas Clan. But he’d have to wait for the next Full Moon to finally connect to Luna’s cave.
But now, it was time to go to the Summer Gathering. This year, Luna’s Abraxas Clan was hosting the Summer Gathering. When the Olivanđer član arrived, Đoroči sought out his two best friends. Wilmara was nursing her son when he found them.
“Hello Zariz, Wilmara,” greeted Đoroči. “I see you finally had your baby!”
“Yes, Zariz says I was Blessed shortly after my 1st Rites,” said Wilmara.
“And since my mama and Ayla think that babies begin with Pleasures . . .” added Zariz.
“Đoroči, I would like for you to meet your son, Antiočh,” said Wilmara, as she pulled the baby from her breast and handed him to his father.
Antiočh let out a momentary squawk of protest before quieting in Đoroči’s arms.
“My son? Our son! Oh he’s so beautiful!” cooed Đoroči.
A few days later, Mariza’s Hufflepuff Clan arrived. After exchanging greetings with His mother, her mates, his sisters and the others, Zariz came back to speak with his oldest sister, Širiža, who was actually a half-sister to both Zariz and Đoroči.
“So how have you been?” asked Zariz.
“Busy!” replied Širiža. “Fifteen kids is too many! I’m glad that three of them have become women and can take some of the orphans off my hands. Having a co-mate has been a blessing from Luna!”
“I can imagine!” agreed Zariz.
“And the Winter Mother Festival wasn’t so great,” complained Širiza. “We don’t have enough men!”
“We have too many men,” mused Zariz. “Now that I’d floo connected our caves, perhaps we should visit each other’s clans for the Winter Festival. As it is, we had to use polyjuice potion to even have a Winter Mother Festival.”
“That’s a good Idea,” agreed Širiža. “Say, could you give me so help with my magical studies? No matter how hard I try, I just can’t cast silently.”
“Lots of Weeches can’t learn to cast silently, including our mother,” replied Zariz. “But wand work isn’t the only form of magic. Look what our mother was able to accomplish in those years when she didn’t even have a wand. She even figured out how to charge runes without a wand.”
“Yes, but using Pleasures to charge runes takes too long,” protested Širiža. “I need to be able to protect myself in a fight, in case another Dark Lady come along.”
“Hmmm . . . . Have you thought about putting runes on yourself?” asked Zariz. “I don’t just mean using runes to enchant wraps. If you painted a rune on yourself, you could charge it for use later. For example, you could paint a rune for a Shield Charm on your hand and when your wanted to activate it, you could just show the rune to the person you are trying to shield from.”
“That’s a great idea!” proclaimed Širiža.
“Of course the person you are trying to affect or protect again would have to see the rune,” pointed out Zariz. “And the bigger the rune, the more powerful it would be.”
“Wow! I’d never thought of that before,” exclaimed Širiža. “I can’t wait to try it!”
Now that all the clans were here, it was time for the redfoots. There were nine boys who were old enough for a redfoot this year and they stood at the front of the crowd who were wait for the redfoots to emerge. Finally they did, with Đelđuma in the Lead. She was followed by Đoroči’s 2nd mate, Igooa, Ailaza of the Nott član, Wymeza of the Everarđ član, and finally, Tama, Cruna, Levanna, Luna and Ayla of Abraxas Clan.
Each of them took a boy by the hand and led them off to teach them how to become a man.
As the crowd dispersed, Zariz spotted his sister, Vantha, dressed as a Clan woman, carrying her baby and walking meekly behind her ½ Clan mate, Zilmaz.
“This man would speak with his sibling, your mate,” signed Zariz to Zilmaz, who nodded his ascent.
“What happened to you?” asked Zariz. “You mate into another Clan on the last day of the summer gathering, and now you’re acting like a Clan woman.
“Vezava told me that the man who defeated our mother’s totem was a Vanthonoi man who Forced her!” snarled Vantha. “She even named me after the Vanthonoi! And you know what those Vanthonoi women are like. There greatest fear is that they will get Forced by a flathead animal who will turn them into a flathead animal too! So that’s what I did. I became a flathead, a woman of the Clan.”
“Well if that’s how you feel, why didn’t you join Ceban’s Clan, like Maeba did?” asked Zariz.
“Are you crazy? I don’t want to give up my wand!” replied Vantha. “Besides, Since I’m in the Myrdyn Clan now, maybe I’m the foremother of the famous Merlin that Luna talks about? And I’m the only Weech in our Clan.”
A couple of the new women had waited until the Summer Gathering so that Zariz could perform their 1st Rites. The first one was Marizava, daughter of Vezava. As a young almost man, Zariz had often fantasized about Vezava. When Zariz entered the tipi, he was surprised to find her in a summer-dress. Usually new women were more self-concious and body-shy before their 1st Rites. She had her mother’s hair and eyes, like a younger version of Vezava and didn’t seem at all nervous like new women usually were at their 1st Rites.
Zariz sat down next to her a looked into her eyes. She didn’t even flinch as he caressed her cheek to brush her hair out of her eyes and looked into her mind.
“You’ve done this before,” accused Zariz, as she saw that she had. Last summer, when the adults had Shared in a big public pile. Some of the children, like her had imitated their elders. For most of them it had only happened once. But Marizava had Shared in secret with one boy, in particular more than once last summer, and again this Summer.
Now she looked afraid.
“It’s all right. I won’t tell anyone,” said Zariz, as relief showed on her face.
Marizava leaned closer so he could kiss her.
“Ooohhh! I wish I hadn’t picked you for my 1st Rites,” groaned Marizava and she hugged him after they had finished.
“Why, I thought you were enjoying it,” asked Zariz.
“I was, I am,” protested Marizava. “But now that you’ve shown me how much better it is to Share Pleasures with a man and not a boy, I want to be one of your mates. But I’m not allowed to Share with you again for a whole year!”
“Well, if you want more, we’ve still got the rest of the night,” pointed out Zariz, before pulling her into another kiss.
The next morning, Zariz returned to his tipi to finally get some sleep. He was awoken by Đelđuma, who had just finished a session of redfooting and wanted to Share Pleasures with him.
It was the middle of the afternoon before he made it out of the tipi. He’d magically cleaned himself with his wand after each woman. But he wanted a real bath in the river. He was in the middle of his bath when Vezava came striding into the rider after him.
“ZARIZ! I HEARD WHAT YOU DID TO MY DAUGHTER!” shouted Vezava, before wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning on him and asking: “Could you do it to me?”
“What?” asked Zariz before Vezava pulled him into a kiss.
“She said you were very skilled in the furs,” explained Vezava, as she pulled her summer dress off, over her head and threw it towards the shore. “So skilled that she is trying to get the clanlunae to lift the ban on Sharing with the man of your 1st Rites for a year.”
Zariz pulled her back into a kiss and showed her just how skilled he was. He had a little trouble finishing as he already had too many time in the past day. But Vezava didn’t seem to mind that she got to Relieve her need three times in the time it took him to Relieve his Need once in her.
“Oh Mariza, I see what she means,” gasped Vezava. “If I weren’t so much in love with your mother, I would be asking you to be my mate!”
“Can we talk about someone else?” asked Zariz, who had lost what was left of his Needs when Vezava had mentioned his mother.
After they got out of the water, Zariz used his wand to instantly dry his self, Vezava and her completely water-logged summer dress that she had thrown in the river. The couple walked hand-in-hand back to his tipi, where Đelđuma was sitting outside feeding her daughter, Pariža.
“Took you long enough, did you get him nice and clean?” Đelđuma teased, with a grin.
“Yes. Yes I did.” replied Vezava.
“Did you forget you still have to perform 1st Rites for Marojkova?” asked Đelđuma.
“Who?” asked Zariz.
“Vojkovica’s daughter,” explained Vezava. “And unlike her, I don’t have to wait a year to ask you to go ‘hunting’ with me. See you tomorrow.”
Vezava gave him one last kiss before departing.
Marojkova, daughter of Vojkovica, acted more like young women were supposed to at 1st Rites. When Zariz had first entered the tipi, she had been wearing a modest tunic and leggings that it took a while for Zariz to coax her out of. He was gentle and when slow with her, gradually seducing her into Sharing Pleasures with him. In spite of her youth and beauty, Zariz had some difficulty getting enough Needs to Share Pleasures with her.
“Marojkova, I need you to look into my eyes. Let me see your eyes Marojkova.”
He surprised her when he pulled her arms up over her head and her down. But she enjoyed it, so he kept doing it until he was able to Relieve his own Need.
When the traders from the Other Summer Gathering came, they were very interested in learning as much magic as they could from whoever was willing to teach them. They were also interested in the tipis Zariz had magically expanded. Each of them looked like a normal sized tipi on the outside but had ten times as much space on the inside. But they warmed as if they were normal sized on the inside. He had made on last year. But last winter had do the same with all of his Clan’s tipis, plus some more for trading.
Vezava was the woman, Zariz went ‘hunting’ with each day. While Wilmara went ‘hunting’ daily with Maeba.
One day, Zariz was watching the children while Đelđuma redfooted, when Apra came running into the camp.
“U pomoć! U pomoć!” said Apra as she pulled him away.
He followed Wilmara’s sister to the camp of the Ravenclaw Clan, 7 lean-toos and a tipi. In the tipi, he found Maeba and Wilmara, passed out and deathly cold.
A brief examination and some diagnostic charms with his wand told him that both women had drunk the Mog-Ur’s tea, illicitly. He found the bowl, drank some of it, and dove into the memories to find them.
Maeba and Wilmara were examining a large gray basked that the world seemed to be inside. The sides of the basket were all least 2 man heights high. It was some kind of future memory of Maeba’s.
Zariz flew down and grabbed them each by the hand before he drug them back to the present.
“What was that?” signed Maeba.
“What in Luna’s name did you two think you were doing?!?” demanded Zariz.
“I’m sorry Zariz, I was trying to teach her Legimancy,” pleaded Wilmara.
“I told you no one can ever know you had done that, and you go a do it again, with another woman! Don’t you know how dangerous it is?”
“I’m sorry. She told me how hard things are for her in her Clan,” said Wilmara. “I was just trying to help. . . . . You! . . . You can teach her Legimancy, Please!”
“No!” snapped Zariz.
“Aw, Please!” begged Wilmara. “if you do, I’ll take love potion with you.”
Peverell Clan of the Clanluna list
Đeeš Ea (24) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, hazel eyes) Đišič’s son, Weez-Ur, Leader
------Đešpotošič (8) – ¼ Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------Đaylj (5) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------Đeešač (2) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
Ood Ađ (28) – ¼ Clan, (Red-hair, gray eyes) Iga’s son, clanluna, Weez-Ur, mog-ur, N: C,T,D,R
------Ijađič (10) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Đurič (6) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Đigač (3) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Pigađ (0) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Đoođ (5) – ¼ Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur, Đihovilo’s grandson
------Đoroč (2) - 1/8 Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur, Đihovilo’s grandson
Zariz Ah (19) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, Sky-blue eyes) son of Mariza, Weez-ur, Medicine Man (Adopted by Thonda), N: C,T,D,R, Cr,H,Div,p
---Đelđuma Đ (19) – Other, Krstulović’s daughter, clanluna, Zariz’ mate
------Želžum, (4) – ¼ Clan, Đelđuma’s son, Weez-ur, Krstulović’s Grandson
------Pariđa (1) - 1/8 Clan, (red hair, green eyes) Đelđuma’s daughter, Krstulović’s Grandsdaughter
------Đujmoviča (6) – ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s daughter, Željka’s grandaughter
---Wilmara Al (19) ¼ Clan (dirty-blonde hair, Clan-brown eyes) daughter of Mara, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech, Adopted by Cruna, Zariz’ 2nd mate, N: C,T,D,R, Cr,
------Apra (formerly Aphrodionephthys) (12) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
------Inda (formerly Indirariadnerthythsa) (9) – Other cave-elf, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
------Metisa (6) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
------Themisa (2) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
Zoub A (21) – ½ Clan son of Ebra, (Clan-brown hair, Gray eyes) Weez-ur, Trader
------Zađ (10) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur,
------Đomič (7) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Đouđ (4) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Pariž (1) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Parn (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Lojkova, Weez-ur
Androm A (19) - Iga’s 1/16 Clan son, clanluna,
-----Pandruč (0) - 1/8 Clan (Clan-brown hair, Sky-blue eyes), Đuča’s son, Zariz’ son, Weez-ur
------------Various Snorkacks
------------Various Push-me/pull-yous (Wool, Furs, Meat)
---------various Cave bears descended from Hug Giver
Clanluna
“Tomorrow night is supposed to be the Winter Mother Festival,” announced Đelđuma. “But we have too many men and not enough women. You are supposed to Share with someone you do not usually Share with at the Mother Festival. But I am already Sharing with all of you. What are we going to do?”
Chapter 131: I HEARD WHAT YOU DID TO MY DAUGHTER!”
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Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
“Well, I have three doses of polyjuice potion,” suggested Zariz. “I’d be willing to use them to become a woman for the Mother Festival, that is, if anyone would like to Share with me?”
“I wouldn’t mind Sharing with you on polyjuice,” agreed Ood. “In fact, I’d even be willing to take a dose and return the favor.”
“Same here,” offered Androm. “Though I wouldn’t want to do that with my own brother.”
Ood nodded in agreement with his brother.
“I think I might be willing to pick a man at the Mother festival,” offered Wilmara. “But I think I’d enjoy it a lot more if he used polyjuice to wear a woman’s face.”
Zariz ended up giving Ood and Androm each a dose of the polyjuice potion and saved one for his self.
The next night, Đelđuma gathered the children by the fire in the central chamber and started them drumming the Mother Festival rythym. She was wearing only a skirt of long red fringes. Hearing the drumming was the signal for the rest of the adults to come into the central chamber. Zariz was wearing only a fur wrap around his hips like a Clan man might wear during the summer. He felt a bit chilled, but knew the Mother festival tea would some take care of that. He saw that the other men were dressed in their winter tunics and leggings. Wilmara was wearing her skirt of strings of amber beads and necklaces that she had worm for their mating. Đelđuma held the bowl of Mother Festival tea, a blend of herb and mushrooms that would lower their inhibitions, and give them Needs. Zariz began dancing as the others joined in.
After a while the Zariz noticed that the dirt floor was glowing bright purple. The tea had taken effect. Wilmara was the first to leave, leading Ood back to his chamber. Zariz took Androm by the hand and started pulling him towards his chamber. When they got to Androm’s bed, Zariz asked:
“Can we save the potion for later? It will only last a little while.”
Androm responded by pulling him into a kiss. They continued kissing and fondling until their Needs were fully aroused. Only then, did Zariz take the potion that made him a copy of Đelđuma so he could Share Pleasures with Androm. To Zariz delight, he found that the potion had given him Đelđuma’s ability to Relieve her Needs over and over again. So he was rather thoroughly satisfied when Androm finally Relieved his Need moaning:
“Oh Đelđuma! I Love you! I love you!”
“I know,” said Zariz. “She loves you too.”
The next morning, Zariz returned to his hearth for breakfast. Both his mates had been very pleased by the night before.
It was late spring by the time Wilmara had her baby. By then, their monthly rituals had expanded the network of connected hearths to include the Đumbleđore član, the Everarđ član, the Olivanđer član, the Nott član, the Quirrel član, and the Hufflepuff Clan. Because of the distance, in order to connect his mother’s Hufflepuff Clan to the network, he’d had to build and connect an intermediate hearth in the middle of nowhere. He had also built and connected two intermediate hearths in the direction of Luna’s Abraxas Clan. But he’d have to wait for the next Full Moon to finally connect to Luna’s cave.
But now, it was time to go to the Summer Gathering. This year, Luna’s Abraxas Clan was hosting the Summer Gathering. When the Olivanđer član arrived, Đoroči sought out his two best friends. Wilmara was nursing her son when he found them.
“Hello Zariz, Wilmara,” greeted Đoroči. “I see you finally had your baby!”
“Yes, Zariz says I was Blessed shortly after my 1st Rites,” said Wilmara.
“And since my mama and Ayla think that babies begin with Pleasures . . .” added Zariz.
“Đoroči, I would like for you to meet your son, Antiočh,” said Wilmara, as she pulled the baby from her breast and handed him to his father.
Antiočh let out a momentary squawk of protest before quieting in Đoroči’s arms.
“My son? Our son! Oh he’s so beautiful!” cooed Đoroči.
A few days later, Mariza’s Hufflepuff Clan arrived. After exchanging greetings with His mother, her mates, his sisters and the others, Zariz came back to speak with his oldest sister, Širiža, who was actually a half-sister to both Zariz and Đoroči.
“So how have you been?” asked Zariz.
“Busy!” replied Širiža. “Fifteen kids is too many! I’m glad that three of them have become women and can take some of the orphans off my hands. Having a co-mate has been a blessing from Luna!”
“I can imagine!” agreed Zariz.
“And the Winter Mother Festival wasn’t so great,” complained Širiza. “We don’t have enough men!”
“We have too many men,” mused Zariz. “Now that I’d floo connected our caves, perhaps we should visit each other’s clans for the Winter Festival. As it is, we had to use polyjuice potion to even have a Winter Mother Festival.”
“That’s a good Idea,” agreed Širiža. “Say, could you give me so help with my magical studies? No matter how hard I try, I just can’t cast silently.”
“Lots of Weeches can’t learn to cast silently, including our mother,” replied Zariz. “But wand work isn’t the only form of magic. Look what our mother was able to accomplish in those years when she didn’t even have a wand. She even figured out how to charge runes without a wand.”
“Yes, but using Pleasures to charge runes takes too long,” protested Širiža. “I need to be able to protect myself in a fight, in case another Dark Lady come along.”
“Hmmm . . . . Have you thought about putting runes on yourself?” asked Zariz. “I don’t just mean using runes to enchant wraps. If you painted a rune on yourself, you could charge it for use later. For example, you could paint a rune for a Shield Charm on your hand and when your wanted to activate it, you could just show the rune to the person you are trying to shield from.”
“That’s a great idea!” proclaimed Širiža.
“Of course the person you are trying to affect or protect again would have to see the rune,” pointed out Zariz. “And the bigger the rune, the more powerful it would be.”
“Wow! I’d never thought of that before,” exclaimed Širiža. “I can’t wait to try it!”
Now that all the clans were here, it was time for the redfoots. There were nine boys who were old enough for a redfoot this year and they stood at the front of the crowd who were wait for the redfoots to emerge. Finally they did, with Đelđuma in the Lead. She was followed by Đoroči’s 2nd mate, Igooa, Ailaza of the Nott član, Wymeza of the Everarđ član, and finally, Tama, Cruna, Levanna, Luna and Ayla of Abraxas Clan.
Each of them took a boy by the hand and led them off to teach them how to become a man.
As the crowd dispersed, Zariz spotted his sister, Vantha, dressed as a Clan woman, carrying her baby and walking meekly behind her ½ Clan mate, Zilmaz.
“This man would speak with his sibling, your mate,” signed Zariz to Zilmaz, who nodded his ascent.
“What happened to you?” asked Zariz. “You mate into another Clan on the last day of the summer gathering, and now you’re acting like a Clan woman.
“Vezava told me that the man who defeated our mother’s totem was a Vanthonoi man who Forced her!” snarled Vantha. “She even named me after the Vanthonoi! And you know what those Vanthonoi women are like. There greatest fear is that they will get Forced by a flathead animal who will turn them into a flathead animal too! So that’s what I did. I became a flathead, a woman of the Clan.”
“Well if that’s how you feel, why didn’t you join Ceban’s Clan, like Maeba did?” asked Zariz.
“Are you crazy? I don’t want to give up my wand!” replied Vantha. “Besides, Since I’m in the Myrdyn Clan now, maybe I’m the foremother of the famous Merlin that Luna talks about? And I’m the only Weech in our Clan.”
A couple of the new women had waited until the Summer Gathering so that Zariz could perform their 1st Rites. The first one was Marizava, daughter of Vezava. As a young almost man, Zariz had often fantasized about Vezava. When Zariz entered the tipi, he was surprised to find her in a summer-dress. Usually new women were more self-concious and body-shy before their 1st Rites. She had her mother’s hair and eyes, like a younger version of Vezava and didn’t seem at all nervous like new women usually were at their 1st Rites.
Zariz sat down next to her a looked into her eyes. She didn’t even flinch as he caressed her cheek to brush her hair out of her eyes and looked into her mind.
“You’ve done this before,” accused Zariz, as she saw that she had. Last summer, when the adults had Shared in a big public pile. Some of the children, like her had imitated their elders. For most of them it had only happened once. But Marizava had Shared in secret with one boy, in particular more than once last summer, and again this Summer.
Now she looked afraid.
“It’s all right. I won’t tell anyone,” said Zariz, as relief showed on her face.
Marizava leaned closer so he could kiss her.
“Ooohhh! I wish I hadn’t picked you for my 1st Rites,” groaned Marizava and she hugged him after they had finished.
“Why, I thought you were enjoying it,” asked Zariz.
“I was, I am,” protested Marizava. “But now that you’ve shown me how much better it is to Share Pleasures with a man and not a boy, I want to be one of your mates. But I’m not allowed to Share with you again for a whole year!”
“Well, if you want more, we’ve still got the rest of the night,” pointed out Zariz, before pulling her into another kiss.
The next morning, Zariz returned to his tipi to finally get some sleep. He was awoken by Đelđuma, who had just finished a session of redfooting and wanted to Share Pleasures with him.
It was the middle of the afternoon before he made it out of the tipi. He’d magically cleaned himself with his wand after each woman. But he wanted a real bath in the river. He was in the middle of his bath when Vezava came striding into the rider after him.
“ZARIZ! I HEARD WHAT YOU DID TO MY DAUGHTER!” shouted Vezava, before wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning on him and asking: “Could you do it to me?”
“What?” asked Zariz before Vezava pulled him into a kiss.
“She said you were very skilled in the furs,” explained Vezava, as she pulled her summer dress off, over her head and threw it towards the shore. “So skilled that she is trying to get the clanlunae to lift the ban on Sharing with the man of your 1st Rites for a year.”
Zariz pulled her back into a kiss and showed her just how skilled he was. He had a little trouble finishing as he already had too many time in the past day. But Vezava didn’t seem to mind that she got to Relieve her need three times in the time it took him to Relieve his Need once in her.
“Oh Mariza, I see what she means,” gasped Vezava. “If I weren’t so much in love with your mother, I would be asking you to be my mate!”
“Can we talk about someone else?” asked Zariz, who had lost what was left of his Needs when Vezava had mentioned his mother.
After they got out of the water, Zariz used his wand to instantly dry his self, Vezava and her completely water-logged summer dress that she had thrown in the river. The couple walked hand-in-hand back to his tipi, where Đelđuma was sitting outside feeding her daughter, Pariža.
“Took you long enough, did you get him nice and clean?” Đelđuma teased, with a grin.
“Yes. Yes I did.” replied Vezava.
“Did you forget you still have to perform 1st Rites for Marojkova?” asked Đelđuma.
“Who?” asked Zariz.
“Vojkovica’s daughter,” explained Vezava. “And unlike her, I don’t have to wait a year to ask you to go ‘hunting’ with me. See you tomorrow.”
Vezava gave him one last kiss before departing.
Marojkova, daughter of Vojkovica, acted more like young women were supposed to at 1st Rites. When Zariz had first entered the tipi, she had been wearing a modest tunic and leggings that it took a while for Zariz to coax her out of. He was gentle and when slow with her, gradually seducing her into Sharing Pleasures with him. In spite of her youth and beauty, Zariz had some difficulty getting enough Needs to Share Pleasures with her.
“Marojkova, I need you to look into my eyes. Let me see your eyes Marojkova.”
He surprised her when he pulled her arms up over her head and her down. But she enjoyed it, so he kept doing it until he was able to Relieve his own Need.
When the traders from the Other Summer Gathering came, they were very interested in learning as much magic as they could from whoever was willing to teach them. They were also interested in the tipis Zariz had magically expanded. Each of them looked like a normal sized tipi on the outside but had ten times as much space on the inside. But they warmed as if they were normal sized on the inside. He had made on last year. But last winter had do the same with all of his Clan’s tipis, plus some more for trading.
Vezava was the woman, Zariz went ‘hunting’ with each day. While Wilmara went ‘hunting’ daily with Maeba.
One day, Zariz was watching the children while Đelđuma redfooted, when Apra came running into the camp.
“U pomoć! U pomoć!” said Apra as she pulled him away.
He followed Wilmara’s sister to the camp of the Ravenclaw Clan, 7 lean-toos and a tipi. In the tipi, he found Maeba and Wilmara, passed out and deathly cold.
A brief examination and some diagnostic charms with his wand told him that both women had drunk the Mog-Ur’s tea, illicitly. He found the bowl, drank some of it, and dove into the memories to find them.
Maeba and Wilmara were examining a large gray basked that the world seemed to be inside. The sides of the basket were all least 2 man heights high. It was some kind of future memory of Maeba’s.
Zariz flew down and grabbed them each by the hand before he drug them back to the present.
“What was that?” signed Maeba.
“What in Luna’s name did you two think you were doing?!?” demanded Zariz.
“I’m sorry Zariz, I was trying to teach her Legimancy,” pleaded Wilmara.
“I told you no one can ever know you had done that, and you go a do it again, with another woman! Don’t you know how dangerous it is?”
“I’m sorry. She told me how hard things are for her in her Clan,” said Wilmara. “I was just trying to help. . . . . You! . . . You can teach her Legimancy, Please!”
“No!” snapped Zariz.
“Aw, Please!” begged Wilmara. “if you do, I’ll take love potion with you.”
Peverell Clan of the Clanluna list
Đeeš Ea (24) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, hazel eyes) Đišič’s son, Weez-Ur, Leader
------Đešpotošič (8) – ¼ Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------Đaylj (5) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------Đeešač (2) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
Ood Ađ (28) – ¼ Clan, (Red-hair, gray eyes) Iga’s son, clanluna, Weez-Ur, mog-ur, N: C,T,D,R
------Ijađič (10) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Đurič (6) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Đigač (3) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Pigađ (0) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur, Čovič’s grandson
------Đoođ (5) – ¼ Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur, Đihovilo’s grandson
------Đoroč (2) - 1/8 Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur, Đihovilo’s grandson
Zariz Ah (19) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, Sky-blue eyes) son of Mariza, Weez-ur, Medicine Man (Adopted by Thonda), N: C,T,D,R, Cr,H,Div,p
---Đelđuma Đ (19) – Other, Krstulović’s daughter, clanluna, Zariz’ mate
------Želžum, (4) – ¼ Clan, Đelđuma’s son, Weez-ur, Krstulović’s Grandson
------Pariđa (1) - 1/8 Clan, (red hair, green eyes) Đelđuma’s daughter, Krstulović’s Grandsdaughter
------Đujmoviča (6) – ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s daughter, Željka’s grandaughter
---Wilmara Al (19) ¼ Clan (dirty-blonde hair, Clan-brown eyes) daughter of Mara, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech, Adopted by Cruna, Zariz’ 2nd mate, N: C,T,D,R, Cr,
------Apra (formerly Aphrodionephthys) (12) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
------Inda (formerly Indirariadnerthythsa) (9) – Other cave-elf, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
------Metisa (6) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
------Themisa (2) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Luna’s grandaughter, Weech
Zoub A (21) – ½ Clan son of Ebra, (Clan-brown hair, Gray eyes) Weez-ur, Trader
------Zađ (10) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur,
------Đomič (7) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Đouđ (4) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Pariž (1) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Parn (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Lojkova, Weez-ur
Androm A (19) - Iga’s 1/16 Clan son, clanluna,
-----Pandruč (0) - 1/8 Clan (Clan-brown hair, Sky-blue eyes), Đuča’s son, Zariz’ son, Weez-ur
------------Various Snorkacks
------------Various Push-me/pull-yous (Wool, Furs, Meat)
---------various Cave bears descended from Hug Giver
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