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Clanluna
Chapter 18: “It’s not Clan!”
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Luna’s Clan List
Deceased members:
Iga – mother of Ebra and Uka
Uba – mother of Creb, Brun and Iza
---Creb (37) – former Mog-Ur, 1st Weez-Ur (Roe Deer/Ursus totem),
---Iza (28) – Uba’s mother, adopted mother of Ayla
---Ebra (41) – Brun’s mate, Broud’s mother
---------Broud (21) – former Leader (Wooly Rhinoceros totem)
Dorv
Zoug (43) – second in command to the leader before Brun
Living Members
Thonolan of the Sharamudoi (17) – Other, Woodworker, Jondalar’s brother. (Cave Lion totem)
---Luna (22) – Other, Leader, 1st Weech (Snorkack totem)
-------Zeen – (3) ½ Clan, son of Luna, 2nd Weez-Ur (Ursus Totem)
---------Ansalong (11) - Owl
---------Winter Sleeper (2) – Cave Bear
Zar (22) ½ Clan man, 1st Ranked male hunter, Goov’s Acolyte (Ursus Totem)
--------Durc (5) –½ Clan Ayla’s son, (Gray Wolf totem)
--------Iza (3) –¼ Clan Ayla’s daughter, 3rd Weech (Unicorn Totem)
Vorn (15) – Clan, 2nd Ranked male hunter
---Uba (10) – Clan, Medicine Woman, Vorn’s mate
------Uma (1) – Clan, Uba’s daughter
Goov (22) – Clan, mog-ur, 11th Ranked male hunter, (Aurochs totem/Ursus totem)
---Ovra (20) – Clan, Goov’s mate, (Beaver totem)
------Oogra (1) – Clan, Ovra’s daughter
Groog (27) – 1/8 Clan man, 3rd Ranked male hunter (megaceros totem)
------Griga (1) – 1/16 Clan, Iga’s daughter
Broog (21) – ½ Clan, 4th Ranked male hunter
---Ena (20) – ½ Clan, 4th Ranked Woman-Who-Hunts
------Eva (9) – ½ Clan daughter of Ena, training to become Woman-Who-Hunts
------Boov (6) – ½ Clan son of Ena
Crug (24) – Clan, 5th Ranked male hunter (wolf totem)
---Ika (22) – Clan, Crug’s mate
------Crik (1) – Clan, Ika’s son
---Oga (19) – Clan, Crug’s 2nd mate, Broud’s widow (hamster totem)
------Grev (6) – Clan, Oga’s 2nd son
------Dorv (1) Clan, Oga’s 3rd son
Vorv (19) – ½ Clan, 6th Ranked male hunter
---Uva (17) – ½ Clan mate of Vorv
------Broov (6) – ½ Clan son of Uva (looks full Clan)
------Ugra (5) – ½ Clan daughter of Uva (looks full Others) training to become Woman-Who-Hunts
------Vorva (1) – ½ Clan daughter of Uva
Borg (11) – Clan, 7th Ranked male hunter, (Boar totem)
---Ona (11) – Clan, Borg’s mate (Owl totem)
------Bona (1) Clan, Ona’s daughter
Brac (10) – Clan, Oga’s 1st son, 8th Ranked hunter (Bison totem)
---Igra (8) – Clan, Ika’s daughter, Brac’s Mate
Brun (35) – Clan, former leader, 10th Ranked male hunter (Bison totem)
---Aba (37) (ground squirrel totem) Brun’s mate
Grod (31) – Clan, son of the mate of Zoug, 12th Ranked male hunter (Brown Bear totem)
---Uka (27) – Clan, Ebra’s sister, Grod’s Mate
Droog (33) – Clan, toolmaker, Aga’s mate, 13th Ranked male hunter
---Aga (26) – Clan, Droog’s mate
------Groob (8) – Clan, Aga’s son, 9th Ranked male Hunter
Ekwus (2) – Leader of the Centaur Herd
--- 5 Unicorns – Ekwus’ Mates.
------Unicorn foal (0)
---Ayla (16) – Other, Clan’s 1st Ranked Medicine Woman, 2nd Weech, 2nd Ranked Woman-Who-Hunts, Zar’s Mate, Ekwus’ adopted mother (Cave Lion totem)
Jondalar of the Zelandonii (19) – Other, flintknapper, Thonolan’s brother (Cave Lion totem)
---Iga (23) - Other, 3rd Ranked Woman-Who-Hunts, red-foot, Clanluna (one-who-serves-the-Mother)
The clop, clop of hooves announced Ekwus’ return to his cave. He was not alone. Trailing behind him, was a heavily pregnant unicorn.
“The sun tells this centaur that she will go into labor tonight,” signed Ekwus.
Chapter 18: “It’s not Clan!”
As Ekwus predicted, the unicorn went into labor that night. Her neighing, along with Ekwus’ panicking roused the women out of bed.
“Wake up! It’s time!” shouted Ekwus, in English.
“We’ll take care of it,” replied Ayla. “Why don’t you build us a fire to heat water?”
Cracking his firestone against a flint, the centaur soon had a bright blaze going that gave the Clanluna enough light that she could see signs. Between them, they delivered the centaur foal with little difficulty.
“Thekndjkmsahkj lkjshgl;kjashdg kjsdfgkj!” said Jondolar once the women were done. He had apparently watched the delivery and how the Unicorn was currently nudging the centaur foal to get it to stand and nurse.
“Ayla! He’s awake!” signed Iga. She grinned as she stared into the deep blue eyes of the stranger.
“The sun’s almost up anyway,” replied Ayla. “Why don’t we wash off in the river?”
“That’s a good idea,” signed Iga, as she observed the mess on her tunic and Ayla’s wrap.
“This centaur will make us some tea while you swim,” offered Ekwus as he watched his new son nurse. The unicorn knickered in contentment.
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“These men would speak with our mog-ur” signed Brun.
With a gesture, Goov invited Brun and Grod into his hearth. Ever since Creb died, Goov had replaced him on Brun’s “committee of elders.” He had just finished eating and Ovra was cleaning up when the two old men arrived. A look from her mate told her that they wanted privacy, so, grabbing baby Oogra and her collecting basket, Ovra left the cave in search of some spring greens.
“Our Leader has brought a man of the Others to the cave,” began Brun.
“This man had noticed this,” agreed Goov.
“Vorn says that Ayla and the Clanluna are caring for another man of the Others at Ekwus’ cave,” continued Brun.
“This man is aware of this too,” signed Goov. “This man wishes Creb were still here. How many more of these Others will join us? He told this man that the Others held the key to the future of the Clan! But what did he mean? Are we to be gradually replaced by the Others? Even for mog-urs the future is a difficult concept. Who knows what is to come?”
“Luna knows,” observed Brun.
“This is intolerable!” signed Grod. “First we take in an injured girl of the Others and when she fails to be a good Clan woman, we change our ways to suit her! Then we take in a Weech of the Others from the Spirit World and she kills our Leader and takes his place! Women can’t be Leader! We’ve started letting deformed babies live and even taken full-grown deformed people into our Clan! Over and over again, we let the Others into our Clan! Soon we won’t have any Clan left!”
“This is true,” admitted Brun. “Yet look at how much better our life has been since Luna came. This man never thought his mangled deformed brother would ever be anything but a burden. Instead, he became the greatest of all Mog-Urs. Would he have lived as long if Luna hadn’t come from the Spirit World? This man doubts it. She made him a Mate, a hunter, and this man is certain that she even let her spirit be defeated by his so that she could bring a son to his hearth.
But he’s not the only one who’s benefited from association with Others and deformed people. Look at how much more meat we are catching with Zar’s throwing spears. Look how much more meat we get now that the women hunt with bows. Last winter, using that sleigh the women even hunted in the winter! And the snorkack milk! Didn’t you enjoy having a cup of milk with your breakfast?”
“The former leader is right,” signed Goov. “The Others bring luck. Look at how many more babies have been born since we found this cave.”
“But’s it’s not Clan!” signed Grod, in frustration.
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After breakfast, Durc grabbed his throwing spears and sling then, wandered over to Crug’s hearth.
“Grev, let’s see if we can get Brac to take us hunting!” signed the ½ Clan boy.
“Wait a moment, this boy needs to get his spear and his bola,” replied Grev, as he gathered his hunting weapons.
“Brac, will you take us hunting?” Grev asked his older brother.
The young man peered at the two boys with his brown eyes. Although they were only a year apart in age, they looked very different. Grev, being full Clan, was nearly a man. He had the same brown hair and deep brown eyes that most of the Clan had. Durc looked very different. His forehead and his dirty blonde hair made him look deformed to Clan eyes. But his eyes were the dark brown shade that Brac thought they ought to be. It was also very clear that Durc was still a boy and nowhere near adulthood.
“Very well,” agreed Brac, as he reached for his heavy Clan-style spear and sling.
He knew very well that with only the three of them, he was unlikely to catch anything for which he’d need his spear. But he also knew the value of practice in preparing the boys for their Manhood Hunt.
“Did you see that man of the Others that Luna brought back?” signed Durc, as they walked through the trees along the river.
“Who needed to when we could hear her just fine?” remarked Grev. “Why are women of the Others so noisy when they’re Relieving a man’s Needs?”
“You will find that women have Needs of their own to Relieve,” explained Brac. “Soon, little brother, the Clanluna will begin teaching you her Mother’s gift of Sharing Pleasures. This man has observed that Ayla makes sounds when she’s Sharing Pleasures too. Perhaps it’s just the way the Others are?”
“Vorn says that Uba went to help Mama take care of another injured man of the Others,” signed Durc, bitterly. “Do you think she Relieved his Need last night?”
“Your Mother is a good Clan woman,” assured Grev. “This boy is certain that if a man gave her The Signal, she would comply.”
“Well, at least Clanluna is with them,” signed Durc, Hopefully. “Hopefully she’ll take care of any Needs that need to be Relieved.”
“Like Ayla’s Needs,” joked Grev. The whole Clan was well aware that Ayla and Luna sometimes liked to Share Pleasures, with or without the help of Ayla’s mate, Zar. In fact, Luna had been sharing furs with the couple ever since the Mother Festival, last winter.
“It just doesn’t seem right to me that a woman could Share Pleasures with another woman!” complained Brac. “It’s not Clan! If I were Leader, I wouldn’t let women share pleasures with each other. In fact, I don’t think women should Share Pleasures with anyone without their Mate’s permission. It’s not Clan!”
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Once they got down to the small river, Ayla untied her wrap and dove into the water. Iga had to take more care as she had to pull her tunic over her head, untie her leggings and pull off her boots. By the time she had waded into the water, Ayla had swum upstream and back.
Iga silently shrieked as she sunk down into the water and the cold touched her sensitive parts. Iga then, dipped her head underwater to get it wet, while Ayla began preparing some soap-root.
When Ayla had the soap-root ready, she handed half of it to Iga and rubbed it all over herself and in her hair. Iga did the same. Once they were lathered up. They dipped in the water to rinse off. Ayla then waded to the edge and used a teasel to brush her hair before handing it to Iga.
While Ayla stood there absentmindedly brushing the teasel through her beautiful golden hair, Iga couldn’t help admiring her beauty. Staring at her friend, she found herself starting to become aroused, not only by the sight of the radiant naked woman standing ankle deep in the water as she ran the teasel through her hair, but also by the thought that Ayla’s blonde hair matched the stranger, Jondolar. Just thinking of his piercing blue eyes made her quiver.
When Ayla was finished with the teasel, she began preparing more soap-root to wash their clothes. Still she couldn’t help stealing glances at the naked body of the only red-haired member of their Clan.
“Amongst your original people, did anyone have blue eyes like Dyondar’s” asked Ayla.
“No. We all had either green eyes like mine or blue eyes like yours,” signed Iga. “This woman wishes she could tell you who they were, but she can’t pronounce it any more.”
“Luna was trying to save your life,” replied Ayla. “If she hadn’t acted, you would have died.”
“Oh this woman isn’t mad about it,” replied Iga. “This woman is happy to give up my voice for a chance to serve the Goddess on Earth.”
“This woman thinks she should gather some healing herbs for Dyondar,” signed Ayla after thinking for a moment. “Why don’t you go check on our patient?”
Handing her wet wrap to Iga, then, sticking her wand behind her ear, like Luna had taught her, Ayla began wading along the shore looking for water plants.
Iga shifted the bundle of leather clothes onto one arm, then, Iga started up the path to the cave. As the approached the entrance of the cave, the chill of the Ice Age spring made her nipples stand up prominently. Then she saw that Jondolar was still awake. His face lit up in appreciation of her beauty. Seeing the look on his face, Iga shifted her bundle so it interfered with his view less and she returned his smile.
The sight was lost on Ekwus. The Centaur was not particularly interested in the sight of human mammary glands. He much preferred the sight of the swishing tail of a unicorn in heat.
“The tea is ready,” signed Ekwus.
“Why don’t you take some down to Ayla,” signed Iga, not taking her eyes off of the man with the magnificent blue eyes.
As she heard the clip-clop of the centaur’s hooves retreating, Iga got closer to Jondolar. When she picked up the cup of tea and held it up. Jondolar shifted his eyes up from her chest. Iga helped him sit a little to drink, but his smile contorted into a grimace of pain. After he drank the tea, he lay back.
Once he’d caught his breath again, he started talking to her:
“F ejklakjfklsa fdlkha;lkjshfg”
She didn’t understand. Finally, he mimed urinating. This, she understood. Looking around, Iga found a drinking skin he could use. She pulled down his sleeping fur, grasped the tip of his organ and placed it in the mouth of the bag. She looked up at the shock on his face. But then, he relaxed enough to release his stream. Once he was done, Iga set the bag aside, but to continued to hold his organ, examining it carefully. She wondered how big it would grow when stiff. She started to stroke it. Both his smile the growth of it told her he was enjoying this. But then he started to pump his hips and cried out in pain.
‘What are you doing!” yelled Ayla, in English. “He’s not well enough for that yet!”
Iga jumped away in startlement as a blush spread over her body.
Jondolar groaned in disappointment.
Chapter 18: “It’s not Clan!”
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Luna’s Clan List
Deceased members:
Iga – mother of Ebra and Uka
Uba – mother of Creb, Brun and Iza
---Creb (37) – former Mog-Ur, 1st Weez-Ur (Roe Deer/Ursus totem),
---Iza (28) – Uba’s mother, adopted mother of Ayla
---Ebra (41) – Brun’s mate, Broud’s mother
---------Broud (21) – former Leader (Wooly Rhinoceros totem)
Dorv
Zoug (43) – second in command to the leader before Brun
Living Members
Thonolan of the Sharamudoi (17) – Other, Woodworker, Jondalar’s brother. (Cave Lion totem)
---Luna (22) – Other, Leader, 1st Weech (Snorkack totem)
-------Zeen – (3) ½ Clan, son of Luna, 2nd Weez-Ur (Ursus Totem)
---------Ansalong (11) - Owl
---------Winter Sleeper (2) – Cave Bear
Zar (22) ½ Clan man, 1st Ranked male hunter, Goov’s Acolyte (Ursus Totem)
--------Durc (5) –½ Clan Ayla’s son, (Gray Wolf totem)
--------Iza (3) –¼ Clan Ayla’s daughter, 3rd Weech (Unicorn Totem)
Vorn (15) – Clan, 2nd Ranked male hunter
---Uba (10) – Clan, Medicine Woman, Vorn’s mate
------Uma (1) – Clan, Uba’s daughter
Goov (22) – Clan, mog-ur, 11th Ranked male hunter, (Aurochs totem/Ursus totem)
---Ovra (20) – Clan, Goov’s mate, (Beaver totem)
------Oogra (1) – Clan, Ovra’s daughter
Groog (27) – 1/8 Clan man, 3rd Ranked male hunter (megaceros totem)
------Griga (1) – 1/16 Clan, Iga’s daughter
Broog (21) – ½ Clan, 4th Ranked male hunter
---Ena (20) – ½ Clan, 4th Ranked Woman-Who-Hunts
------Eva (9) – ½ Clan daughter of Ena, training to become Woman-Who-Hunts
------Boov (6) – ½ Clan son of Ena
Crug (24) – Clan, 5th Ranked male hunter (wolf totem)
---Ika (22) – Clan, Crug’s mate
------Crik (1) – Clan, Ika’s son
---Oga (19) – Clan, Crug’s 2nd mate, Broud’s widow (hamster totem)
------Grev (6) – Clan, Oga’s 2nd son
------Dorv (1) Clan, Oga’s 3rd son
Vorv (19) – ½ Clan, 6th Ranked male hunter
---Uva (17) – ½ Clan mate of Vorv
------Broov (6) – ½ Clan son of Uva (looks full Clan)
------Ugra (5) – ½ Clan daughter of Uva (looks full Others) training to become Woman-Who-Hunts
------Vorva (1) – ½ Clan daughter of Uva
Borg (11) – Clan, 7th Ranked male hunter, (Boar totem)
---Ona (11) – Clan, Borg’s mate (Owl totem)
------Bona (1) Clan, Ona’s daughter
Brac (10) – Clan, Oga’s 1st son, 8th Ranked hunter (Bison totem)
---Igra (8) – Clan, Ika’s daughter, Brac’s Mate
Brun (35) – Clan, former leader, 10th Ranked male hunter (Bison totem)
---Aba (37) (ground squirrel totem) Brun’s mate
Grod (31) – Clan, son of the mate of Zoug, 12th Ranked male hunter (Brown Bear totem)
---Uka (27) – Clan, Ebra’s sister, Grod’s Mate
Droog (33) – Clan, toolmaker, Aga’s mate, 13th Ranked male hunter
---Aga (26) – Clan, Droog’s mate
------Groob (8) – Clan, Aga’s son, 9th Ranked male Hunter
Ekwus (2) – Leader of the Centaur Herd
--- 5 Unicorns – Ekwus’ Mates.
------Unicorn foal (0)
---Ayla (16) – Other, Clan’s 1st Ranked Medicine Woman, 2nd Weech, 2nd Ranked Woman-Who-Hunts, Zar’s Mate, Ekwus’ adopted mother (Cave Lion totem)
Jondalar of the Zelandonii (19) – Other, flintknapper, Thonolan’s brother (Cave Lion totem)
---Iga (23) - Other, 3rd Ranked Woman-Who-Hunts, red-foot, Clanluna (one-who-serves-the-Mother)
The clop, clop of hooves announced Ekwus’ return to his cave. He was not alone. Trailing behind him, was a heavily pregnant unicorn.
“The sun tells this centaur that she will go into labor tonight,” signed Ekwus.
Chapter 18: “It’s not Clan!”
As Ekwus predicted, the unicorn went into labor that night. Her neighing, along with Ekwus’ panicking roused the women out of bed.
“Wake up! It’s time!” shouted Ekwus, in English.
“We’ll take care of it,” replied Ayla. “Why don’t you build us a fire to heat water?”
Cracking his firestone against a flint, the centaur soon had a bright blaze going that gave the Clanluna enough light that she could see signs. Between them, they delivered the centaur foal with little difficulty.
“Thekndjkmsahkj lkjshgl;kjashdg kjsdfgkj!” said Jondolar once the women were done. He had apparently watched the delivery and how the Unicorn was currently nudging the centaur foal to get it to stand and nurse.
“Ayla! He’s awake!” signed Iga. She grinned as she stared into the deep blue eyes of the stranger.
“The sun’s almost up anyway,” replied Ayla. “Why don’t we wash off in the river?”
“That’s a good idea,” signed Iga, as she observed the mess on her tunic and Ayla’s wrap.
“This centaur will make us some tea while you swim,” offered Ekwus as he watched his new son nurse. The unicorn knickered in contentment.
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
“These men would speak with our mog-ur” signed Brun.
With a gesture, Goov invited Brun and Grod into his hearth. Ever since Creb died, Goov had replaced him on Brun’s “committee of elders.” He had just finished eating and Ovra was cleaning up when the two old men arrived. A look from her mate told her that they wanted privacy, so, grabbing baby Oogra and her collecting basket, Ovra left the cave in search of some spring greens.
“Our Leader has brought a man of the Others to the cave,” began Brun.
“This man had noticed this,” agreed Goov.
“Vorn says that Ayla and the Clanluna are caring for another man of the Others at Ekwus’ cave,” continued Brun.
“This man is aware of this too,” signed Goov. “This man wishes Creb were still here. How many more of these Others will join us? He told this man that the Others held the key to the future of the Clan! But what did he mean? Are we to be gradually replaced by the Others? Even for mog-urs the future is a difficult concept. Who knows what is to come?”
“Luna knows,” observed Brun.
“This is intolerable!” signed Grod. “First we take in an injured girl of the Others and when she fails to be a good Clan woman, we change our ways to suit her! Then we take in a Weech of the Others from the Spirit World and she kills our Leader and takes his place! Women can’t be Leader! We’ve started letting deformed babies live and even taken full-grown deformed people into our Clan! Over and over again, we let the Others into our Clan! Soon we won’t have any Clan left!”
“This is true,” admitted Brun. “Yet look at how much better our life has been since Luna came. This man never thought his mangled deformed brother would ever be anything but a burden. Instead, he became the greatest of all Mog-Urs. Would he have lived as long if Luna hadn’t come from the Spirit World? This man doubts it. She made him a Mate, a hunter, and this man is certain that she even let her spirit be defeated by his so that she could bring a son to his hearth.
But he’s not the only one who’s benefited from association with Others and deformed people. Look at how much more meat we are catching with Zar’s throwing spears. Look how much more meat we get now that the women hunt with bows. Last winter, using that sleigh the women even hunted in the winter! And the snorkack milk! Didn’t you enjoy having a cup of milk with your breakfast?”
“The former leader is right,” signed Goov. “The Others bring luck. Look at how many more babies have been born since we found this cave.”
“But’s it’s not Clan!” signed Grod, in frustration.
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
After breakfast, Durc grabbed his throwing spears and sling then, wandered over to Crug’s hearth.
“Grev, let’s see if we can get Brac to take us hunting!” signed the ½ Clan boy.
“Wait a moment, this boy needs to get his spear and his bola,” replied Grev, as he gathered his hunting weapons.
“Brac, will you take us hunting?” Grev asked his older brother.
The young man peered at the two boys with his brown eyes. Although they were only a year apart in age, they looked very different. Grev, being full Clan, was nearly a man. He had the same brown hair and deep brown eyes that most of the Clan had. Durc looked very different. His forehead and his dirty blonde hair made him look deformed to Clan eyes. But his eyes were the dark brown shade that Brac thought they ought to be. It was also very clear that Durc was still a boy and nowhere near adulthood.
“Very well,” agreed Brac, as he reached for his heavy Clan-style spear and sling.
He knew very well that with only the three of them, he was unlikely to catch anything for which he’d need his spear. But he also knew the value of practice in preparing the boys for their Manhood Hunt.
“Did you see that man of the Others that Luna brought back?” signed Durc, as they walked through the trees along the river.
“Who needed to when we could hear her just fine?” remarked Grev. “Why are women of the Others so noisy when they’re Relieving a man’s Needs?”
“You will find that women have Needs of their own to Relieve,” explained Brac. “Soon, little brother, the Clanluna will begin teaching you her Mother’s gift of Sharing Pleasures. This man has observed that Ayla makes sounds when she’s Sharing Pleasures too. Perhaps it’s just the way the Others are?”
“Vorn says that Uba went to help Mama take care of another injured man of the Others,” signed Durc, bitterly. “Do you think she Relieved his Need last night?”
“Your Mother is a good Clan woman,” assured Grev. “This boy is certain that if a man gave her The Signal, she would comply.”
“Well, at least Clanluna is with them,” signed Durc, Hopefully. “Hopefully she’ll take care of any Needs that need to be Relieved.”
“Like Ayla’s Needs,” joked Grev. The whole Clan was well aware that Ayla and Luna sometimes liked to Share Pleasures, with or without the help of Ayla’s mate, Zar. In fact, Luna had been sharing furs with the couple ever since the Mother Festival, last winter.
“It just doesn’t seem right to me that a woman could Share Pleasures with another woman!” complained Brac. “It’s not Clan! If I were Leader, I wouldn’t let women share pleasures with each other. In fact, I don’t think women should Share Pleasures with anyone without their Mate’s permission. It’s not Clan!”
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Once they got down to the small river, Ayla untied her wrap and dove into the water. Iga had to take more care as she had to pull her tunic over her head, untie her leggings and pull off her boots. By the time she had waded into the water, Ayla had swum upstream and back.
Iga silently shrieked as she sunk down into the water and the cold touched her sensitive parts. Iga then, dipped her head underwater to get it wet, while Ayla began preparing some soap-root.
When Ayla had the soap-root ready, she handed half of it to Iga and rubbed it all over herself and in her hair. Iga did the same. Once they were lathered up. They dipped in the water to rinse off. Ayla then waded to the edge and used a teasel to brush her hair before handing it to Iga.
While Ayla stood there absentmindedly brushing the teasel through her beautiful golden hair, Iga couldn’t help admiring her beauty. Staring at her friend, she found herself starting to become aroused, not only by the sight of the radiant naked woman standing ankle deep in the water as she ran the teasel through her hair, but also by the thought that Ayla’s blonde hair matched the stranger, Jondolar. Just thinking of his piercing blue eyes made her quiver.
When Ayla was finished with the teasel, she began preparing more soap-root to wash their clothes. Still she couldn’t help stealing glances at the naked body of the only red-haired member of their Clan.
“Amongst your original people, did anyone have blue eyes like Dyondar’s” asked Ayla.
“No. We all had either green eyes like mine or blue eyes like yours,” signed Iga. “This woman wishes she could tell you who they were, but she can’t pronounce it any more.”
“Luna was trying to save your life,” replied Ayla. “If she hadn’t acted, you would have died.”
“Oh this woman isn’t mad about it,” replied Iga. “This woman is happy to give up my voice for a chance to serve the Goddess on Earth.”
“This woman thinks she should gather some healing herbs for Dyondar,” signed Ayla after thinking for a moment. “Why don’t you go check on our patient?”
Handing her wet wrap to Iga, then, sticking her wand behind her ear, like Luna had taught her, Ayla began wading along the shore looking for water plants.
Iga shifted the bundle of leather clothes onto one arm, then, Iga started up the path to the cave. As the approached the entrance of the cave, the chill of the Ice Age spring made her nipples stand up prominently. Then she saw that Jondolar was still awake. His face lit up in appreciation of her beauty. Seeing the look on his face, Iga shifted her bundle so it interfered with his view less and she returned his smile.
The sight was lost on Ekwus. The Centaur was not particularly interested in the sight of human mammary glands. He much preferred the sight of the swishing tail of a unicorn in heat.
“The tea is ready,” signed Ekwus.
“Why don’t you take some down to Ayla,” signed Iga, not taking her eyes off of the man with the magnificent blue eyes.
As she heard the clip-clop of the centaur’s hooves retreating, Iga got closer to Jondolar. When she picked up the cup of tea and held it up. Jondolar shifted his eyes up from her chest. Iga helped him sit a little to drink, but his smile contorted into a grimace of pain. After he drank the tea, he lay back.
Once he’d caught his breath again, he started talking to her:
“F ejklakjfklsa fdlkha;lkjshfg”
She didn’t understand. Finally, he mimed urinating. This, she understood. Looking around, Iga found a drinking skin he could use. She pulled down his sleeping fur, grasped the tip of his organ and placed it in the mouth of the bag. She looked up at the shock on his face. But then, he relaxed enough to release his stream. Once he was done, Iga set the bag aside, but to continued to hold his organ, examining it carefully. She wondered how big it would grow when stiff. She started to stroke it. Both his smile the growth of it told her he was enjoying this. But then he started to pump his hips and cried out in pain.
‘What are you doing!” yelled Ayla, in English. “He’s not well enough for that yet!”
Iga jumped away in startlement as a blush spread over her body.
Jondolar groaned in disappointment.
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