<CC 749 > Dark Reunion - Collection of the Grand Prize
- Swishing his darkened blue tail mildly in frusteration with Sophia and her persistant concerns and refusals. Falcon perked his ears up with a mild curiousity when he sensed one of his minions make contact with an infuriating contact. Extending his senses outward to the lake south of the city the dark mew vanished from the rooftop. Reappearing next to a young eevee cub knocked out cold by an unseen assailant. ~Now is not a time for slumber Rex, awaken else I should lose my patience and plunge your soul into an eternal slumber...~ the dark mew spoke coldly to the unconscious mind of the other in an effort to penetrate her dreams. He did not care one way or another what happened to the other half of his minion and was repulsed simply by his form. Pondering the grace of him silencing her misery forever yet that conflicted with his objective on the immediate horizen that required the flygon and a stronger heir.
Long tail swaying at his side for a moment while he studied her sleep with an expression of sadistic delight and disgust. Aware Rex had one primary weakness in his psyche and that was the dragoness and his odd feelings of compassion or love. Yet Falcon pondered whether Rex might be of any use beyond luring Glaurung to do his bidding. Curious if he could convert Rex into another of the lowly members of his collection and experiments or whether Rex proved a higher use as a warrior. Both offered potential yet while he studied this eevee cub disgust rapidly swelled in his eyes as he whiped his tail at her side hard enough for leaving a bruise or whip-cut on her otherwise lovely fur. The idea of her of all pokemon being elevated by her seed was disgraceful, and he decided instead that she would be more suitable dead than a member of his collection. However, the prospect of shattering her will to force her into submission to his objectives was a challenge he refused from backing down from and felt it was the first step in her corruption.
- In a darkened corner, a cluster of eyes, filled with purpose, spyed upon a young pink and white Mew as she slept soundly on the floor of her cave. A faint fire kindled in them as thick legs slowly appeared from the shadows, knobbed and covered with hair like bristles of steel, and they pulled the eyes forward. The head they were set in was both horned and fanged, attached to a large body, several times the Mew's size. And slowly, the creature in spider like form crawled from its hole in the cave ceiling and descended to the floor. It closed the distance from the feline, then disappeared from sight in the cave's shadow and a dark blue Mew emerged from the shadow with the same fire kindeled in his red eyes. He closed the gap between them, considered her for a passing moment, then lay quietly down near the other Mew, but did not touch her, except for his tail that ever so lightly brushed over hers.
--- In Realm_light@yahoogroups.com, "Jennifer Jones" <lil_lady_mew@...> wrote:
Quivering slightly in fear of his response, the young pink and white mew felt her heart racing in anticipation of his answer. Her mind in conflict with the desires of her body regaurding her desired answer, although the sound of his voice caused her to stiffen mildly. A pure sense of surprise radiating in her aura at the sound of his response while she watched him teleport into the cavern den. Remaining by the lake shore for a few moments quietly while her eyes innocently gazed into the cave at him as he drifted to sleep. Blinking into the cave, along the wall opposing Glaurung, Celestia strived to discover a new comfortable position against the cold grey stones. However, the heat across her body, disorientating her senses in discomforts, while her thoughts continually drifted to that dark blue mew sleeping a couple feet away on the other side of the cavern a few feet from Glaurung.
The heightened emotional state of the young mew over the past couple days only increasing the symptoms of her first heat. Silently met in discomfort after nearly a half hour of striving to end the torments, until she resolved to blink up to the cavern ceiling. The cold night air nipped at her short pink and white fur, despite the shear warmth she felt radiating throughout her entire body from her ears to tail; while she slowly began to drift off to sleep. ~What is happening...~ she thought quietly to herself, nearly in tears from having her deep emotional conflicts between mind and body regaurding Glaurung. Aware that the females in her family usally had their heat around an early spring time. Although, she had never thought that it would feel like this and a part of her wondered why the females had to ensure such a highly emotionally charged state while boys only stood to profit.