Funny Feeling [Daniel]

[Sylkra]

A thick luminous fog laid over Syliras like a blanket. Sylkra didn't like the fog one bit. It threw her vision away since she was colorblind, not that vision really mattered to her. She could still certainly get around by her phenomenal sense of smell.

The wolf dodged in and out between people like it was a maze, and this street was packed with people on this particular day. Sylkra didn't really know why there were so many people, but she didn't really mind either. Her mind was on her target destination, Daniel's house. Daniel was a kind man who Sylkra had really taken a liking to. He had even become her master.

Sylkra didn't know how it happened, it had happened so fast. It was all a fast blur in her memory, a chunk of time lost in space.

When she arrived, Sylkra shapeshifted outside of his door to use the knob. She stepped inside and immediately sat down. She felt tired and hungry, but didn't know why. She also felt kind of lightheaded and dizzy as well. Sylkra had never experienced this sensation before. It was very strange.

[Daniel Connor]

It was foggy outside, and there was a nip in the air. He went to the market and bought a bundle of firewood from the market, walking back, sweat dripping down his face from the effort of hauling the huge logs through the streets to his flat. He dropped the bundle of wood and unlocked the door, pulling it open with a creak. He got his hatchet and chopped the wood to manageable size. Soup bubbled on the wood stove as he arranged the sticks and planks in the hearth, and lit them with a flint and tinder. The fire cast a warm light around the room, bathing the small house in its heat. He absent mindedly stirred the soup, a hearty broth with beef chunks and a medley of vegetables. It was casting a mouthwatering sent around the room. He heard the door knob turn, and Daniel looked over to see who it was. It was Sylkra, who walked over to a chair and sat down, looking dazed. He felt heat rush to his face, as his bond was nude, having just Shifted. He was used to it by now, but it was still unusually for humans, not so for Kelvics. He looked at her golden eyes and saw that they were cloudy. He walked over to her and put his hand on her forehead, as his mother had done when he was very young. She was burning up. He tutted with sympathy for his bond, and said, “I’m afraid Sylkra, you are sick. Walking about in this damp weather will do that to you.” “Here,” he filled a bowl with the stew and handed it to her, “You need to keep strong so you can get well soon.”

[Sylkra]

Sylk slumped in her seat, the the crackling fire spreading its warmth to Sylkra's body, but not her toes or fingers. She huddled her fingers close to her mouth, and blew on them so as to keep them warm with her hot breath (Which smelled very much like dog breath). She looked at Daniel and managed a weak smile. "Hi master!" Daniel rushed to her and she closed her eyes as his hand lay upon her forehead. She looked at him as he spoke of her being sick.

She grunted with frustration. Being sick was bad and Sylk knew it. When she was a puppy whenever her mother did the same thing, put her hand on Sylkra's forehead and pronounce she was sick, Sylkra felt really bad. She felt drained of her energy and lightheaded. It was a bad feeling. But eventually, Sylk always got better.

Daniel handed her some soup and Sylk held it close to herself. She sipped it cautiously for it was still steaming with hot freshness. Only the first time she sipped it did it burn her tongue.

"So what have you done today? I have been hunting."

[Daniel Connor]

Sylk took a sip of Daniel’s fresh soup, he gazed at her face, looking to see that she had enjoyed it. Through their bond he caught feelings of enjoyment, making him smile warmly, glad she had liked it. He had never been this close emotionally to anyone before. She was young, but had probably been sick before, as most everyone is in their youth. But still, he hated seeing her in pain or discomfort. He was broken out of his thoughts by Sylk asking, “So what have you done today? I have been hunting." He pondered for a moment and replied, “I collected some money for my last job, though, it was not as much as I had hoped. Did you catch anything? Besides a cold, I mean. You have to be more careful, early spring is just as bad as winter, just with more green things. I wish you were better.” He looked into her eyes, wandering in their golden splendor. His irises turned pink. Funny thing, Vantha eyes.

[Sylkra]

Sylkra finished off her soup quickly, and began lapping the bowl clean with her to tongue. "Thank you," she said, licking her lips. "I liked your soup." She yawned, suddenly tired but still dizzy. But, she enjoyed sitting with her master so much she decided to fight her tiredness. “I collected some money for my last job, though, it was not as much as I had hoped. Did you catch anything? Besides a cold, I mean. You have to be more careful, early spring is just as bad as winter, just with more green things. I wish you were better," Daniel said. Sylkra could sense easily the admiration in his voice.

"I didn't catch anything," Sylkra said sadly. "The prey today was absolutely terrible." Her head pulsed as she talked. Her hands flew to her forehead and she put her elbows on the table. "Ouch," she muttered. Sylk looked up. "Can we go lie down? My head hurts." She noticed his eyes flash pink. If she was a Vantha, hers would do the same. Some emotion along the lines of affection, or maybe even love.

[Daniel Connor]

"I didn't catch anything," Daniel’s bond said sadly. "The prey today was absolutely terrible." Sylk’s face grew flushed, rose red spreading along her smooth skin. He winced as her hands jumped to her forehead, "ouch," she muttered. Sylk shot a pleading look at him. "Can we go lie down? My head hurts." It wounded him to her the strain and weakness in her voice, and his heart sobbed in his chest. “Yes, bed is a good idea right now. I too tire of the day, and wish it to be over. Come.” Daniel murmured, motioning for her to lie down on the bed with a wave of his arm. He striped down to his undergarmets, putting his cloak and pants in a pile near the dresser, and joined her in their bed. Heat radiated off of her like the sun over a desert, making him a bit uncomfortable, but he would stand it, if only for her sake. Daniel wrapped his arms around her smallish form, and comforted her with his touch. Poor Sylk. Being sick was the worst, but it would not be as bad with someone who loved you nearby to care for you. He caressed the back of her neck with his lips softly. He hummed softly, a tune that was happy, yet sad at the same time. “Get better soon, my heart’s bond.”

[Sylkra]

When her master accepted the offer, Sylk managed a weak smile. She attempted helped him take off his clothes in any way she could, but eventually gave up and moved for the bed, as he gestured. "Thank you," she murmured. Daniel joined her in bed, and she gratefully leaned forward so he could kiss her on the back of her neck. She laid her head on his shoulder, and her hand came up and stroked his arm delicately.

He sung her a song, slow but happy. Sylk sighed. Her hand moved from his arm to his chest, feeling the coldness of his temperature compared to hers. She moved her hand away quickly, figuring that would be uncomfortable.

"Master," she said suddenly, "does loving a Kelvic make the other humans dislike you?" She had only just thought of this. She knew that in the distant city of Ravok, they despised Kelvics, every Kelvic had been told that since they were born. If loving Daniel put him in danger, Sylk would have to stop.

[Daniel Connor]

"Master," Sylk said suddenly, "does loving a Kelvic make the other humans dislike you?" Her face had a display of genuine concern for Daniel, and he was touched. His face softened, and his eyes turned a brilliant shade of purple. “My love, in Syliras almost everything is accepted, that is why I moved here. Flux is frowned upon in most places, so here made the most sense. And as for our relationship, there are many like us here also, so hating one couple would be a huge blemish on that person’s social status. Plus, even if we were disliked, I would stick with you anyway.” Daniel explained, his eyes turning a vibrant shade of pink. His punctuated his sentence by pressing his lips to hers, feeling her soft skin under his arms. Daniel buried his face in her long hair, taking in her intoxicating scent. Daniel received a feeling of worry across their bond. She was probably wondering if he might get hurt because of the bond they shared, so he spoke in a whisper, “I can take care of people how would do me harm, I am not in any danger.”

[Sylkra]

"My love," Daniel said, "Almost everything here in Syliras is accepted." Sylkra sighed at this, but felt somehow comforted. She listened to the rest of what he had to say contently. When Daniel leaned in to kiss her, she accepted the kiss with gratitude, embracing him and placing a hand on the back of his head. She watched as he smelled her hair, and she closed her eyes, smiling.

“I can take care of people how would do me harm, I am not in any danger.”

"Kiss me," was all she said after he had spoken his words of comfort. She snogged Daniel again, feeling his presence the only the thing in the world that would make Sylk feel better. "I promise to never leave you Master," she told him, staring into his wonderful pink eyes.

[Daniel Connor]

“Kiss me” Sylk murmured, and he pressed her hot lips into his, relishing in her company and her flavor. He felt happiness come across their bond, as they were more one than two now, and he was sure she was feeling the same thing from him. They pulled away from the passionate kiss, breathless, and she said, "I promise to never leave you Master." He gazed into her eyes for a while and replied, “I would sooner perish then be parted from you, though we would meet in whatever comes after.” Daniel pulled her back into a deep embrace, taking comfort in her body, her softness, her aroma. “So, my love. Are you feeling better?” He knew it might be a stupid question, as illnesses do not often pass so quickly, but he may have been helping some. He was lost in her golden eyes for a while, his pink ones shining in their dark apartment.