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Peiter was hunched over and had his eyes practically glued to the ground when Gallus approached. The mood between them had improved considerably since what happened at the memorial, but that did not mean Peiter's overall depression had entirely subsided. Sometimes, he would seem to be alright, but he had episodes of intense sadness. Right now, he was obviously downtrodden, but it was not the worst mood he had been in since the battle.
"Oh, yeah, sure." Peiter answered apathetically. He had not been speaking to anyone during their dinner, so Gallus certainly had not interrupted anything. He stood up and followed Gallus wherever it was he wanted to take him.
Meanwhile, Meesei was showing some odd behavior as well. She had been seated right next to Sabine during dinner, and while she had been perfectly sociable while they were eating, she had also become strangely quiet at the end of the meal. It was not minutes later that she stood up without a word and made her way to her tent. Since she had no duties to perform, she had been well-rested that day, and they had done nothing particularly exhausting, it was strange that she was retiring so early.
"Oh, yeah, sure." Peiter answered apathetically. He had not been speaking to anyone during their dinner, so Gallus certainly had not interrupted anything. He stood up and followed Gallus wherever it was he wanted to take him.
Meanwhile, Meesei was showing some odd behavior as well. She had been seated right next to Sabine during dinner, and while she had been perfectly sociable while they were eating, she had also become strangely quiet at the end of the meal. It was not minutes later that she stood up without a word and made her way to her tent. Since she had no duties to perform, she had been well-rested that day, and they had done nothing particularly exhausting, it was strange that she was retiring so early.
"Well, as long as he can be what he wants. That sounds fine." Ma'tanza responded to Gallus with an understanding nod. "Goodbye, and make sure you all stay safe."
La'khay gave Tzirret a smaller, quicker hug, as well as a brief kiss to his forehead. "Thank you. This one knows that our clan will be a little bit duller without you and your pack, but she hopes you will continue to lift the spirits of others once you get home." For the next few minutes, both La'khay and La'tahne gave Tzirret another barrage of compliments, mostly on his appearance. But, once he was finally able to steal himself away from them, Ma'tanza was eager to follow through on the promise of a last goodbye kiss.
Overall, the goodbyes drew out a few minutes longer than planned, but there were no complaints. No matter what was said in the moment, many in the group would likely think of more they wished they had said after they departed. Eventually, after everyone had the chance to give their farewells, Meesei had to give the order to finally leave.
Once outside, the group loaded the last of their belongings onto the carts, then headed east into the desert. The route Meesei and Ri'vashi had planned was intended to get them into Cyrodiil with the least trouble possible. They would continue east, stopping along at one Oases before making a turn north. From there, their goal was to reach a town near the rivers in northeastern Elsweyr, sell their camels and carriages, and use the coin to buy a few boats they could take upstream the remainder of the way to Bravil. They would need to be cautious sneaking across the border, but they had done so before with a much larger group. In Bravil, they could sell the boats and hire a ship to take them the comparatively short distance to the Imperial City, then continue along the same path to Bruma which they had taken in the first place months prior.
The group did not make as much progress as planned on their first day of travel, but there was no real worry in the camp as a result. This time, they were not in any specific rush to reach their destination. Meesei certainly had much to do once she reached Bruma, and she would not want any significant delays, but for the first time essentially since they had reached Elsweyr, there was no longer a sense that every day lost was vital. For once, they could rest and relax on their journey. They set up camp at the usual time between two dunes, far away from any roads where they might be bothered.
La'khay gave Tzirret a smaller, quicker hug, as well as a brief kiss to his forehead. "Thank you. This one knows that our clan will be a little bit duller without you and your pack, but she hopes you will continue to lift the spirits of others once you get home." For the next few minutes, both La'khay and La'tahne gave Tzirret another barrage of compliments, mostly on his appearance. But, once he was finally able to steal himself away from them, Ma'tanza was eager to follow through on the promise of a last goodbye kiss.
Overall, the goodbyes drew out a few minutes longer than planned, but there were no complaints. No matter what was said in the moment, many in the group would likely think of more they wished they had said after they departed. Eventually, after everyone had the chance to give their farewells, Meesei had to give the order to finally leave.
Once outside, the group loaded the last of their belongings onto the carts, then headed east into the desert. The route Meesei and Ri'vashi had planned was intended to get them into Cyrodiil with the least trouble possible. They would continue east, stopping along at one Oases before making a turn north. From there, their goal was to reach a town near the rivers in northeastern Elsweyr, sell their camels and carriages, and use the coin to buy a few boats they could take upstream the remainder of the way to Bravil. They would need to be cautious sneaking across the border, but they had done so before with a much larger group. In Bravil, they could sell the boats and hire a ship to take them the comparatively short distance to the Imperial City, then continue along the same path to Bruma which they had taken in the first place months prior.
The group did not make as much progress as planned on their first day of travel, but there was no real worry in the camp as a result. This time, they were not in any specific rush to reach their destination. Meesei certainly had much to do once she reached Bruma, and she would not want any significant delays, but for the first time essentially since they had reached Elsweyr, there was no longer a sense that every day lost was vital. For once, they could rest and relax on their journey. They set up camp at the usual time between two dunes, far away from any roads where they might be bothered.
Alright, I'll move us to the right time and place. Goodnight
Do you think it is about time to end the farewells and have them move on? If so, I could move us to the next scene you have in mind, if you want.
Ssarak Dyreackthanose
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While the moment may not have been quite as extravagant as the one in the clouds, Ssarak embraced Meirin's kiss just as enthusiastically. It was a much different sensation with a Human than with an Esyire. His snout did not even have lips as she did, so it did not feel entirely "natural." He had to take what he could do and use it to make the experience pleasant for the both of them. In many ways, it mirrored their relationship as a whole. He and Meirin were inescapably different. Physically and socially, they were not meant to be together, but they were defying those expectations regardless. They were making their relationship work, no matter what was trying to inhibit it.
Ssarak was reluctant to go anywhere, or do anything else, but he knew well not to attempt to force a tender moment to last beyond its natural end. They had both shown their passion clearly, but they were still technically in a public place, and it was time to move on. Turning his head down towards the courtyard, Ssarak raised his brow. "Right, that is today. Given my role in saving the Naga, I suppose I should be present to see them off. I have no desire to leave your tender embrace, but...I suppose we will have plenty of time later." Ssarak chuckled lightheartedly. He was already holding on tightly to Meirin, so it was simple to scooper her up into his arms, then glide them down to the courtyard below. They landed near to Khan and the Naga, after which Ssarak lowered Meirin slowly onto her feet.
"Greetings Khan, Lyam, Matriarch." Ssarak said, looking at each of them in turn and bowing his head politely. "Is all well for the departure?"
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While the moment may not have been quite as extravagant as the one in the clouds, Ssarak embraced Meirin's kiss just as enthusiastically. It was a much different sensation with a Human than with an Esyire. His snout did not even have lips as she did, so it did not feel entirely "natural." He had to take what he could do and use it to make the experience pleasant for the both of them. In many ways, it mirrored their relationship as a whole. He and Meirin were inescapably different. Physically and socially, they were not meant to be together, but they were defying those expectations regardless. They were making their relationship work, no matter what was trying to inhibit it.
Ssarak was reluctant to go anywhere, or do anything else, but he knew well not to attempt to force a tender moment to last beyond its natural end. They had both shown their passion clearly, but they were still technically in a public place, and it was time to move on. Turning his head down towards the courtyard, Ssarak raised his brow. "Right, that is today. Given my role in saving the Naga, I suppose I should be present to see them off. I have no desire to leave your tender embrace, but...I suppose we will have plenty of time later." Ssarak chuckled lightheartedly. He was already holding on tightly to Meirin, so it was simple to scooper her up into his arms, then glide them down to the courtyard below. They landed near to Khan and the Naga, after which Ssarak lowered Meirin slowly onto her feet.
"Greetings Khan, Lyam, Matriarch." Ssarak said, looking at each of them in turn and bowing his head politely. "Is all well for the departure?"
Bheja shrugged his shoulders to Gallus. "You don't have to thank us. I mean, it's not like we befriended Tzirret out of charity or anything. He was shy, but interesting. If he was as fearful as you're thinking, then he put a lot of effort into putting himself out there to talk to us."
Ma'tanza nodded in agreement. "Tzirret is very kind, no matter how nervous he is at any point. He's someone who Ma'tanza would never doubt really cares about her. As for the letters...well, we're probably going to be staying with this clan for a while, so you can send them to Orcrest. This one will mention in her letters if we end up moving to a new place."
There was a pause, during which Ma'tanza seemed to appear uncomfortable. She glanced away from Gallus, took in a breath, then looked back to him nervously. "Tzirret is a very caring person. Ma'tanza doesn't think he will be very happy being a warrior. All the fighting and death...this one doesn't think it suits him at all. No one will make him be a warrior, will they? If he doesn't want to?"
Despite the fact that they were giving their goodbyes, La'khay almost seemed to be in a good mood from all of the pleasant memories they had all been discussing. With Tzirret, it was no different. "La'khay thinks you have that backwards. You and your pack did far more for La'khay and her pride than could ever possibly be repaid. Anything La'khay did for you was just to let out the natural beauty contained within you."
La'tahne stepped alongside Tzirret and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Yes, La'khay has told this one much about you, and if any of it is half-true, you deserve the praise. Such a lively and handsome boy you are; this one thinks you will have no problems going forward in your life. At least, none you cannot overcome."
Ra'kalesh smiled as he shook his head lightly. "Well, whatever happens, this one wishes you well. And of course, he pities whatever unfortunate souls end up facing Kaleeth in an arena." He commented, chuckling as he turned his attention to Janius. "Out of curiosity, how many bruises does she give you on a daily basis?"
Ma'tanza nodded in agreement. "Tzirret is very kind, no matter how nervous he is at any point. He's someone who Ma'tanza would never doubt really cares about her. As for the letters...well, we're probably going to be staying with this clan for a while, so you can send them to Orcrest. This one will mention in her letters if we end up moving to a new place."
There was a pause, during which Ma'tanza seemed to appear uncomfortable. She glanced away from Gallus, took in a breath, then looked back to him nervously. "Tzirret is a very caring person. Ma'tanza doesn't think he will be very happy being a warrior. All the fighting and death...this one doesn't think it suits him at all. No one will make him be a warrior, will they? If he doesn't want to?"
Despite the fact that they were giving their goodbyes, La'khay almost seemed to be in a good mood from all of the pleasant memories they had all been discussing. With Tzirret, it was no different. "La'khay thinks you have that backwards. You and your pack did far more for La'khay and her pride than could ever possibly be repaid. Anything La'khay did for you was just to let out the natural beauty contained within you."
La'tahne stepped alongside Tzirret and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Yes, La'khay has told this one much about you, and if any of it is half-true, you deserve the praise. Such a lively and handsome boy you are; this one thinks you will have no problems going forward in your life. At least, none you cannot overcome."
Ra'kalesh smiled as he shook his head lightly. "Well, whatever happens, this one wishes you well. And of course, he pities whatever unfortunate souls end up facing Kaleeth in an arena." He commented, chuckling as he turned his attention to Janius. "Out of curiosity, how many bruises does she give you on a daily basis?"
Ma'tanza was just as confused as Tzirret, since she could not think of what Gallus might have to say to her. She assumed he would want to give his goodbyes, but that would not require them to speak privately. Regardless, there was no harm in hearing what he had to say, so she nodded in response to Tzirret. "Yes, that's fine. Just don't forget about that kiss, okay?" She said, placing her hand briefly onto Tzirret's chest.
Once Tzirret had stepped away, Ma'tanza looked up at Gallus curiously. Even S'nishi had her head slightly tilted as she listened to what he had to say. "Um, is everything okay?" Ma'tanza asked.
La'khay smiled and returned Sabine's hug just as enthusiastically, and though La'tahne did not know her as closely, she joined in as well. La'khay laughed, then placed her hands on both of Sabine's cheeks once they were done with the hug. "Oh, you're just so cute when you're happy...and just in general. La'khay did help you along, but just remember that everything you needed, you accomplished all yourself. La'khay just...nudged you in the right direction. La'khay might have fixed up your hair and made you clean, but you did everything else from there. La'khay doesn't think it is possible to make someone beautiful. The beauty has to already be there, or La'khay can do nothing. Both you and Peiter are very beautiful people, and there is nothing in this world, or the next, that can ever change that. La'khay hopes you will go on and share that beauty with the world."
Ra'kalesh nodded to Janius. "This one hopes so as well, but whether we see each other again or not, Ra'kalesh will never forget you. None of us will. Lycans may not have historians of our own, but this one will write down your story himself if he has to. He will make sure your deeds are remembered, if not by everyone, at least by his own family. His pride, his friends, everyone he knows will hear about you and your pack for as long as he has a voice to speak. And as for Ra'kalesh's art, well...he hopes his teachings will be useful for you. Admittedly, this one's decision to train you probably would have disappointed other Whispering Fang monks. Your training is incomplete, you see, and practicing alone tends to reinforce bad habits. Most monks only take apprentices who choose to dedicate the years required to master the art. But...perhaps you can find another teacher to complete your training?"
Kaleeth shrugged her shoulders. "We could try, though I wouldn't really know where to start."
Once Tzirret had stepped away, Ma'tanza looked up at Gallus curiously. Even S'nishi had her head slightly tilted as she listened to what he had to say. "Um, is everything okay?" Ma'tanza asked.
La'khay smiled and returned Sabine's hug just as enthusiastically, and though La'tahne did not know her as closely, she joined in as well. La'khay laughed, then placed her hands on both of Sabine's cheeks once they were done with the hug. "Oh, you're just so cute when you're happy...and just in general. La'khay did help you along, but just remember that everything you needed, you accomplished all yourself. La'khay just...nudged you in the right direction. La'khay might have fixed up your hair and made you clean, but you did everything else from there. La'khay doesn't think it is possible to make someone beautiful. The beauty has to already be there, or La'khay can do nothing. Both you and Peiter are very beautiful people, and there is nothing in this world, or the next, that can ever change that. La'khay hopes you will go on and share that beauty with the world."
Ra'kalesh nodded to Janius. "This one hopes so as well, but whether we see each other again or not, Ra'kalesh will never forget you. None of us will. Lycans may not have historians of our own, but this one will write down your story himself if he has to. He will make sure your deeds are remembered, if not by everyone, at least by his own family. His pride, his friends, everyone he knows will hear about you and your pack for as long as he has a voice to speak. And as for Ra'kalesh's art, well...he hopes his teachings will be useful for you. Admittedly, this one's decision to train you probably would have disappointed other Whispering Fang monks. Your training is incomplete, you see, and practicing alone tends to reinforce bad habits. Most monks only take apprentices who choose to dedicate the years required to master the art. But...perhaps you can find another teacher to complete your training?"
Kaleeth shrugged her shoulders. "We could try, though I wouldn't really know where to start."
S'ajira gave a brief grunt and a nod, while Jo'rashaad spoke for them. "And there will always be a place for you here. You just take care of yourselves on your way home. We will be safe here, because you have made it safe for us."
"Yeah." Colors added. "No one really knows how long it will be before we can get a new clanhome of our own down south in the Tenmar, but it's not like the people of this clan are in any rush to throw us out. Maybe one day we'll have our home in the trees; get the outposts occupied again. But, it looks like everyone will be happy here until then. Well, as happy as a Saxhleel can be in a desert."
Ahnasha chuckled. "If this fails, you could always turn back to piracy."
Colors grinned and feigned a defensive posture. "Hey, I was never a pirate, I was a smuggler. There is a distinct and important difference. Still, I can see it now. Pick one of the uninhabited islands out in the southern sea, get ourselves some ships, and become a band of lycan pirates. Honestly, I don't think that's something that's happened before. Too bad those ships we stole are probably long gone by now."
Ri'vashi and Marcaille returned to the group after giving their goodbyes to their respective friends and pride members. Others were still exchanging their final farewells, but it seemed like it would not be to long before they departed for good. The reality of the situation had truly set in for Ma'tanza, but there were at least a few details she could focus on to keep herself from breaking down in tears. Despite the danger they had all been through, Tzirret was safe, unharmed, and she had no reason to believe he would not continue to be safe.
Bheja gave Tzirret a few pats on the back almost hard enough to knock the breath out of him during their hug, while Qa'habi simply gave a standard "goodbye." M'ibasa seemed a bit downtrodden, but was otherwise enthusiastic in his hug. After Tzirret's final words, Ma'tanza took in a deep breath to try and calm herself. "Even though Ma'tanza knew this was coming, it is still hard. She doesn't have words to say how much she will miss you. She doesn't think she has ever met anyone so...genuine. Yes, that's a word. You are a genuine person. She knows you love her because she can trust you. You are an honest person, and Ma'tanza thanks you for everything."
Following Ma'tanza's response, she broke eye contact and began to cry far more than a few sparse tears. As much as she wanted to look on the bright side, she had reached the point where her sadness had overwhelmed her. Most of the others did not know how to respond, but S'nishi decided to take the opportunity to give her own version of a goodbye. She moved her imposing form directly in front of Tzirret, then reached up one of her front paws and placed it on his shoulder, though her paw was large enough that she could only rest two or three toes on it at once. She was also careful not to put too much weight on him to keep from knocking him off of his feet. She gave him an approving nod, then, after a few seconds of staring, suddenly licked across his entire face at once with her massive tongue.
S'nishi gave a deep, bellowing sound which was her closest approximation of a laugh, followed shortly by laughter from all of their friends. Even Ma'tanza was broken from her sobbing by laughter. She wiped away the tears from her eyes, then gave Tzirret another hug. "Ma'tanza loves you, and she will miss you. Just, more than anything, once you get back home, promise Ma'tanza you will be happy."
"Yeah." Colors added. "No one really knows how long it will be before we can get a new clanhome of our own down south in the Tenmar, but it's not like the people of this clan are in any rush to throw us out. Maybe one day we'll have our home in the trees; get the outposts occupied again. But, it looks like everyone will be happy here until then. Well, as happy as a Saxhleel can be in a desert."
Ahnasha chuckled. "If this fails, you could always turn back to piracy."
Colors grinned and feigned a defensive posture. "Hey, I was never a pirate, I was a smuggler. There is a distinct and important difference. Still, I can see it now. Pick one of the uninhabited islands out in the southern sea, get ourselves some ships, and become a band of lycan pirates. Honestly, I don't think that's something that's happened before. Too bad those ships we stole are probably long gone by now."
Ri'vashi and Marcaille returned to the group after giving their goodbyes to their respective friends and pride members. Others were still exchanging their final farewells, but it seemed like it would not be to long before they departed for good. The reality of the situation had truly set in for Ma'tanza, but there were at least a few details she could focus on to keep herself from breaking down in tears. Despite the danger they had all been through, Tzirret was safe, unharmed, and she had no reason to believe he would not continue to be safe.
Bheja gave Tzirret a few pats on the back almost hard enough to knock the breath out of him during their hug, while Qa'habi simply gave a standard "goodbye." M'ibasa seemed a bit downtrodden, but was otherwise enthusiastic in his hug. After Tzirret's final words, Ma'tanza took in a deep breath to try and calm herself. "Even though Ma'tanza knew this was coming, it is still hard. She doesn't have words to say how much she will miss you. She doesn't think she has ever met anyone so...genuine. Yes, that's a word. You are a genuine person. She knows you love her because she can trust you. You are an honest person, and Ma'tanza thanks you for everything."
Following Ma'tanza's response, she broke eye contact and began to cry far more than a few sparse tears. As much as she wanted to look on the bright side, she had reached the point where her sadness had overwhelmed her. Most of the others did not know how to respond, but S'nishi decided to take the opportunity to give her own version of a goodbye. She moved her imposing form directly in front of Tzirret, then reached up one of her front paws and placed it on his shoulder, though her paw was large enough that she could only rest two or three toes on it at once. She was also careful not to put too much weight on him to keep from knocking him off of his feet. She gave him an approving nod, then, after a few seconds of staring, suddenly licked across his entire face at once with her massive tongue.
S'nishi gave a deep, bellowing sound which was her closest approximation of a laugh, followed shortly by laughter from all of their friends. Even Ma'tanza was broken from her sobbing by laughter. She wiped away the tears from her eyes, then gave Tzirret another hug. "Ma'tanza loves you, and she will miss you. Just, more than anything, once you get back home, promise Ma'tanza you will be happy."
Jo'rashaad knelt down beside S'ajira, in front of Rhazii, while Newt was quick to run up alongside him as well. Like Rhazii, his mood showed that he did not fully grasp the situation. "Goodbye Jo'rashaad. Goodbye S'ajira. I had fun." He said with a smile, which Jo'rashaad gladly returned.
Giving a brief chuckle, Jo'rashaad briefly rubbed the tops of both of the children's heads. "This one is glad to hear that, and we were glad to have you. Take care of yourselves on your journey, and make sure to keep having fun."
Following Ra'kalesh, each of his pride started to give their individual farewells. Ciinriel approached Sabine and Peiter nervously with her hands clasped together in front of her, swaying back and forth slightly. "I will miss you; it was...nice having you around. I don't have that many friends, and...I hope I'll see you again someday."
Ma'tanza, Bheja, M'ibasa, S'nishi, and Qa'habi were all gathered to say their goodbyes to Tzirret. Ma'tanza held his hands in hers, and at the moment, was having a difficult time speaking. To give herself more time, she leaned in and gave him a kiss, but even after it was over, she could not bring herself to speak.
Giving a brief chuckle, Jo'rashaad briefly rubbed the tops of both of the children's heads. "This one is glad to hear that, and we were glad to have you. Take care of yourselves on your journey, and make sure to keep having fun."
Following Ra'kalesh, each of his pride started to give their individual farewells. Ciinriel approached Sabine and Peiter nervously with her hands clasped together in front of her, swaying back and forth slightly. "I will miss you; it was...nice having you around. I don't have that many friends, and...I hope I'll see you again someday."
Ma'tanza, Bheja, M'ibasa, S'nishi, and Qa'habi were all gathered to say their goodbyes to Tzirret. Ma'tanza held his hands in hers, and at the moment, was having a difficult time speaking. To give herself more time, she leaned in and gave him a kiss, but even after it was over, she could not bring herself to speak.
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