Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at’ite (![]() ![]() @ 2015-06-27 12:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !match-up, !plot, ~neytiri, ~rob duncan |
Who: Neytiri and Rob
Where: Near the mill
What: Neytiri is human and waking up in a strange place (also match up)
When: Saturday morning
Rating: High for naked Neytiri
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing
She'd been sound asleep and comfortable in her hammock with her mate. Curled together and sharing dreams. It had been a wonderful night. But now she shivered a bit as a breeze crossed her skin, even in the warmth of the day. The breeze should not have been there, however. The barn didn't allow for air flow unless the doors were open. She thought, for a moment, that perhaps Seddrinth had returned and the doors were open, but then something else registered to her senses. Jake was not there. His arms were not wrapped around her, legs tangled with hers. And then she felt the grass beneath her. She sat up quickly and looked around, finally seeing the mill not far away. How had she ended up in such a place? Where was Jake? Why was she here? She got to her feet and her brow furrowed. Everything looked big. Too big. She looked down at her body and then up at the sky, letting out a feral scream that sounded much less impressive from the tawtute throat she now had. She hated this place sometimes. She fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around herself, just allowing the sadness to happen for a moment. She could be strong later. Right now, in this field, by herself, she crumbled a little, not wanting to be tawtute. |