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[caldera]; voice

[wildwarden]

Hey, sweet thing. You busy tomorrow night?

[pokeabear]

Hello, lover. [ Pleased little rumble. ] I’m not planning anything right now. I was going to go for a run but I can do that anytime if you want to make plans.

[wildwarden]

( GIGGLING. ) I'd like to spend the day — and night — with you, if you're amenable to it. A stroll through the forest, maybe some fishing, a nice relaxing night beside a campfire.

[pokeabear]

[ He chuckles. ] You don't have to ask, I would like to spend the day and the night with you if you wish. Any time you want to spend with me is welcomed.

[wildwarden]

Careful, sweetness. I might start coming over even more often.

( What a terrible fate that would be! )

Do you have a fishing pole? I can grab you one.

[pokeabear]

You say that as though I would mind having you here more.

I don’t, no.

Holiday delivery! We can action this if you want

[wildwarden]

( While Halsin was asleep, Night Sky slipped a bracelet onto his wrist, conjured a handful of marigolds beside his bed, and wandered off to make breakfast because he deserves it. )

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[pokeabear]

Halsin stirred not long after she left the room, sniffing at the air when he caught the faint trace of her scent. It was newer than the scent of her on his sheets which meant she was up already and so he rose with a groan until he realized there was a new piece of jewelry on his wrist. Studying the bracelet, he smiled with warm before pulling on a pair of green pants and going in search of her.

So he would wander shirtless into the kitchen, searching for her and brightening with he spied her making breakfast. Striding over, he didn't hesitate to slide his arms around her waist as he hugged her from behind, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Thank you for my present, my heart. It's as beautiful as you are."

[wildwarden]

Night Sky was far from a chef, but bacon and eggs with fresh chives was easy enough for her to do without royally screwing it up. A few pieces of toast with honey and, bam! A full, delicious breakfast for her beloved.

She giggled and leaned into him, a hand lifted to cup his cheek and hold him still long enough for her to lay a kiss to the opposite side of his face. "I'm glad you like it, sweetness. I don't know if there's anything like it where you're from, but it's the season for gift giving back home and... a lot of other worlds, apparently."

It's me again

[wildwarden]

Night Sky, as promised, arrived home to the treehouse not long after her last message. By the amount of bags she had hooked around her arms, she might as well have raided her entire shop the second she got it. Said bags were gently placed on the ground beside the bed — one of the many beds scattered throughout, although this one in particular had ended up more or less claimed by the two of them, fitted with a nest of blankets in green and brown hues, and ivy Night Sky had strung up along the ceiling so it felt more outdoorsy.

"I come bearing gifts, Halsin." A beat. She giggled. "Bearing..."

[pokeabear]

Halsin had done as he promised and waited for Sky to get home which meant not straying far from their nest of blankets they had claimed. He was there when she arrived home too, with a plate of assorted meats, fruits, and cheese on the table nearby along with some wine that she favored. He had been reading while waiting too and he glanced up with a fond smile, a chuckle rolling out of him as he closed the book to set it aside.

"It looks like we might not have any toys at the store left, my heart," he teased her as he sat up, curious. "What did you bring?"

[wildwarden]

"It's fiiiiine. There's plenty of merchandise left. I just grabbed the essentials." The essentials being an enchanted harness, five different dildos ranging from average and human to huge and definitely alien, lube in different scents and flavors, rope, two butt plugs, and a ball gag. She set everything out on the nightstand like it was a display, then flopped down beside him. "See? It's not that bad."

[pokeabear]

He laughed again, his eyes dancing with amusement as he studied all the different toys she had brought out. He was also eyeing some of the larger 'alien' dildos as they were newish and he had seen some pretty interesting things over the long years of his life. "No, it looks like we shall be having lots of fun tonight."

But it seemed he wasn't content having her beside him as he pulled her gently to rest atop him, his hand sliding down to cup her ass. "So where are we starting?"

[wildwarden]

Night Sky settled atop him easily; like she was made for that spot upon his chest. "Here is fine." She grinned, leaning up to kiss his chin, — scooting up a little more — along his jaw, — and a little more — and up to bite down on the lobe of one of his ears.

[pokeabear]

He felt that she was made to curl up on his chest too but then a low rumbling growl of pleasure escaped him as she started to press soft kisses up to his ear. The bite made him shudder gently as he felt his arousal stir while he gave her ass a gentle squeeze.

Starlight Gift~! (Given on-time IC-wise)

[borelblue]

Happy Starlight Celebration, Halsin. Getting to know you has been a gift already, and I look forward to continuing this journey with you together.

[Aymeric's gift is a bottle of high-quality mead, and a stained glass charm with a section of royal blue (him), purple (Joie), light green (Sky), and dark green (Halsin). He made the stained glass himself via Dryad powers. And for Halsin specifically, a bag of his favourite cookies. Homemade, naturally.]

[The gift, of course, is also accompanied with kisses.]

[pokeabear]

Thank you, Aymeric. I will treasure these gifts.

[ And yes, he is definitely accepting all the kisses and stealing more. ]

[text] ingenuity

[badnewsandshitlist]

Hello, I hope I have reached the right person but this is Halsin, correct? If so I come bearing news about a mutual friend of ours.

There was a bit of a situation dealing with the earthquakes, but Barcus is doing well and recovering and wanted to pass the message along to his friends. You and Night Sky are the two that he named in particular.

[pokeabear]

You are correct, this is Halsin.

What happened to him? Does he need anything?

@warden

[wildwarden]

Are you home? Come outside if yes.

Please.

Love you.

[pokeabear]

[ Halsin was curious about the message as he went outside without answering her. Once he stepped outside their treehouse, he paused as he glanced around. ] Sky?

[wildwarden]

"I'm coming down! Don't panic!" Now why would she say that?

Because Night Sky, standing high in the branches above the top of the treehouse, was leaping down without any further warning. Before she hit the ground, a pair of translucent wings sprouted from her back — pale green and veined with gold, looking akin to the wings of a butterfly. She glided down gracefully, landed in front of him, and grinned.

"Look what I got!"

[pokeabear]

He should probably tell her that telling someone not to panic was a surefire way to ensure they might panic.

Not that he did right away, but he felt a little flare of concern as he looked upward just in time to see her leaping down. His heart jumped into his throat until he caught sight of the translucent wings, his eyes widening before his features softened with a hint of fascination.

"My heart, they're beautiful!" He grinned as he moved closer to examine them.

[wildwarden]

Yeah, she was always bad about that.

Night Sky grinned right back at him, her wings fluttering behind her, and turned to the side a little so he could see them up close.

"Do you like them? I added flying creature transformation to my skill set too! So I can change into more animals with you."

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[lost_and_foundry]

It's a little while after the solstice when a gift arrives at the Treehouse addressed to Halsin. It's a neat little woven basket, and contained inside are a handful of items: a coil of sleek shibari rope in shades of green, a big jar of honey with the comb, and what appears to be a chrysalis of brass and gold and green enamel, with a clockwork key in one end. When wound, it will crack open along a seam and a butterfly will emerge, gradually stretching and unfurling silk wings.

When the clockwork winds down, the little butterfly tucks itself back inside and closes the chrysalis behind it.

Craft cannot improve upon nature, of course, but it can create a tender imitation, the attached note reads. Merry Holidays, dear friend. Know that you are loved and that I hope to see you soon. ~Barcus Wroot