OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part 10

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu has taken a different shape than is usual for her. A dragon, yes, but one of quite different build and coloration!

This shape is more serpentine, although it still has four legs and wings. Her body and her wings are covered in feathers that are all the colors of the rainbow. She fusses with some of her wing feathers, the claws of this shape far smaller, as dexterous as human hands.

"How do I look?" she asks, a little nervous about her appearance.

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[brave_kreyu]

"Thank you, that would be lovely."

Kreyu helps herself to some tea while pondering pants. She is thinking the ones that fit less tightly to her body. They will fit better under boots, although breaking those boots in is likely to be a pain!

"Oh, I like that green!" she says, seeing the color near his eyes. "It will look very nice in a hooded coat."

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"It is the one I think I prefer the most, so I am glad that you agree." Skellig smiles gently, and then nods to the tailor. "We will go with the green."

Now it is his turn to fetch a cup of tea and then he rejoins Kreyu near the pants. "Which ones are you thinking," he asks, looking them over.

[brave_kreyu]

"I am thinking of these two," she says, pointing. One pair is a medium brown, the other a green near to the color of Skellig's coat.

"They will work best with the boots, I think. Though THOSE will need to be broken in, I've heard?" Kreyu is used to sandals.

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"Yes, we will need to break in the boots," Skellig says. "If the leather is of fine enough grain it will be easier, but with our...situation... we should not have too much trouble."

He stops short of using the word abilities because he is not sure what ears might be listening. "And we should get socks as well, while we are here. I saw some over there..."

Since they are traveling 'light' there is no need to outfit themselves with an entire closet's worth; one or two high-quality pieces of each type will do. The coat will take at least the majority of the day to finish, perhaps even until tomorrow, but there are many taverns and inns where their coin will be good!

[brave_kreyu]

They select high quality items, get measured for boots. It will take a few days for EVERYTHING to be ready, but they can walk out with enough that they can be outside for a while and not get TOO cold!

"Oh," she says, stopping suddenly as they round a corner on the way to an inn. There are woods outside the city, the trees in shades of orange, red, yellow. "I've never seen trees look like that before, so brilliant."

The trees DO change where she's from, but the colors were never so bright, so true.

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There is plenty here within this area that there will be no shortage of things for them to explore - especially should they happen to run into her friend. Skellig is not sure if he is up for that tonight, after their travels...

"They are quite beautiful," he agrees. A part of his heart jumps when she mentions that she has never seen trees like that before. "I am glad to be here to experience it with you."

[brave_kreyu]

"So am I," she replies. She kisses his cheek, takes hold of his hand. "Shall we go look at them up close?"

The wind has blown the leaves into piles near the edge of the forest. She steps into the piles and the leaves make the most satisfying crunching sounds, just the right state of dryness!

She laughs, delighted, at the sound. Crunch, crunch, crunch! On a whim, she flings herself into a pile of leaves, feels them crackle under her weight, cushion her leap. She's smiling so wide, looking up at him from the leaf pile.

[27_53]

Now she earns another laugh from him - this one is much brighter, less devious and husky - this one is amused and joyful, as she flings herself down and lands sprawled on her back among the leaves.

(Her energetic nature is feeding his Light, her joy spreading to him.)

"That looks fun," he says, before he jumps as well - though his landing is more of a 'pounce' even as he cushions himself from hurting her as he straddles his body atop bers, leaning down for a kiss.

[brave_kreyu]

Her energy is all joy, delight, as he pounces on her, leans down for a kiss. She meets him for the kiss, her lips warm and soft, reaches out to wrap her arms around him.

The sound of the leaves crunching, her heart, her breath , crisp autumn air carrying a whiff of apple cider and wood smoke, sunlight filtering through the leaves onto them into shifting patterns. The magic of Autumn.

[27_53]

It certainly is a new experience - for both of them - and one that he is discovering he enjoys very much! There is beauty in the harsh landscape of the desert, and that of the coastal mountains near the Lair. But this is different, and invigorating.

"I think I will enjoy getting to explore these woods with you," he breathes gently against her lips as he presses gentle, lingering kisses. "Find other places like this to hide with one another, curl up among the trees, just us..."

[brave_kreyu]

His kisses are lovely, and she sighs in pleasure.

"I like the sound of that," she whispers. "We could go and find a place to hide now, if you wanted? Plenty of hours left before it gets dark."

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He ducks his head lower, nips lightly along her jawline.

"That sounds like a lovely way to welcome ourselves, get adjusted to this climate..." He raises his body off hers, offers a hand to help her up.

[brave_kreyu]

She smiles in thanks as she takes the offered hand. There are leaves in her hair, but she doesn't care about that right now.

They wander a while, following a deer trail through the forest, until they reach a truly massive oak tree. It must be very old indeed, to have grown this big.

She peers up through the branches. "I think there's a kind of hollow in the middle of those branches if we wanted to hide up there?"

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"It has been... longer than I can recall, since I climbed a tree..." He somehow knows that he HAS done this, in the past. Regardless of how hazy (nonexistent) his memory is from Before.

Skellig glances up. "But that will not stop me. A fine place for a nest..." He 'hops' up to the first branch, the feeling familiar beneath his hands of rough bark to grip.

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu climbs up after him, more careful with her movements. There is a relatively flat space that both of them could stretch out on in the middle of the branches, over the trees central trunk. Old it may be, but the wood is still vital, strong, will readily support their weight.

They are ALSO far enough from the city and high up enough off the ground that they are quite hidden from any outside observers.

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With the soft breezes comes a quiet symphony of sound, leaves shifting and moving in unison, rustling softly.

"It's as if it were made for us," he says, settling down and shifting his body to get comfortable - it can be her turn to sprawl on him.

[brave_kreyu]

She sprawls on him once he's settled, carefully. "Perhaps it was," she suggests. "Or maybe we are the latest in a long line of lovers who have found this little hideaway."

The sound of the rustling leaves is soothing, and with Skellig warm, beloved, and familiar beneath her, she could quite easily nap here. She nuzzles his neck, inhales the scents of his new clothes mixed with Skellig's own scent.

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"Regardless of if we are the first or the latest, it is ours for the time being," he says smugly. "And we will enjoy it."

A nap is definitely one thing that they could manage to start off with...especially after all her effort expended in getting them here. "I would hold you, we will not fall from here, if you would rest with me a while. The sun is just right, and your body against mine..."

[brave_kreyu]

"I would like that, if you are comfortable?" It IS a tree, after all.

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He shifts his body and wings beneath him, better settles himself into the hollow and the branches. "I am comfortable. We should rest. I know that I could use it," he says honestly. "And I did not do nearly as much flying as you."

[brave_kreyu]

"I could use a nap," she admits. She snuggles into him, nuzzles his neck. "No sweeter place to rest than in your arms, Skellig."

The wind rustles through the leaves, birds call to one another. Somewhere, two squirrels are quarreling over some acorns.

It won't be long before she drifts off to sleep for a bit of a nap.

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Skellig is listening to all of it (faintly amused by the squirrels) as he allows his body to become more in 'tune' with this area, these surroundings, this climate - all of it needs to be adjusted to, and it takes a bit of time to allow his senses to get aligned properly.

Her body weight against him is a familiar waypoint, as is her heartbeat, her breathing pattern. At some point, he allows himself to drift, but it is very, very light - he is stable here in the tree, but he is also on 'watch' duty in this new environment.

He does rest, though.

[brave_kreyu]

Nothing troubles them as they rest. At some point, a herd of deer come to the base of the tree, linger for a while as they devour what acorns they can get at. She starts to wake, shifts slightly on top of him, her breath and heartbeat shifting closer to waking.

She kisses his neck before she opens her eyes. "Hello, love. I had a good rest, thanks to you."

[27_53]

Smiling as she kisses his neck, he lightly 'hugs' her with the arm that he has wrapped around her body. "Mmm, was a good rest. Nothing to bother us up here in our nest."

An advantage to being able to follow faint deer trails and sense which trees might be best suited for a hideaway!

"Will still need a real bed to fully recover, but this is a very nice start."

[brave_kreyu]

"A very nice start," she agrees.

She shifts her position enough that she can kiss him on the lips, gentle and lingering. "More intoxicating than wine, sweeter than honey," she whispers against his lips when she has to pause for breath.