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Post by Smug on Jun 14, 2015 0:21:14 GMT
PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT (Medium Task)
Vadimir woke up feeling... good! Physically, mentally. Yep, he felt dashing and able as FUCK. Lifting head from the ground he'd twist to view his body, blinking at his wounds. They had finally scarred! No more scabs, no more stupid tearing tissue should he fuss too hard. Bout damn time. When was the last time his body felt this good? Rising to all fours he'd stretch, then without warning leap forward. His body reacted smoothly and without any hiccups, muscles flowing strong and flexible. AHAAAA. With a bugle of wild abandon Vadimir would rush out to find the nearest tree. He'd locate one with low hanging branches, leaping up to grab hold of it with his jaws. Pull-up time! And that is just what he'd do, working out neck and chest muscles as he forged a deep furrows into the tree limb's bark and fibrous flesh beneath. When his upper body had a good amount of burn to them, he'd cease, moving on to the next exercise. Finding a boulder he'd first push it into the water from its original location, the task taking him two hours. By the end of it he was panting heavily, but he grinned through fatigue at his reprieve. God dayum it felt good to be badass again! Once'd pushed it into the fast flowing river, he'd place his rump against it, fighting not only the weight of the boulder itself, but the river's current as a whole in the effort to restore his back legs to their former glory. He continued this for three hours, before he was forced to stop and rest. Drinking profuse amounts of water, he'd stop by the bear corpse to dine upon it until belly was full, before trotting back to the rushing mere-wash. Hmm... he'd eye the boulder, the rapid current of the river.... he smiled wickedly. Huehuehue.... Throwing head back he'd let out a calling howl, bass tones echoing over the bright, dewy land as the sun peaked from over the horizon. SMUG, GET UR ASS OVER HURR.
Smug had finally given up after several nightmares startled her awake at various points during the morning. She normally slept just as the sun dawned because of her nightly border runs and hunts but this time she barely managed any. Oh well. Instead of lazing around in a brooding state, woman would rise and shake out her fur before grabbing the last of her catches, a crow, and heading over to Cortes' unconscious body. He had moved near the pond's edge in order to keep his wounds clean and easy access to drink. He looked better than he had when they had first dragged him here. The infection seemed to be getting better. Good. It would really be bad if he died. Smug would settle next to him after washing out his wounds and dig in to her breakfast. Feathers were ceremoniously plucked as the woman took her time. A neat little pile of sable feathers stood next to her when she finally tore through flesh. Once she had finished, she would set about cleaning any traces of it from her fur and teeth before pulling the larger bones toward her and setting about cracking them for fun. Watching a sleeping body was boring work, but she didn't mind it. It was actually calming and allowed her to relax both body and mind, which is something she hadn't been able to do in a LONG time. Mind was kept just busy enough so as thoughts were not allowed to stray to any one subject. Thank god. Vad's howl rang clearly through the serene landscape, sending birds flapping in fear and any small creatures to scurry into their homes. Her head whipped up as she pinpointed the location then proceeded to leap to her paws and carry her frame towards him with a nice jaunt. Smug figured it was training time and inside she was excited while her outside showed a neutral display of passiveness. Earthen-toned woman skidded to a halt before Vad, eyes passing over him to glance around the area before returning to the Tsar. Dip of the maw was given in greeting.
Vadimir waited for Smug to arrive, which didn't take long at all. When she crossed the tree cover, approaching in what looked like tip top shape. He'd nod in return, though his face remained relaxed and professionally oriented. "I vill begin ze first level of trainink. Zis iz to zimply zee vere ve are in termz of baze skillz, und vonce we have a firm understandink ve can move up from zere." He wouldn't even bother for asking if there was anything he could elaborate on. The less he he had to say the better, and besides. She was smart, how could she not get his meanin'?? HOW COULD SHE? He'd nod to the boulder he'd been pushing. "Zet your zoulder against zat, und push it against ze flow of vater. Firzt test vill be to deduce your baze strength." Easy peasy, right? He'd step aside, water striking him continuously as it winded its way along it's beaten path. He'd watch her, judging, calculating, and formulating all that he saw.
Smug would listen attentively as mind shifted into task mode. This was just like training back in the good ole days, but with less abuse... Maybe. Too early to tell. A nod was given at his command and paws brought the strong woman forward. This was a skill she knew she succeeded at thanks to her breed heritage and years of hard training. Shoulders rolled and neck stretched while she padded over. The water was refreshingly chilly as it lapped at her frame. Calculating gaze swept over the boulder before stance widened, making sure to find a good purchase among the slippery rocks and pebbles in the riverbed. Woman lowered her head and pressed shoulder against her target, testing it with light pushes then jaw tensed and full effort was thrown into it. It took a few moments before finally there was a shift and it slid forward. Smug made sure to keep her breathing steady since it was no good to hold your breath. Just made you pass out. Low growl was emitted and the boulder slid forward again. She continued relentlessly if and when Vad would release her from the task, no matter how long it took or how much her legs began to shake.
Vadimir watched, pleased though not surprised. Smug had similar, if not identical background to his and Drak's, so her physical prowess was with little doubt. "Alright, enough. Ve don't vant to tire ourzelves out immediately, now do ve?" Light jest would leave mouth to frost in the still chilly morning air, but soon he was in serious mode once more. "Now I vant you to try zomezink elze. I vant you to collect river pebblez, from ze deepest part of ze river, vhile zwimmink. You have to fight ze current vhile gettink ze pebblez. If your pawz touch ze bottom, you muzt start over. Zink you can do it?" He'd await her ye or nay, before offering his rejoinder, which would be the same regardless cuz FUCK YOU TRAINING TIME. "Zen begin." And as before he'd studiously watch from his position, smiling in thorough enjoyment of his newfound return to 100%. Aaaahh, he'd missed this so!
Smug relinquished her hold on the boulder and watched it rock back a few inches to settle. He hadn't pushed her too long so limbs were not shaking yet, only a pleasant burn while they got warmed up. Tongue lolled out in a pant while she shot a smile at the Tsar. Ahh she had missed this kind of workout. Lately she had only really been working on cardio and hunting skills since those were her weaker points. Strength and endurance.. sign her up any day! Woman would listen carefully while vigilant eyes raked across the river for a good spot. "Da," she would reply, turning back to him with a wink. Legs would braced and body would be pushed into a leap, aiming to splash Vad on her way past him. Oopsie, did she do that? KEKEKE. Body ducked beneath the surface, submerging her head before coming back up. Snort was given to clear the water from nostrils, jaws clamped around some small pebbles before spitting them out. Just some practice before the real deal. Paws paddled her to the deeper area of the river. Bring it on, river. It felt good to feel the push and pull of muscles and tendons below her skin. Before she lost momentum, deep breath was taken before neck craned up and then shot her into the depths. Fore paws were first to break the surface, followed soon after by her scarred muzzle. Head whipped to show him her success before she tossed them his way. Hmmm... She needed a bigger rock, not just tiny pebbles. Legs pumped furiously and she could feel the pleasant burn transitioning into a dull ache. Without wasting any time, woman darted under once more. Teeth slipped as they struggled to find their grip on the slimy rock that was almost too big to fit in her maw. She was careful not to let her paws brush the bottom while she tried, bobbing like a jellyfish. Finally she emerged with her prize and snorted the water from nostrils once more.
Vadimir sputtered and shook himself as she splashed him. Pah, like he wasn't wet enough already! But ah, he'd grin and shake it off. Insert Taylor Swift song hurr. Vadimir watched the capable woman fight gravity and forward push to accomplish her task. It was safe to say she had all the physical aptitude necessary. Head would tilt, eyes running over the scene in front of him as she decided to push herself one step further. Well now... how about them beans. How about he spiced things up a bit, hmm? Without warning he'd dash forward, intent to leap onto her back and wrap forearms around her middle. If he succeeded, he'd perform the task of being dead weight. she seemed to handle herself just fine, so... how did she fair against having her weight doubled, tripled? He'd have to watch and find out!
Smug heard the splashing before she saw him. Tsar was coming at her and quick. IT'S SHOW TIME. Stone was immediately dropped while head would whip forward to cut diagonally against the river's flow so she was prepared for the force of his weight. Head dipped below the water line while he latched on to her, much like a surfer would dive beneath a wave. That way she could absorb the collision instead of just dropping like the stone and spluttering. Instead she used the momentum to angle head back up and break for air. Low growl emitted from throat while legs kicked into overtime. She had been successful in carrying the contact, but for how long. Woman would purposefully dive instead of struggling to continuously keep her head afloat since that would have tired her out and ran her out of breath much faster than using the dive to propel her out of the water again and again. She hoped he would understand what she was aiming to do with those tactics instead of assuming she was just failing.
Vadimir noted her motions, the strategy not made obvious immediately, though he'd catch on quickly enough. Back paws flailed out during initial fumbling for a secure hold. Last thing he needed was to break her stride and send them both washing downstream. Psh... jaws aimed to not so gently grasp scruff as Smug bobbed in and out from the surface of the speeding torrent, back legs now having found firm saddle squeeze on her hips. The rocking, bowing movements as the water struck them repeatedly was jarring, but Vadimir held firm. Since Smug seemed to be battling the current just dandy with their combined weight... LET'S KICK IT UP A NOTCH, YES?? "Get to ze rock and begin pushink." Yes, just as they were. When he said training that is entirely what he intended. And to think... this was only the first day. MWEHEHEHE!!!!
Smug let out a snarl as he fumbled upon her back, making the task all the more difficult. She pushed through though, unwilling to give him any reason to be disappointed. Fuck disappointment. Weakness? As if. Thank god the task at hand utlilized her full attention or else the motions, mixed with the grasp on her scruff, and Vadimir pressing into her.... Well.... At least there was no time to think about that! NOPE. Legs slowed their relentless pace once he commanded her back to the boulder, allowing her to stay afloat and glide gracefully back to the shallows. Woman turned while they floated so when paws connected with rockbed it would not jar them but rather allow her to coil hind legs and push forward in a hopefully fluid motion. Didn't quite work out completely and woman stumbled as hind paws slipped on the smooth rocks. She caught herself but had probably jostled the Tsar a good bit. Woman jogged back a ways from the boulder while attempting to work the warmth back into her shaking limbs. That water cold dammit. Tongue was lolled out in a heavy pant and lungs burned from the efforts but head down and determination - probably stubbornness as well - she made a wide circle back to the boulder so as not to break stride. She knew if she stopped, it would be much harder to start again than just continuing at a light pace. "You got a fat ass," she called back at the heavy male on her back, humor reaching her voice through heavy breaths. Yay jokes! Smug slowed only as she neared the thing to soften the blow as shoulder connected with its bottom third and claws dug in to push upwards. It took longer than last time but finally with teeth gritted and shaky but measured breaths, it shifted forward. This small success burst forth a rush of adrenaline. With a snarling roar she threw all her weight into it until she had moved the dastardly thing even farther and in a shorter time than before. HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?!
Vadimir cackled round her scruff as things began to pick up. And they'd just keep getting better! It was a lucky thing Vad wasn't the sort to own a sensitive stomach, else he might have gotten a touch nauseous with all the swinging, rotating, and otherwise machinations stridden by Smug in ardent attempt to meet his increasingly high demands. Hey, he had to hand it to her. She didn't complain, didn't whine or bellyache. Well, she called him fat, but. That he just found humorous. "All ze better to you, eh?" What use would he be if he were but a twig? NOTHIN'. If he could have strapped her down with stones, oh, he would've. He'd pause then, brow rising slowly. That thought was more kinky than first intention, but whatevs. When she set to the boulder once more Vadimir would shift slightly, so that he veered to her right side. Hmm, she handed having the weight evenly distributed along her body... what if it was focused to one side or the other, hmm? Guess we'll just have to wait and find out! And... holy shit she turned into the incredible hulk! Vadimir blinked at the defiant roar that blasted from her maw and watched with impressed expression as the rock shifted. Ooohh... she'd pay for that later. Good thing adrenaline was keeping the ouchies at bay. He'd allow fifteen more minutes, because he was an asshole, before he finally called out. "Alright, enough." If she heeded him he'd await for her to stop before climbing off. He'd study her, leaning in to sniff and study. How had she held up?
Smug refused to be bested by the Tsar on her first day of training. Part of her simply desired his approval and respect, but mostly it was to prove to herself that she was strong. Strong enough on her own without the humans, strong enough to thrive, strong enough to protect those she cared about, and strong enough to gain control over herself and her unruly emotions. Last bit was still iffy but all in due time. Woman's limbs began to shake under the combined weight of male and strain of boulder until he finally called for her to stop. Agonizingly slow, Smug lowered front half for boulder to rock back and settled in place without her removing contact and jarring her motions. She wasn't sure her muscles could handle it. She stood there, head pressed against hard stone while breathing laboriously to regain control and allow the Tsar to descend on his own. She felt a million times lighter once his weight was removed, but limbs were still fairly numb from the strenuous activity she had put them through.The bear scars along her side and hip as well as the marring on her front shoulder burned with a fury that caused teeth to grit and jaw to tense and relax, tense and relax. When he leaned in to sniff her, she had regained some form of composure as the adrenaline slowly faded. Just to show him that she still had fight in her, Smug whipped head unexpected to aim at catching his maw between her jaws in a playful, non-aggressive, manner. Eyes would dance with humor and fatigue, but she was happy. She honestly hadn't felt this good in a very long time. Even better than this morning! A good workout did wonders for both body AND mind. This was her way of tanking him while jaw flexed and ivories poked into thin flesh across the bridge of the muzzle, had she landed the hold.
Vadimir found the trembling of body and the excruciating effort of breath fine and dandy. MEH, SHE'LL LIVE. Her snap did catch him by surprise, but he'd react as any canine would, shaking his head to try and loosen her grip before attempting to mouth and force dentition onto her muzzle in return. YOU STILL GOT SASS. If and when they released one another, Vadimir would nod. "You did vell. I zink zis iz a good example of vot you can put yourzelf through vithout reachink your limit." He paused, cocked his head, and licked at his lips, expression complicated, yet indulgent. "You have room to improve, az do ve all. But little, very little. You may go rezt now, you'll need it." His eyes flashed, and snout would wrinkle as teeth peeked out briefly in a short, but dangerous smile. "Tomorrow ve do ze real trainink. Until zen, vonce you have recovered. I vant you to zet yourzelf to a daily regimen." Cause training sessions clearly weren't enough!! "I vant you to push ze boulder every day, und practice ten pull upz on any tree vith stronk branchez you can find. Zink you can do it?" He had little doubt to her answer, but hey. Let's go through the song and dance just cuz. Cuz once things truly got underway. There would be no permission, no warning. And certainly no potty breaks!!!! >8U
Smug released him fairly easily once he pulled away and allowed returned hold with a smirk and a wink. "I had to drag Cinn, Zod, AND you back to the den after the bear fight. My limit is pretty high. But I know it can be better. And so it shall." She teased him the first part before tone settled into a more serious one as she confirmed to committing herself to her training wholly. Her gaze was a feisty one in return to the complicated one she could not quite decipher. Too tired to do that. Confident woman matched his smile in kind, curling lip to reveal her own pearly whites while saliva dripped to the ground from her exertion. She listened to his instructions while one paw at a time she stretched her legs out then rolled her shoulders and cracked her neck. She was definitely going to be killer sore, but right now she was feeling too damn good to feel much more than an overall dull ache settled in every part of her. Training would be good, not just for body, but she felt much more confident in herself and the handle she had on her emotions. She was proud considering how close in proximity the two were to each other. A dip of the head was offered, "Da." She had adopted his word without even realizing it. This was not the first time she had said it either. It was not to mock him or anything. Then why? The answer was beyond reach for her at this point and time. Smug would pivot on her paws, swinging her head round to butt his cheek and sneak in a lick before pushing past the fatigue and beginning the trek back home. Head would turn to glance over shoulder with a smirk, "Thanks, Vad." Her voice held her approval and respect and maybe a touch more. She was too tired to care or even notice. Hopefully he wouldn't either.
Vadimir "You're never goink to let me forget zat, are you." He'd grumble playfully. Okay so he got belly flopped on a bear... BIG DEAL EVERYONE DOES. No, probably not. But... Y'KNOW. The bump and lick was fast, and he took a second to blink before he spun around toward her retreatin' self, eyes squinting. WUT YOU DO DAT FO. He'd charge her, aiming to grab hold of her back leg and give it a light tug, momentum carrying him forward before he'd finally release her back limb, had he gotten in. Intention was to simply force her lower end into a split, because HAH. Her appreciation was noted, and he'd give a nod of the head in return. All in a days work yo. Though he'd probably be forced to book it quick cause he doubted she'd just take his shenanigans lying down. In which case, he Zoidberg'd the shit outta that. WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP!!!
Smug was too slow to react to his dash forward, muscles aching. She felt teeth on her hind leg and lip curled while head whipped around. Too late! He'd managed to tug her off balance. Legs shook while front paws splayed to prevent her from toppling over. Her teeth would aim to nick him when he moved past her with a low growl. Although it might have sounded scary, a smile played across lips and playful humor danced within her fiery eyes. Ass was in the air while chest almost pressed to the ground from his antics having forced her that way. She wasn't sure if she could haul her front legs back together and push up on her weight. Welp. She was too tired to care about looking pathetic, if that's how he saw her in that moment. Shrug. Head would lower if he had indeed kept away and she let one foreleg to curl in and shoulder to roll her onto her side. Fuck it. It would be easier to get up from her stomach than that splayed position, but she was sidetracked on the route to doing so. Instead of rolling onto tummy, dusty woman would roll onto her back and stretch all limbs out with a slight moan. Like when you wake up after a really good sleep and stretch or after a really awesome workout. MAN, that felt fucking awesome. Eyes closed and she would just lay there, stretched out, not giving two fucks for where she was. Hopefully there weren't any bears or wolves lurking out there.
Vadimir had given Smugs a decent taste of what training for Voin involved. And everything would just get better~! Vad, while waiting for the lass to regain vitality. Returned to his own personal training period. Nearly drowning himself at the rapids, climbing the falls with rocks. Running laps with prey whom agreed to spar with him so long as he had no intentions of eating them. "Fuck you hooved ninnies. I have a bear!" He'd say to them in response to their concerns. That earned him a swift kick in the fanny, but he gave as good as he got. He'd return to the territory with an antler, looking both smug and pleased with himself. When confronted with the river once more, he'd decide. MORE FUN TIME WAS NECESSARY. Dropping his prize he'd howl, and if they didn't come fast enough. Vad would march over to their respectful places and lunge in attempt to grab their scruff and haul their sorry asses to the 'playground'. No explanation, no need for briefing. Now that everyone had gotten their emotional shit handled, he was going to see that the physical aspect was seen to as well. Peeps gotten fat and lazy worrying about if they had upset someone, if they liked someone or not. PAH. "Get your asses in gear, we're goink zwimmink." He'd say to them after they had arrived, either of their own free will or not. "Who'z first?" He'd ask, looking between them to see who would be the most eager. They'd all recieve surprises today... but not yet. Why not make them work for it?
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Post by Zodiak on Jun 14, 2015 6:25:50 GMT
Pool Party -Give me all you got: Hard Fight-
Vadimir had given Smugs a decent taste of what training for Voin involved. And everything would just get better~! Vad, while waiting for the lass to regain vitality. Returned to his own personal training period. Nearly drowning himself at the rapids, climbing the falls with rocks. Running laps with prey whom agreed to spar with him so long as he had no intentions of eating them. "Fuck you hooved ninnies. I have a bear!" He'd say to them in response to their concerns. That earned him a swift kick in the fanny, but he gave as good as he got. He'd return to the territory with an antler, looking both smug and pleased with himself. When confronted with the river once more, he'd decide. MORE FUN TIME WAS NECESSARY. Dropping his prize he'd howl, and if they didn't come fast enough. Vad would march over to their respectful places and lunge in attempt to grab their scruff and haul their sorry asses to the 'playground'. No explanation, no need for briefing. Now that everyone had gotten their emotional shit handled, he was going to see that the physical aspect was seen to as well. Peeps gotten fat and lazy worrying about if they had upset someone, if they liked someone or not. PAH. "Get your asses in gear, we're goink zwimmink." He'd say to them after they had arrived, either of their own free will or not. "Who'z first?" He'd ask, looking between them to see who would be the most eager. They'd all recieve surprises today... but not yet. Why not make them work for it?
Zodiak roused from his slumber in the den with a voicestrous yawn. Gaze would shift to nida and the pups, shifting to lick her forhead before slipping from her comfort to do the stretch and walk to the mouth of the den. A moment was taken to observe the happenings of the densite before burly wolf made his way to the nearest shrubbery, hiking leg to unload his collection piss from the night. Sighing pleasently, he'd allow single eye to close--that is until the call was heard. Stream cut short and he stood alert, twisting his head to bark toward the den/nida depending where she was before trotting off toward the sound. Fear lingered as the last call he remembered was his own for the bear, and then cort when he was injured. Trudging through the array of trees and shrubs, he'd finally locate vad and approach cautiously, head swaying left and right to look for any danger. He tilted his head confused, expression turning fearful when swimming was mentioned. "w--what?" he took a step back, not really sure what was going on.
Nida stirred from the lick she'd receive, paws spreading wide, as did mouth to yawn outright. The woman slunk from the den and into the unabashed heat. She looked over her shoulder with a mere look of discomfort. Nida's ears rose up attentively; the howl she'd heard meant something .. -or, rather, one demanded an audience, and then the bark. A solemn nod was passed onto him before she quicks her way to the source. Nida stood at the rear of him, and peered around to hear swimming. Alright, sounds legit -- sudden, but legit. Her eyes go to Zod bumping into her hip and she nipped lightly at his butt fluff. Moving past her compaion - ho ho ho, who's definitely going to get ambushed later today- she lifts her head, " what do I have to do ..?" Jump in ..? Catch fishes? Hold her breath for a certain amount of time ..?
Vadimir grinned like a child at a candy store. He needn't wait long, before bodies tallied forth to answer his call. Perfect. Paw would place itself on the antler, nub wiggling in eagerness as he watched first Zod and then Nida approach. Eyes slanted and his lips pulled ever upward. Their differing reactions were noted, particularly on Zod's part. Muzzle would curl to expose left canine and brows would meet in a flat line, expression reading, 'get over it bitch'. He had to face his fears recently. If he could do it, anyone could. "Mm, vot indeed," He said, musical note to his voice. Let's see... what would he have them do...? "Oh!" He'd say delightedly, turning and splashing merrily into the water. "Zod, come here. Nida, you too. Ve are goink to practice zome fightink techniquez." They both were already very capable, but... one should never get lax in their studies. Gotta always improve! Should they obey, he'd then say. "You're familiar vith mountink Nida, aren't you Zod? Of courze you are. Vell, now it's her turn. Nida, get on Zod. Und Zod? I vant you to battle not only ze current of ze river, your mate's lovely milk-filled teats, und your own short-cominks. But alzo," Here Vadimir would inhale, savoring the moment before he glared like a pirate who'd found the overhaul of all booty. "Me."
Zodiak was still on the outside, but already at war on the inside. It'd been a while since he battled his water uncertanties and being caught off guard didn't help. He wouldn't dare dissobay the tsar but his mind was giving orders to retreat. nida's nip to rump fluff revealed just how jumpy he was as he quickly turned to meet her with a gentle nudge of his nose. Come on man... you fought a fucking BEAR the water should be nothing. Heartrate was rapid as nida pushed forward eagerly. Shitshitshit! pull it together! He shook his head and glanced to vad, who already had been giving him the stank eye. UGH, this wasn't going to end well. He remained where he was, even as vad happily pranced into the water. He was being summoned to join him and fears and thoughts grew even more rapid. Fuckingshitgodamnit! Slowly he stepped forward, trying to keep a poker face as best he could until he reached the water's edge. He glanced down at it and with all the force he could muster, closed his eye and strode in, stopping of course at his halfway point where the water was level with his ribcage. THERE FINE HAPPY NOW?!! Vads instructions were... interesting at first. Heyhey we gonna get the sexsss??? Mischevious glance would be given to nida, replaced with sour expression as things turned into a fight objective. Lip half curled to reveal part of his fangs before legs widened slightly to brace nida's assention. Then, as if things weren't bad enough...the final challange. Glare would be given to vad. I hate you so much right now.
Nida eyed Zod with marked skepticism. It was like a stone got lodged in his rectum .. or something to that effect. Though she was more than happy to pinch his nose. She took several paces forward and then stopped, folded on her haunches. Nida let buttercream go at length to explain, absorbing what was asked of her and trying to keep her face empty of emotion and pert-- oh, too late. She glanced down to her tumid teats and then him, wordless. Not only had he pointed out the obvious state of her well-being .. but he called them lovely- he was in a damn good mood. What a pleasant surprise! Not. She preferred his typical grouch nature, as she had seen a count of times and plus odd occurrences, over this one .. Her throat contracts. Ehem. "Okay," was the all-go. She didn't understand the pout face. Nope! One effortless movement into the water and Zod spreading them was all it took for her to mount his rear, saggy tits rubbed all over his backside, and grasping for his scruff with teeth. A pelvic thrust straight into him was done as a jest. He's got firm buns of steel! Forepaws tucked themselves securely. Hey, this is kind of fun ..
Vadimir watched with mounting impatience. He wanted to goooo!!! But he knew better than to rush. Only if Zod blatantly declined would Vad intervene. But between Nida's encouragement and Zod's own mental pep talk, the rascal was finally able to overcome his fear. Well... for the time being anyway. If only one-time therapy sessions solved everything. Vad had a difficult time not busting into hysterical chuckles at the sight of Nida climbing atop Zod. Did the pressure cause milk to leak? If it did, he would have lost it right there. Hey, hey Zod.... GOT MILK?! Yep, that woulda been it. Ahhh, to maintain a stiff, stoic facade and be the prideful, knightly King everyone wanted and deserved... the struggle was real. Vad couldn't even go a minute without untintentally insulting someone, much less looking like some heroic figure from mythology. Maybe from a Viking fairytale, perhaps... "Gud. Vaz zat zo hard? I zink not." Words strummed into distinct chortles as Vad pressed forward, applying a quick, teasing smoochum to Zod's cheek, if given the chance. The sentiment said, 'ILUTOO~' but his eyes said, 'SUCKS TO BE YOOOOO LELELELE'. Then he'd distance himself a touch, brow quirking at Nida's down town action. Whoa there gurl. But on second thought... it'd just make things more difficult form them, yeh? Then nevermind. It was perfect as is, and he'd not make mention. "Are you both ready?" Vadi'd wait for their confirmation, and once given, he'd rush them both from the side, intending to slam into Zod's shoulder. The harsh current of the river made it difficult to maintain top speed, but that's what was beautiful about it!
Zodiak's mind was all over the place and he struggled to focus, preferably not on the water. Nida climbing atop his back had him shifting akwardly, head twisting around to check if her position was solid only to find streams of white dribbling down his back. Ogad she milked me! Head twisted around to see vad strugling not to laugh. -snort- Don't even bro. mild nip would be given to his cheek as he moved in to smooch, his one chance to get him before shit got real. He was already having dificulty not focusing on the water. Sure he'd been in it before but it took a lot, and now him plus nida plus a current and having to fight vadi... This had Hot mess written all over it. Nida's final situation had her thrusting into his backside. He shifted slightly and fought with all his might against the shudder that ran down his spine. Damn woman.. good thing his lower half was submerged. Body rumbled beneath the girl, teasing if anything before attentions shifted to vadi once again. He nodded and assumed nida had as well since vad was coming at him. His mind wasn't working at full mast, he knew it was coming but litterally had no thought of action against it. Claws curled to grip the rocks beneath his paws and body leaned into vad as he collided. Wet tail lifted from the water for balance as he did his best to push his weight against vads. Front paw rolled over one of the rocks and he quite suddenly sunk at an angle so face was forced beneath the water. HOLYHELL! Body half stumbled to a seated position as head was thrust above the waters surface with a gasp of air. Mind grew fuzzy, panicing as he was nearly fully submerged and because nida was probably being forced into the water as well. Nostrils flared and lip curled as he struggled to rise again.
Nida was vertically challenged, and the positioning of herself was awkward. She could hear Vad's laughter, and the shame in her face cannot be more evident than it is. She wanted to say something, but all her words had withered. She could only remain where she is trembling. The water was cold against her thickened thighs and backside, her tail sodden from the unrelenting motion of the currents. Beneath her the shiver could be felt, and her teats letting loose a bit of milk here and there, but ignored it all. Her eyes went to Vad since her mouth was preoccupied. Then she felt the knock, Zod's tail hitting between her legs, and her teeth reflexively sunk deeper into his loose scruff. As he stumbled into the water and let the current take its course, she yanked on his scruff to heave him above the water while the struggle ensued. She was not, fortunately, afraid of the water as he was. But her short stature did struggle to find a strong footing on the slippery rocks underneath while Zod moved. God dammit, Zod.
Vadimir's paws dug into the slippery bed of smooth river pebbles as he and Zod collided. DAMN this was fun! As they stabilized each other with dual unrelenting force, Vad whipped skull around to latch onto either the side of Zod's neck, or the loose skin behind his ear. Good thing, too. For soon Zod lost all control and sunk below. Even before panic ensued Vad was trying to pull him free of the water's surface. Hey, don't lose me bud! "Stay focuzed, you can do it!" He growled out, tone harsh but intended to hearten just the same. Had he succeeded in aiding Zod, the moment the fella was sitting Vadimir aimed to push into him, using his hold on whatever patch of skin he'd been able to procure to send Zod's head and neck curving inward awkwardly. Should it all succeed intention would be to further force him against the opposing force of water, to either cause him to dunk repeatedly beneath the raging waves, or to topple over onto his side should he not manage to hold his ground. in the event that Zod kept to his paws, Vadimir would release and wade back a bit speedily, occasionally slipping on the odd loose river stone. He'd be braced in case of a counter attack, but if none came. He'd be charging forward again, this time to leap and bite onto the loose skin of Nida's shoulderblades. If he landed and attacked as intended. Vad would begin to thrash, not enough to draw blood, but certainly the right amount for pain and loss of balance.
Zodiak was freaking out inside. He had to beat this. Vad's force had knocked his balance and he'd gone under for a moment only to feel the grasp of two sets of fangs pulling at his scruff; helping him resurface. Vad's words of encouragement broke through the fear barrier and he growled, fighting to keep his ground as nida scrambled to stay atop his back. When rump collided with the bumpy array of rocks at the bottom of the river, there was a force moving against him. Shit. Vad was using his dissadvantage to farther push him down. No! A heavy growls ripped through his chest as neck was forced to curve. Hind end jerked upright, half squatting beneath nida. Waves rushed over his face, taking the breath from him at the shock of the cool temperature and liquid substance he was still not used to. He'd thrust his rump upwards in attempt to right nida's posture, growling into the water until he was released from vad's grip. Muzzle tilted upward and head twisted towards the tsar. He'd take a second to steal breath before rising to full stature. Lips curled back and he barked, moving forward akwardly toward him. What the hell?! how was he supposed to move in this shit?!!! Paws found ground in the rocks through his obvious attempt and with great effort he pushed forward as fast as he could with the weight of two, Body drifting toward the tsar at a moderate pace like some slow motion ballet, jaws parted as he tried to grab at cheeck fluff.
Nida cleaved to life on an already unstable source of means. She was jostled this way and that, and she growled throughout the movements. The woman stays where she was with minor adjustments here and there, with jumps incidentally pushed her loins into the back of his legs and rear. She pants through her clenched teeth as she felt the current rise over her back and to her whithers, as Zod was on his rear end, soon pushed upright. Effing finally. Her torso was right and back on his side, instead of lopsided and at an awkward angle! Her body shivered as air met her sodden coat. She eyed Vad with violent anger, one she had yet to rear its ugly head. Then Zod charged forward, her tits flopping everywhere and stimulating more leakage, and went for the face. She'd thrust for that extra umph in his step.
Vadimir saw Zod coming, and he'd wait for the right moment, paws and limbs spread and prepped for the onslaught to come. When Zod snapped forward, Nida assisting in the few ways she could, Vad dashed forward in a kamikaze manner, shoving his cheek into Zod's open jaws if possible, aim to punch with the broad side of his face and push him back. If he succeeded he'd rear, forelimbs intending to grab his opponent round the neck so that Zod would be forced to follow, and Nida would have to hold on twice as hard. Tsar caught the blazing fury in the female's eyes, and he'd smile and wink at her. Just hang tight bby, you're next. Had all his moves worked as intended, Vad would shake back and forth while back paws surged forward, jaws snapping at whatever piece of anatomy he might be able to get ahold of. And then? WELL. Then it was time for some flippity doo-dah! Jumping forward he'd hope to push all three of them over, landing with a loud, raucous splash. WEE ISN'T THIS FUN?!
Zodiak was doing his best to maneuver forward in the water and as paws pushed conjoined wolves forth, there was a little thrusting action to help. Nida dry humping (well wet humping) his back helped get him to their destination a little quicker. His mind was less on the water now and more on the fight with vad and...well... humping nida. Soon....soon... Vad shifted to greet him and zod definately got a mouthfull when cheek was forced into his jaws. UGGHHRLLSFFF! Maw was forced wide and he twisted his head away only to see paws swinging up to wrap legs around his neck. Zod's weight shifted to back legs as he tried to lift himself upwards to meet with vad, not prepared for the extra weight so frame only met him halfway, partially squatting. Jaws snapped at vad's neck fluff, trying to grasp onto him before he thrust forward. If he managed to get ahold of him he'd bite down and give a good shake in the few seconds before balance was completely thrown off. Vad what the hell?!! Frame was toppling backwards and he was sandwhiched between his lover and tsar. He was completely under the water and squirmed between them, trying his best to get to the surface where he'd grumpily snap toward vadi with no intention of actually biting him. Dude!
Nida grumbled something fierce and wrathful during the whole kerfuffle. She had no clue what was going on given most of her eyesight was brown hairs and half an ear! The water sloshed and smached into her face, and she grew fairly frantic, breathing through her nose as the grip tightened with firm resolve. As the boys began to rear up when the face-biting action failed, her hindlegs hit the ground to play as backup in case he lost his footing or gravity worked in Vad's favor. She let go of the scruff in favor of another secure spot on Zod's hackles, seeking to dig in but without drawing blood or puncturing fully. And then the descending -- oh, the god damn descending! Nida's snarls faded into unsure snorts, feeling the water take and embrace her under. All the other sounds were deafened and drowned out with a dunk of head in. Back legs began to thrash wildly about, her breath put on pause, as the unknown educed the fear to show. Front paws and jaws let go, and she clambers to the surface and ashore. Fuck. She shook, the extra rolls she put on for her children noisily reverberates, and hacks a number of times. This is sexy. Totally. She turned around and faced wherever Vad may be, bristly fur stiff and on edge.
Vadimir succeeded in efforts to rush it all forward, and they all splashed like at a big water park! WOO. Vadim quickly tried to break away, but was only able after Zod had released his leg, the snaps to his face and all else was met with a growling snicker. Shhh, you lived. "Valk it off, you did fine." He said, looking toward Nida once she had risen to her paws. Woopsies... hell hath no fury like a woman half-drowned. Vad knew when to knock it down a touch. "Zod, vot did you learn from zat?" He expected at least SOME sass, but he'd take it like a champ. After all, he'd been a snarky motherfucker all morning. Once Zod had given his imput, he'd turn to Nida. "Und you, vot did you take from zis?" And once she had given her point of view, Vad would nod briskly and grind paws into the river bottom. "Now, ve are zwitchink zings. Nida, you on ze bottom, Zod. You on top." Hue hue hue... maybe this would curb their ttude. They'd wanted that position, hadn't they? "Zough, for ze zake of avoidink zerious injury... I vould try to avoid any zerious...." Shifty eyes, "Penetration," Oh dear god he sounded like a Sex Ed teacher. "Until aftervards." Besides, he had important things to tell them at the end of this, dangit! How could he go about telling them of their promotions, if they were too busy humping? Did he just... walk up beside them while they're banging and be like, "btw bruh you totes got promoted, grats." Vad pulled a wry face and shook his head. Ooohhhh fuck daaat shiiiit. Should they comply to the second round, Vadimir would likewise ready himself. He'd let out a monstrous growl, hoping to goad Nida into going after him. BRING IT ON TITS MCGEE!!
Zodiak sat upright in the water and to vads initial comment he'd rise to all fours and shake heartidly next to him. hmf. Trotting toward the shore vad's question arose and as he hopped form the water, "Water sucks." he grumbled, shaking on the shore before turning towards vad "Balance..." he'd grin toward nida "teamwork..." Attentions shifted from him as he moved to question nida, only returning at his proposal for round two. Oh...hey.... He'd grin toward nida, lifting imaginary brow. Eyes rolled at vads warning. Of course he wasn't going to full out have sex with her... but yknow whatever happens happens huehue. Frame shifted toward nida, giving her a lick to the cheek before rounding to her backside and heaving himself up to sexytime position. jaws would find position on her scruff that was the least painful and he'd give a playful thrust; a mistake on his part as it only excited him. Oiii. One-two-hoist! he'd spring hind legs to send his frame over nida. Hopefully she could hold him up as he positioned himself for round two.
Nida stared at him wordlessly as he made his way over and spoke. Her head raised a few inches and a quick assessment was done of him. Her eyes narrowed then, and snorted a mild 'huh' thereafter, " could have used the water to our advantage, if I spent less time clinging to his fur and more on what was going on." However, as he suggestion Zod and herself to switch places, a strange stirring in her chest started in motion. Her wide-eyed look shifted onto Zod for a hair of a second and then back to the alpha in time to hear penetration comment. Oh .. for the love of .. The train of thought ended when Zod licked her cheek and she slipped into the waters. Again. She spreads them, tail off to the side, and she stared pointedly at Vad. That little shit. A wince in her face to the pinch in her neck, and a bunch of exciting things going on in the back, " hold still." Gawsh, she was too short for this .. and her weight had her at a disadvantage already. Once he was situated, she go at a slow pace with the current pushing against her chest and in her face, jaws opening wide as neck outstretched, teeth seeking his snout area. If successful, she'd keep to a charge, pushing against him and the force of the rapids, snarling like a mad woman.
Vadimir watched them get to it, Zod's extra poke causing Vad to give a roll of eyes. I swurr, dese pee--ohshit. Nida was pretty damn quick to the jive, and Vad hadn't expected her to come with such vivacity. His snout was grabbed, with much growling and huffing as water splashed all around them, getting into eyes, ears, and nostrils. "Und vere did zis come from?!" He'd laugh, egging her on to greater lengths. C'MON GIRL. SHOW ME YOU GOT DAT BASS!!! Forelimbs struck out to wrap and pull Nida's, head and neck twisting to hopefully force her toward, or even under, the water and unbalance her. Yes, yes! This had been exactly what he wanted to see. They both had come so far, had learned so much. "Iz zat all you can give me, zaggy teat? How bout ve pick up ze pace, before your mate diez of blood lozz?!" Cause you know... having a boner too long... HEHEHEHE. He wanted to see how far he could push her, how far he could get her gumption up. He already had a good vibe of Zod's limits. But Nida's.. there was much untapped potential there. If his initial move worked, Vad would be trying to further press the woman under water. C'MON, GET ANGRY. FEEL RAGE. COME AT ME.... give me a hug c:
Zodiak. Atop nida's back there was no choice but to deal with the water, it was getting easier....this was helping! He'd lower himself against her back, forelegs hugging her for a solid grip while hind legs dangled at each of her sides. When she began fighting the current hind limbs would kick out one at a time-- left, grip, right, grip, repeat--trying to help her push against it. Vad's attempt had him sliding forward slightly. unfffff-- focus focus! when forward enough, he'd tuck hind limbs up and release her scruff to snap towards vad's face, trying to muzzle him after the boner comment--yeah he got it. He kept wary of nida's movements, not wanting to hinder her, but if she remained low and he actually grabbed vad he'd grip tightly and hold, giving his mate a chance to strike. if he missed he'd shift back to keep on her and avoid falling forward.
Nida had a hold to the alpha's snout, the moist flesh of his nose mostly, and she kept going. Her body shook with great ferocity to combat the cold. But then - gasp- he put his forelegs around her own, and maneuvered to slam dunk her head in with an eloquent twist of his neck. She let him. She stumbled with the extra bit of weigh stacked on her rear end sliding forward, rolls bunching, and head curling down and twisting to pull buttercream's snout - and hopefully his head- down and under. With the gravity and weight of Zod, of course, her hind legs pushed forward, to push the woman awkwardly closer to the male and be chest to chest if able. She, again, cannot hear a thing; the water entered her ear canal and deafened her with a whoosh sound. All she heard- felt, really, was her heart beating so fast, so hurriedly. At least her breasts were in a certain someone's face. Secretly she hoped to smother someone with those .. Yep.
Vadimir took one quick inhale before they crashed down under. Hehehehe, get it?! Vad was trapped beneath Nida's girth, and though his back legs remained above water, it served little to no purpose in the way of getting him out of this latest predicament. Zod reaching for his scruff, however. Was an odd saving grace. It meant his upper half was true and well pinned. But it also meant that both of the mated pair's balance was utterly foobar, all focused toward the front. And with that knowledge, as well as rapidly disappearing oxygen... hue. Vad would send entire body, using what leverage was left, into a roll. The intent? Simply to send them crashing out and over and into the water. Bad part? HE WAS STILL TRAPPED BENEATH THEM. Limbs would flail as bubbles spewed from tightly clamped jaws. He thrashed, shook, and squirmed backward as he tried to free himself from their combined force. AAAHHHH. GET EM OFF ME GET EM OFFFF HGJNDFSEWR
Zodiak's jaws were sent slightly off course as nida pulled vad under. He found himself at the top of a pyramid, jaws clamped onto vadis scruff. He gave a good shake, feeling himself being distanced from nida's body. He tried to pull back, blaming the current until vad's rolling form was more noticable. Ahh hell! Zod did the best he could to cling to nida, probably pulling her more along than she would have abscent his grip. He crashed into the water first, backside down and nida likely flopping on top of him. Oooof! He was submerged and quickly moved to reposition himself so nida could continue. Jaws adjusted their hold on her scruff, hind legs reaching down until purchase among the rocks was found. He lifted himself and assisted nida if necessary. One, two, Hoist--...oh... In his attempt to leap back into position he forgot about his excited nature. Instead of leaping fully onto her back, chest and ribs only made it, the rest of him well... that went in instead of over. Eye widened for a moment and he hoped vad didn't notice, god knows nida noticed. Sry bby. He growled lowly, trying to fight it off and not move , but nope there was no fighting this one off. Using front paws he'd pull himself forward, jaws tugging at her scruff, she was just gonna have to deal with it.
Nida wasn't shaking or thrashing -- that took effort, and breath, all of which had been staved off on perserve. Her blubber came of use for once in pinning and limiting the alpha male's actions .. she was pleasantly surprised. However, she was shoved down further due to the weight of her counterpart, and was pushed in deeper. Vad, as a result, was too. Hell .. she was panicking, she was not on the bottom either ..! Then there came the unforseen roll that had her rear end being pulled. It was a mess .. simply put, and she found herself coerced out of the water, and flopping down on top of Zod and Vad on her side. She was just killing the boys left and right with weight alone! Substance that snuck in rushed out with a spurt. Yuck. Legs flailed in the river, splashing in her face, until she found her bearings. Halfway in her progress, she felt a force followed by sensation she had not endured since .. " Oh .. my fuck," she swore. Her eyes slanted. She was on her feet again. Her teeth went for Vad's muzzle if and when he emerged from beneath - and if he survived being crushed by the two .. good lord- and yank him up, out of the water, to help him.
Vadimir couldn't help but laugh in his head. For obvious reasons. Of all the ways to kick the bucket, would this be how he went out? Impalled by fat? Seemed oddly fitting... his life had always been too unique for him to die of normal means. Chest and lungs burning, Vad hadno choice but to expell the air trapped within. A slew of bubbles rose then, even as he just managed to pry himself free. And in the instant he did, teeth clamped down onto his muzzle and he was dragged foward and up. Desperate gasps filled the air as he hacked and coughed, shaking himself vigorously. WELL. That was a near-death experience he wouldn't be forgetting anytime so-- "VOT DID I TELL YOU?!" Vad would call out scathingly, eyeing Zod like COME ON DUDE REALLY. Forepaw smacked his own muzzle, had it been let go, and he shook his head. Well.. he didn't exactly have a place to talk. But now he was faced with... giving them the good news, via... sexings. "Could you pleaze stop juzt long enough for me to tell vhy I had zis spar held between uz three?" Like... c'mon guys, make this easy for me willyeh? If they did halt their actions, he'd get on with his speech. Yech. If not, he'd be like "Well fuck you guyz zen, zomevon else can tell you." And he'd walk off, shaking his booty at them to try and rid himself of extra water droplets.
Zodiak , aside from all the excitement this fight had given him, had by no means meant to well... stick nida right in the middle of it all. However, Siiiiince vad was underwater and all... he'd enjoy himself. Paws hooked with more purpose and hips went to it. The moment was short-lived, however, when vad's repremand sounded off. He quickly released nida and fell to the side, air-hump slowly cadencing down until he streched to 'put it away'. Gdi...what a buzz kill. He huffed, shaking and turning attention to vad with a tilt of his head. "I didn--" yeah like he'd beleive you didn't mean to... because it sure looked like you did. Sigh... "I thought we were just training?" he moved to exit the water, the cool rush was rather uncomfortable. On shore he'd shake once again from head to tail tip fur now thoroughly fluffed as he turned back to vad and took a seat.
Nida released his muzzle and turned aside her face. She was still hacking up the water from when she'd been unsuspectingly turned over on her side, water swallowed as she stolen a breath sharp. Nida's gaze found Zod, having a jolly good time back there, so to speak, and then reprimanding Vad. She huffed. " Funny you should say that," her voice laden with sarcasm, perhaps denoting something he himself fell in not too long ago. The woman nips at Zod's face and chews on the cheek fluff with playful intention before loosening and turning interest to him... Can't be surprised there's more to it- there always is, always will. A common happening in Vechnyy as of late. " Spit it out already. Enough with the suspense." If she could, Nida would step forward and nip at his ear. I will rekt ur faise. Rawr.
Vadimir pffted at their joint antics, eyeing Zod like 'yeh sure it was'. But he'd brush it off, act like it wasn't even a thing. Yep... it'd all just been a funny little mirage. Water's fault. "Zo zassy," He'd sneer toward Nida at her impatience, but shortly after he humored her. "It vaz trainink, Zod. But of a particular kind. For you zee, az ve all know. To advance in Vechnyy, you have to be firm, unrelenting in your pursuit for a greater zelf." He looked toward Zod, "You have proven zat you have ze steel of a man now, no longer a boy lozt und vithout purpoze. You have fought harder zan many, und rizen from vot many vould zink to be a zure death. It iz for zis reazon, zat you are no longer Zoldat. You are Voin, you vill enforce ze law of Vechnyy, be it to von of our own, or to an outsider. I did zis test to prove to you, that no varrior can be bezted by aught, zo long as you rememberz vot iz mozt important to him." Vadimir would accept Nida's nibble, giving her one in return. "Und you," He started, slow, deliberate. "I've known you for a vhile now, Nida. Und you appear az von fire, slow to burn. Zometimes I vondered if you had the passion vithin to uphold rights of blood, of oath. But you have proven to me time und time again, zat you possess more zan vot von immediately zees. For zis reazon, und for ze stalwart prezence you have alvays provided. I promote you to Nastavnik. Guide ozers on zeir introduction to our family, be zey pups, adults, family or stranger. You must be an unrelentink force, und Zod's right paw." He paused, looking over them both. "I have carefully deliberated my choices... vot you zay to zem?" For if they didn't want the position, or had another in mind. He wanted to know.... SO HE COULD DROWN 'EM SOME MORE
Zodiak remained as patient as he could be, thoughts still lingering on business unfinished. Vad began his speach , causing head to tilt slightly, eyes narrowing with prying curiosity. What was he getting at...? Zod stood, taking a step toward vad as he spoke of growing up and proving yourself. He'd move to step even closer until the term 'Voin' rang out. Lifted paw would freeze, slowly replacing itself beside the other. Voin...? Zod shook his head, having a hard time grasping it. Was he serious?!! Vad if this is a joke it aint funny. Head turned to nida as she was promoted as well. Holy shit...Sly grin crossed his features. ohey hot teacher wifey. huehuehue. In all seriousness of it, that was perfect! The pups would need training soon and to know that their mother would be overseeing it... that struck a note of releif. He was sure the tsars would dictate certain requirements but the majority of it would fall between her and himself. Tail swayed slowly "Vad I---" he smiled, lowering his head in a bow of gratitude "Thank you, I wont dissapoint you..." He'd approach nida and nuzzle against her cheek. This was... unbeleivable. A new rank, new responsibilities, he was more than excited to get started.
Nida would have pfft'd at him if she were able. But .. alas - sigh- she was not. When he'd declared Zod no longer a lost boy without purpose and climbed up the heirarchy, she lofted her brows with visible astonishment. A nod as well a lick to her counterpart; he worked hard for his worth and deserves the promotion! Although she had no clue what Voin is truly, she had the suspicion it was more than his previous rank. And then it was her turn! Her chest stuck out, tall and brandished her swelled pride was, at the name of the .. ahm -- what? " Nastastank ..?" These words .. ack, hard to enunciate ..! Her ears rolled forward for when Zod came in and stole a chunk of her attention. Her tail moved behind her. Yes .. new opportunities indeed! Her gaze found Vad and ears curled back, " this is befitting. Yes. Thank you .. for not giving up on me." She knew she was a stubborn thing, and had the temper - sometimes-, though she had a bunch of potential and loads more where that came from. Nida sidled close to Zod and would push tentative weight on him, tail flopping over the male's backside.
Vadimir inclined his head. "Gud. I vill be vatchink you both to zee how you acclimate to your new dutiez. If you need any help or directionz, feel free to approach me for aid." Vad wasn't keen on getting pestered, but he knew both Nida and Zod were fiercely independant, and would probably only come to him out of the greatest need. "If I fail to, do not hesitate to tell ze ozers of your new status. In ze meantime; Zod, your first task iz to start getting ze laggards collective asses in gear und start trainink. Zere are too many bodies cluttering zat den, und I don't care for freeloaderz. Anyvon you zee not workink zemselves to death iz to be sparred und trained until zey eizer succeed in provink zeir vorth, die, or run avay screamink." Time to start weeding out the strong from the weak. Good weather and bountiful season wasn't going to last forever, and Vadimir wasn't about to start feeding any hapless mouths. Fuck dat. "Nida, you are to assist Zod in zis. Anyvon you catch zight of not puttink in effort. You take zem straight to Zod, villingly or not. Refuzal iz to be met vith maimink, und if ze do not get ze message ze first time. Death. vonce you have had adequate time to train and hone zome skillful varriorz, zend zem to me, und I vill put zem to good uze." Huehuehue. "Understood?" He'd await for their ye or nay, before nodding. "I muzt retire now... beink half drowned tirez out a man. If you need me, you can find me next to ze den." Cause estrus bunker was currently in affect... so balls to going inside. OH... right. "Alzo, from now on. Any female havink her heat iz to be restricted to ze den und guarded und escorted about by ozer femalez. Malez are to stay AVAY from ze den durink zese periods." HAHAHAHA.... aaah. Puns. Vadimir would glance to Zod a moment, before adding on, "But of courze, you are free to visit your children az often az you like." There... he was getting the hang of equalizing this dual sides of himself. Harsh, cruel, unrelenting... considerate, fluffy, kind. Seemed pretty stark conrasts, but hey. He made it look SEXY. "Und vith zat, I bid you both adieu." And then Vadimir would turn away from them, unless they had any questions or concerns, and. Unless needed further, would strut back to the courtyard, hips swaying and head held high. Damn it feels good to be a gangsta. Zodiak listened as further instruction was given. Oh a task? He nodded, that sounded rather fun, he only hoped the lardasses would listen to him. Rank and authority were all fine and dandy but it took more than just that to gain the respect and obedience of subordinates. Zod settled in the fact that he might have to be mean... or worse. As vad addressed nida, it became clear how serious they were about this. You get one chance mofo or your dead. Sounded like vechnyy was turning around it's huggy feely mood it seemed to have picked up in drak's absence. Zod nodded to vad, "yes.." double taking as he brought up the estrus bunker. UGH really now all them devil women would be held up by his kids all day??? -snort- Nah bro the kids needed to come out of there. Side glance was given to nida. He wondered when it would be ok for them to sleep outside of the den's safety. hrmm... If compromise needed to be struck zod would make sure they stay clear of his kids to one side. He watched as vad departed, yawning and giving nida a nudge. The den hadn't been filled up yet, maybe they could go crisen it with sexs first. Nida gave an inclination of her head. She got a trace of an idea to her entrusted task with the gaining of a step up. Her tail takes to a spastic swing. It seems the alphas were sobering from their feels and getting back into gear, pushing the others to do the same. A side glance was proffered to Zod. The heat bunker - the den?- was used to hole up the women ..? She snorted her discomfort. The idea of having to share the big ass space with people whom she barely knew has her hackles prickling, albeit for a short lapse of time. At least Zod was able to see his children. She nosed into her mate. " They are beginning to open their eyes," was the comment, lips arching due to pleasure and pride interspersing. With Vad gone and herself and Zod left to their devices, her teeth tugged on the side of his neck. C'mere ya lug. Let's sex it up tonight.
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