#ken'si

[shgarz]

Destructive Grace

Garz sat before the waterfalls, watching the crashing water far below. His hands gripped the hilts of his swords as he took on the destructive force of what once meant such serenity to him. How blind he had been, he had only seen a fraction of its deadly beauty. He flicked his gaze back and forth occasionally and tightened his grip on the Blades of the Shadowtusk, always prepared, just as Tanakae had taught him. He always turned back to the water, though. It was a hard fought battle not to be mesmerized by the sight, but finally he sheathed his blades and knelt to tighten the straps of his bronze ankleguards. "Come, Ken'si, the girls will be waking soon," he called over the force of the falls. His mate, far below, flicked her ear before looking up at him and smiling. A flourish of her wrist sent yet another frenzy fleeing from Shirvallah's wrath, but she started towards the shore. @jaeyu-wra

[shgarz]

I’d Dye For You

Garz felt Ken'si's head lean back against him as her arms draped to either side of his legs. He snickered as his hands started to work at the tension in her shoulders. "I am so glad..." she murmured, "that I mated a masseuse." The Bloodscalp groaned as he worked out a knot on her right side. "I suppose the children have likely been wearing on you?" He asked with a smile, his face exposed and his rush'kah hanging from a peg just within reach. "You're so tense you'd think all the fools in the city were our brood." She pursed her lips, "I suppose they are, in a way though, aren't they?" She asked, "But yes, the twins especially have me on edge. Fyrn, at least, is quiet." Garz nodded as he moved his hand to gather another cupful. "You're sure you want another already, even so?" he asked as he poured the crimson liquid down on her head. Ken'si tilted her head back and sighed as she felt the still warm 'dye' do its work. Her orange roots slowly disappeared as Garz worked his hands around, spreading the blood and staining her hair and scalp alike. "Of course," she murmured. "Our daughters will make excellent servants for Shirvallah, but he deserves a male warrior as much as you deserve a true heir." Her eyes were softly closed as his fingers continued massaging her head. "As you say, my love. Well, I have gathered the pineapples. I'll peel them once your hair has been refreshed." Ken'si sighed and stretched as much as she could in the partially filled cauldron as the water began to redden with the run off. “You Shatterspear and your customs. I will never understand them,” she playfully complained. Garz couldn’t help but snicker at the irony as he continued to recolor her hair. @jaeyu-wra