Just put here for reference. We'll see if she goes anywhere.

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She sat looking out of her window, curled up, knees bent to one side, for the comfort of her belly. The brain flickered in and out of the comforting numbness, thoughts of Keira's, thoughts of River's, both of them occasionally looking at the silent girl, with a cub in her belly, with shadows all around her.


She knew she was a danger to them, she had known that for months. Now she was a danger to everyone, no matter what she decided. As if there were anything to be decided, a snide thought floated through the space.

She looked at Rhett, who sat at the desk, looking at her with worried eyes. His love had gone somewhere, and a blank, vacant stranger looked out of River's eyes, one patiently waiting. His girl did not love him any more. If she felt anything at all.

She pretended to feel when the others visited, and hide the vacantness around her pack. She'd never said what was in her mind, nor how often her mind did flashbacks....

He had been taunting her, goading her, swaggering, playing the sexist redneck, knowing it would rile her up. She in turn would be a smart mouth back, meeting and matching his attitude, and instinctively knowing that he was not doing it because he did not like her, but because he was ... flirting in that way that is not about sex... not trying to intimidate her, but instead trying to bring her out of herself.

On this day, he loved fighting her, he goaded her, as the first of the gauntlet circle. None of the others attacked, enjoying watching the pair, slash, block, kick, grab, heel drive, throw, all the while intimidating the other more and more, amping up the power, pushing each other harder and harder. Alicia watched carefully, knowing the dynamic developing between her beta and the girl, and being careful that it did not explode out of their control.

River was getting better and better, and she flowed into the punch, taking him by surprise, and then as he threw her over his shoulder, she twisted and landed, her feet planted against his ass as she launched herself, pushing him into a stagger. Using the momentum, she broke free of the circle, surprising all of them, and making several jump to attention. This had never happened before...

She sprinted hard for the wall, as he turned and chased her, leapt up it, and spring boarded off it into a ball, slamming hard into him, her weight carrying them both to the floor. He lands hard, her legs locking his, her arm across his throat, winding him with the force behind her. Pinning him to the floor, her eyes are alight with fire at her victory.

She looked back to her past, and mourned.

No IC use, i'll tell you if you observe this behavior in River ic.

Also, point of interest on the historical aspects of River - the italics is an old post, index of posts is here - http://raven-steps.livejournal.com/15942.html.

Go look if you are interested in her background.
The farm, 12 October 2008

Rhett had seen the wolf spying on him. He’d become observant in the months he’d been on the farm, watching for pursuit, and then, about a week earlier, he’d spotted it. A two tone tipped silver/grey wolf, he recognised her, and the start of movement she’d given when he looked toward her – almost a dash into his arms, if she’d been human.

He’d asked one of the family if he could grab some sandwiches and wander up to the top paddock, at the back of the farm, and do some of the clean up it needed, easy work for the city boy, so they let him go alone. He took a blanket, and his lunch, and set off. Watching out for her, she trailed him the whole way, and finally he stopped in the secluded trees next to the paddock, miles from anyone. He spread out the blanket, and the food, having pilfered enough for two, and watched, his heart in his eyes, knowing she had come for him.

She padded through the trees, her heart in her eyes, and this time she did move to him, reclaiming her human self and throwing herself into his arms, kissing him. He kissed her back, long drugging kisses till they were both panting and perspiring, and then he rolled her, so she lay on her back as he pushed up the tee and ran his hands and then mouth over her body.

River was on fire, whining in her throat with sensation, and opened her legs as he sucked and nibbled on her flesh, making her nipples bud and ache. His hands scooted up inside her skirt, pulling her knickers down and then the sound of his zip and the feel of him rubbing against her. She writhes under him, and he gasps against her skin, and then thrusts, making both of them moan.

By late afternoon, both of them had lost count of the amount of times they’d come, penetrated the other, teased and tortured till their bodies ached for release. River cuddled him, and he watched her face, running a hand slowly over her body, up to her breast, tracing the veins in it.

“I left in the chaos of WYD celebrations.” He said slowly. “Came out here to find out about your people… the wolves that are not part of the Pure. Get away from my family, so we could be together. Be able to help you.”

River nods, all of this she’d worked out. “I’m sorry for … something was happening at the time…. And there was a fair chance I was going to die as a result. Now, that’s not the case. But you did not deserve to watch that….”

He cuddles her close, his gesture and silence saying ‘never leave me, please’ and River nods to the unspoken question, and says softly “You are part of my territory. I will always protect you.” She kisses him, and pins him beneath her, and slides astride him, excruciatingly slowly.

They return to the house, and Rhett introduces the family sheltering him, as his mate. They make her welcome, and offer her to stay and help on the farm if it suits her and Rhett to do so. She agrees.
Hi everyone.

This post is a story that belongs to me and a bunch of New England, Australias players. I know not everyone on my journal is a Werewolf, fan, but i'm hoping you will enjoy this - it made for an absolutly rocking scene.

The Sundered Claw & River-Ever-Changing Story.

Written By: Shannon Keniry, Crystal Plowman, Beth Tobin & Conrad White.
Additional Input & Approval: Tim Cluley, Joel Gilleland, & Tiffany Williams

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