The Atmoran Dawn

In the lull of the early morning you gain a clarity of mind which you have not known often in your life. While your intellect was highly adapted to perform exceptionally well under duress, it was not quite so well prepared for the calmer moments in life. Indeed you were not used to the lack of danger that you are currently enjoying. Although Atmor was likely to greet you with hostility at every possible chance, your homeland was no different in that regard. You search your senses for any sign of danger, any hint of the inevitable calamity which had so beset your people since the very beginning. All of your heightened senses concurrently confirm that there is indeed no danger at all. Not one single predator could be seen, smelled, or heard and the Eldritch Apparitions of Gidul's Sanctuary were a fair distance behind you. At this a part of you, however small, begins to truly relax, if only for a moment. You lean back comfortably against a tall elm tree, as an unfamiliar sensation is detected by your brain. The feeling is subtle at first but as you focus on it it becomes much more distinct. While you can feel the bark of the tree against your skin, you can also feel the weight of your body against the bark. The sensation makes it feel almost as if the tree is a part of you, extending the range of your sense of touch by a short distance. In time the range of this tactile sense extends, you can feel the bodies of your people laid out on the grass, you can feel their weight. Each and every root of every plant carries sensory data to you as though they were your own nerve endings.

You aren't sure how far out your connections extend and so you try to reach out further in a radius around yourself, but the information you receive is far too much for your brain to adequately process. Every bird and insect on every branch and leaf within this radius can be felt by you, and the sensation is almost painful. You close your eyes, therefore eliminating the flow of sensory input from them, which then allows you to better process your tactile stimuli. You had witnessed a few of Gidul's powers in use, and reasoned that this must be another of the powers that you had gained from her. It wasn't long at all before you wondered just how much of her capabilities you had absorbed. Mentally you focused on a nearby blackberry bush and selected that to test your abilities on. With almost effortless ease the bush begins to grow and its berries swell and ripen. It grows at your command and moves as you direct it, influencing and controlling it is no different to you than moving your own limbs. You focus on a number of bushes at various distances simultaneously and repeat the process, you find it is slightly more difficult to do this. As your focus improves the growth becomes more rapid and pronounced.

Soon you can control a large number of plants at a time, although you can feel the energy being sapped slowly from your body to fuel their movements. You decide to try a different subject, this time you try a few vines from a fair distance, directing them to grow through the earth and then push up out of it and wrap around the legs of a nearby rabbit. It was clear that the vines were much more receptive than the blackberry bushes had been, they dutifully follow your command and ensnare the rabbit completely. You can feel it struggle impotently against the grip of your coiling vines, its tiny heartbeat pulsing frantically within the encasement of its soft fur, satisfied with your catch you command the vines to release it. The vines uncoil themselves immediately, freeing the distressed rodent to scamper off to its burrow.

Through the neural network of the roots you can feel many movements, but one stands out to you in particular. The movements of Zeitsya are easily felt by you as she rises to her feet and proceeds toward you slowly. Although her footfalls are light, the bending blades of grass beneath her feet highlights her path toward you in your mind. She takes a seat next to you, and you can feel the warmth of her firm little ass against the root of the tree. Her scent hits you like an angry Moruga, it is the powerful scent of a woman in need of a mate and it calls your most primal urges to the surface. It is then that your body makes you abundantly aware of the fact that your want for food is not the only hunger that was effected by the time-bending forces of that dark forest, you feel as though you haven't mated in days. Before you become too enraptured by her scent and the feel of her flesh against the dense wood of the tree, you open your eyes and break your connection to the plants of the forest.

When you open your eyes, you turn you head to the left a bit, letting your gaze fall upon the svelte figure of Zeitsya the Proven. She has shed a layer of clothing, revealing more of her fair skin than you had yet seen and allowing you to glimpse her perfectly shaped breasts. Your eyes trail up her slender silhouette until they rest upon her half-smiling face. When she speaks she does so almost in a whisper, although there doesn't seem to be much reason for that considering the general exhaustion of your horde. "That's new." She says, "I wonder how you learned to do that." Although her words implied curiosity, her tone made it evident that her words were a mixture of genuine surprise and sarcasm rather than actual concern. "I wonder what else you might be able to do with that little plant trick." She says, with only the slightest hint of a suggestive meaning behind her words.

"We could talk about that another time I suppose, for now we have more important matters to discuss. Matters like the path ahead of us, or lack thereof." She finishes abruptly, as though she was going to say something but forgot it or decided against it.

"Go on," You say, "I have no other issues to attend to for now." Upon hearing this she immediately resumes, "I know that it is the task of our people to take back what was stolen from us and to purge the evils of those who cast us out, and so on and so forth, however I have never really liked the idea of trying to save the wretched firemongering degenerates who chased our people into the waiting mouths of the Raghik. It was always my intent to leave the dreary bogs I call home behind me and to find other greener and safer lands in which to dwell and so far this march of yours has aided me to that purpose. Looking around me I see no sign of the Nadal or Lurker Toad, and I doubt very highly that the Bjonsí would wander so far from their dwellings. Therefore it hasn't taken me long to reach the following conclusion, I have no reason to continue this journey. I would be quite content to remain here now, unless you were to... give me a good reason to continue aiding you in this march of yours."

Her speech was laden with innuendo and the sultry sound of her voice made her suggestion more than plain to you. Though your instincts urged you with increasing fervor to accept her offer, you would not be so easily manipulated. "If you were to decide to stay, I would not stop you. While you and your kin are a valuable asset both to the cause of our people and me, I would not dream of imposing my designs upon you. As helpful as you are to me, you are not an absolutely necessary component to our cause. Besides, it would be unfitting of me to tolerate the presence of someone who lacks conviction."

As you finish her eyes visibly dim a bit and her alluring half smile fades into only a slight grin, though it is clear from her expression that she is not defeated but rather thinking. "I must say I am rather disappointed in you Ogma. When a lady such as myself offers you a gift such as the one I have, don't you know it is only polite to accept it." She pauses here a second, searching you for any trace of her intoxicating influence. "I would have preferred it not come to this, but we all have needs don't we? You see, I saw something last night Ogma and I wasn't the only one.

Fortunately for you, I think nearly everyone mistook it for wildfire, everyone with the exception of me that is. Were it not for my own gifts and experiences, I might not have recognized the difference myself. I speak, of course, about the Fire Riastrad. Clearly Hjalund was the source of that fire albeit due to his Riastrad, but more importantly you and I are the only ones who know. I may not be capable of keeping such a secret for long, but then again I might just happen to forget it if something else comes along that is worth remembering..." The pause after her sentence irritates you unreasonably, perhaps it is just the impassable nature of your dilemma.

One part of your mind now begins to weigh your options, while the other is still trying to understand just how she knew. Was Hjalund worth protecting? How did she recognize that it was a Riastrad? Would your relationship with Rigga ever be the same again if you gave in? Should you kill her for daring to manipulate you? Of these four questions, it is the most trivial one which reaches your lips, "How did..." You don't get the chance to finish your sentence. "How did I know? Tell me Ogma, do you really think that the Old Magic is so small that it can only be used for things like muffling footsteps and making small wards? The Riastrad may be the most POWERFUL manifestation of the Old Magic, but it is certainly not the most versatile. Neither you, nor Hjalund, nor anyone else among us could even begin to fathom the depth and breadth of its applications. The Old Magic is growing, changing, and adapting with us. Do not think that because I do not use a Riastrad, like you do, that I know nothing about them.

Despite my never having used it, I know more about it than you do. I could teach you about it Ogma, you stand to gain so much from what I could show you. What I am offering you, oh High and Mighty Ogma, is a partnership that both of us could benefit from." Her words sink in, the longer you think, the more you believe them. The part of you that resists dwindles increasingly, until your resolve is all but gone, and she easily detects this change in you. Her half smile becomes a wide grin and like any respectable hunter, she does not hesitate to seize her prize. "Come Ogma, I have so much to show you." She says as she takes your hand, drawing you into the forest. Your thoughts are clouded and confused, whether this was due to a lack of sleep or something else you do not know. Step by step you follow her, your eyes fixed upon the sway of her hips.

Your love for Rigga still lingers in your mind. The concept of love, though rare, was nothing new to the Ardri. At your core you were certain that you loved Rigga, certain that you would give up nearly anything for her, a thought which was truly unsettling to you. Even so, the temptation was so great in this moment, that you no longer bothered to deny it. Just as you are about to reach for her to sate your building passions, she turns to you and with that signature smile of hers, begins to disrobe. The mottled colors of her fur raiment falls lightly from her fair skin, unveiling the gentle curves and lines of her temptingly lithe body. Her skin was not so pure and pale as Rigga's and her firm, perky breasts were a size or two larger and topped with big pert nipples. She was larger than Rigga by quite a bit but you still dwarfed her in size, in fact in this moment you felt as though you towered over her. This did not have the same effect on Zeitsya as it had on your mate, there was not even the slightest hint of fear in her eyes, there was only lust in those deep blue eyes.

"Now that you know what I have to offer, I think it's time for me to inspect what you have to offer me. Let's see here..." Her hands anxiously shoot out to grab your tartan, a single tug swiftly drops the garment to your feet, exposing your growing member and swollen balls. Her eyes open wide and light up with what you imagine to be equal parts desire, awe, and surprise. As a man, you can't help but take pride in that. "By the ancestors, it's as big as my leg! There isn't an Auroch alive that's so well endowed! So this is what she has to work with? Poor thing must be constantly and pleasantly sore." Her slender fingers grasp the thick shaft of your cock, lifting its swelling length up as she strokes it firmly. "You flatter me with your exaggerations." You manage to say, through clenched teeth. The feel of her body as she presses against you, combined with that sexy look in her eyes is a potent aphrodisiac indeed. You swell quickly with her caresses, your cock springing to life as she jerks the smooth skin of your shaft, and you almost wonder which of you is enjoying it more. Judging from the look on her face and the spring of arousal dripping down her sylphlike thighs, she might almost be enjoying it as much as you are. "Alright, enough of the games for now, you can't make me wait all day." She says pouting insincerely as she pushes you away and prances gracefully to a nearby tree.

She bends over, arching her back and pressing her full, succulent tits against the ashen colored bark of a birch tree. Her lissome arms reach behind her to spread her full, round ass cheeks, exposing her tight pink pussy fully to your view. As she spread the delicate outer folds of her slit, her fingers parting her soaking wet hole only slightly. "This might require a little participation on your part so..." Her verbalized impatience is quickly interrupted by your actions, instead of instinctively rutting with her as expected, you find yourself fixated on her scent. Without any thought you drop to your knees and press your face against her sex. Your tongue desperately searches her folds, and you drink from her dripping slit as though it were a wellspring in a vast desert. The shock of the contact and stimulation causes her to shudder. "Oooohhh I didn't mean... Mhnnnnmmm... Overachiever..." She says, her words are spaced out by incoherent mumbling and lewd groans. In short order you make your way to her swollen little button, twirling your tongue around it, and coating it with the sweet mixture of her juices and your spit. This elicits a succession of high pitched squeaks and squeals from Zeitsya, who is now grinding her soaked slit against your face. "More... Nnnnffff.. Breed me already.." She moans breathlessly.

At the insistence of your now painful erection you decide that you've waited long enough, and stand up, lining up the tip of your massive cock with the slick entrance to her tiny pussy. You don't show her the same mercy that you showed Rigga when you first mated. Instead of easing yourself into her, you stuff your cock into her all the way to the hilt in a single stroke, making a wet smack as your hips connect with her supple ass. As the impact of your penetration ripples throughout her slight frame, you hear her gasp and her soft, wet folds clench your swollen girth tightly. You don't give her a moment to recover though, and immediately begin pounding powerfully into her, pumping your fat veiny dick into her stretched depths. Each thrust of your hips causes her entire body to shake and forces a scream of overwhelming pleasure from her lovely lips. "Yes.. YESS.. Unnnnhh... Oh ffuck YESS.." She wails.

The sensual eroticism of her moans and pleas compel you to plow her harder and faster, as the first orgasm of the day surges through her body. She rhythmically throws her ass back to meet each thrust now as you continue to mercilessly pound her tight pussy. Zeitsya looks back at you with half-lidded eyes and drool dribbling from her mouth. Your own orgasm is building quickly, your balls beginning to tighten as you grit your teeth and prepare yourself for the mind-wrecking orgasm you are about to have. "Please... cum for me... empty your load inside me..." Without delay you **** yourself entirely into her and hold her tightly, her stretched little hole constricting your engorged member. Massive spurts of cum explode into her slippery womb, rope after rope of it coating her insides and filling her fully. As your cock pulses and throbs inside her a second orgasm claims her, causing her to struggle impotently in your grasp, much like a rabbit trapped in vines.

Once your orgasm has subsided, you unsheathe your still hard cock from her gripping womb. She manages to turn and wrap her arms around you as she narrowly avoids falling on her face, evidently unable to walk. "One... one... Moment..." She mumbles as though half asleep. The aching of your head subsides quickly, leaving your once fogged mind now perfectly clear. What had you done? If Rigga realized what had happened, it could cause unnecessary strain on your still young relationship. A man of your power would be expected to take multiple mates, such a thing was not uncommon in the slightest, but this comforted you little. You were fond of Rigga, perhaps more than someone like you should be, and for more reasons than just her immeasurable sex appeal. She was far more desirable to you than Zeitsya, not only because of her superior appearance, but also because of her personality. Her spirit, her aggression, her skill, even her smile, these things were imperative to your attraction. As you look down at Zeitsyas exhausted form, you make the only appropriate decision you can. With one hand you toss her over your shoulder, with the other you gather your things, and carry her off a bit toward the sound of a chorus of frogs.

The body of water to which the trilling frogs led you was no more than a small pool in the midst of a gently flowing stream. "Put me down... please..." She said tamely. The tone of voice that she used was very uncharacteristic of her, it lacked the element of command for which she was renowned. Without a word you all but drop her nude body into the crystal clear, shallow water. "Eeek!! What the fuck!?" She exclaims, flailing for a second in the cool, clear water. "I did what you asked of me, isn't that what you wanted?" You ask her. You hadn't brought her here to dump her into the water, your original purpose for coming here was to wash the scent of her juices off of your body, so that your actions might go unnoticed. Getting to drop your seductress into the water was merely an added benefit to this end. "If it weren't for the fact that you just gave me the best fuck of my life, I would probably kill you right now." She snarls.

Her threat almost makes you laugh, "Kill me? With what, your ass? I should be killing you, you conniving little.." She cuts you off mid sentence, "Oh please I could've killed you a hundred times over in the last hour. Despite all your enhancements and power, you are still human, still ****. If I wanted you dead I could've collapsed your heart or drained all the blood from your head at any moment." She boasts, the certainty in her voice is unwavering. "Have you lost your mind Zeitsya? I'm literally wearing a Raghik, how could you possibly kill me if it couldn't? You promised to teach me so start with that!" You demand of her in a menacing growl. "I'm no enemy of yours Ogma so don't make a fool of yourself. I will tell you what I know, but I expect to be rewarded again for my kindness in the future. Now I'll begin with this..."