The Hot-spring

Nero was happy that it was dim and quiet wherever He was, save for the unmistakable sound of bubbling water. He had not the strength to move just yet, and so He stared at the rocky ceiling, still lost in a Haze and slightly confused, unable to quite sort out just what had occurred during the Ritual of Kinship, the pieces of the puzzle a little difficult to put together.

But on the Brightside, He was thankful for the gentle fragrant scent of salt and flora, it added to his focus, assisted in snapping those pieces back in place. Until of course, a mature but beautiful face came into view above him made things all but clear.

"Hila, Nero." Ulsa said, smiling down at him as He felt Her press a wet cloth on his forehead "You shouldn't linger, come, sit up." Ulsa urged in a motherly tone, assisting him in sitting up in the dimly lit chamber.

The Place was probably one of the largest He'd seen of the tunnelled Rooms, warm and sweet-smelling, the size of a grand hall.

The Walls around him sparkled with Golden stones which reflected in a huge, pool of crystal Blue bubbling water, schools of hot mist creeping up to the ceiling from its surface "Chief? Where are we?" He asked groggily, rubbing his eyes as his entire body ached, Ulsa smiled at him, Her hair frazzled and wild across her shoulders

"The Hotspring, beneath the Spire, I thought I'd let You rest. You certainly deserve it after last night." She said, nursing the space between her thighs subtly as the final piece of his puzzle clicked in his mind.

"Oh! Right, we Ummm, yeah... So, we're Bloodkin now, right?" Nero rubbed his head again, his brain felt like mush and his waist felt like it had been hit by a truck.

Ulsa nodded, pressing the cold cloth his head and robbing him of his pain, it was strange... Nero's mind refused to see Her as just the Chief anymore, she was so much more, a Mother, a lover, a warrior, a protector, Her eyes were kind and her touch soft, ferocity in her need to care, a wild spring in the way that she caressed him, it engorged his strength, or at least He thought it was that.

On second thought, it could have been the Glyph searing on her skin. "Are You, using that on me. I feel a little numb."

"Apologies, I'm sapping some of Your pain away." She said, pressing the cold cloth to his cheeks "The Mark isn't mean to heal, I can only take a little of the discomfort away." Ulsa smiled affectionately at him

"So... that Glyph, doesn't just take strength away then?" He asked, his curiosity flaring suddenly

Ulsa smiled patiently "Come, we can speak more in the spring, it's waters will soothe Your discomfort." Ulsa took his arms, helping him walk on shaking legs, his thoroughly used flaccid cock aching as it swung free, though as He and Ulsa slipped into the warm waters, it washed his body and mind with relief.

Ulsa stayed close to Nero, dipping her head under the water before resting it on his shoulder "You know, You are the first Gojat (Outsider) to ever join the Hoard, and the first Male to ever share the title of Chieftan in thousands of years. You are one of us now." Ulsa spoke softly as she rubbed the warm water into his aching muscles

"it's an honour, I mean that." He said smiling, despite how weird his recollection of that Ritual was

"The Kiss of the White Root takes the Mind to another plane, How much do You remember I wonder?" she asked, _"Another plane, I'm gonna guess that Hallucinogens would give You that impression." _Nero thought briefly before answering Her question.

"Most of it, I think. I definitely remember You. I have to say, it was amazing, You were amazing" He said with a chuckle, his mind still trying to comprehend the insanity of that Ritual.

Ulsa joined chuckling with him, running her fingers through His hair as her glyph's light cast a red light in the water

"You humble me, Warwolf. I thought You tireless, my loins still ache. Most of my Warriors lack the capacity to walk." Ulsa said casually, Nero's ears pricked up

"Wait. Your Warrior's, I don't..." He was slightly confused, He didn't remember the Warrior's getting involved?

"Ah You forget that part? After filling me with Your seed the first couple of times, You took to the Warriors, I don't think any of them went without a taste of Your... power." She eyed him suggestively, smiling coyly as He sat in the bubbling waters, starstruck

"Oh... so You didn't split into multiple bodies, that was just, the other warriors. well, wow." Nero couldn't help but smile, He didn't know that His sexual hunger could push through what had to be at least 10 women, though He was slightly irritated that He could barely recall such a glorious happening.

"No matter, we are Honoured to have received Your touch, Warwolf, I pray that You will stay with us for a time before Your departure." She said, looking up at him knowingly, Nero raised an eyebrow

"You know about that?" He muttered, Ulsa smirked

"I do now." ...Damn, He kinda walked into that one, "As I said, You may come and go freely, though... I will surely miss You, in more ways than One, dear Warwolf." Ulsa fluttered her eyebrows at him, if his cock didn't feel like his johnson had been to Vietnam and back then maybe he would have reignited their little ceremony, but tired as He was, Nero enjoyed Ulsa's massaging the water into his skin.

"I had a question, about Your Mysteria. You, use it to sap strength?" He asked, Ulsa brandished her left arm, showing Nero the Glowing red Symbol, a single Line with sharp points jutting out of its top and bottom "It's like a weird Minus symbol." He thought

"The Glyph of Subtracta I believe they Gojat call it. I have had it since I was still just a hatchling... Chief Ghi'la's mind was lost, now our shaman, tried to kill me when she discovered it, but with its gift, I stole Her strength and Her speed, subjugated Her power for my own, that day, it would Be Ulsa as Chieftan of the Hoard." Nero could tell that she was not proud of this, but she nodded to herself "Ghi'la lives in peace, deep in the Shadow of Yrden with the Tree of the Father, where she protects the Blood of the Warrior and speaks the Sovereigns whispers to K'ilik Bajarineh."

Nero learned of the Subtracta and the Litchen. How the Glyph had gifted Ulsa the ability to steal life-**** for her own, to Sap their strength and speed, take years from another life to draw out her life and drain people into nothing. Ulsa spoke of the Ancient ruins that He had landed in, Yrden then called it, or the Eye, an Place of great importance to the Litchen, for they said that in its heart is where the Sovereign had created them, sacrificing the life of that land to bring forth the Litchen, rendering the land into a plane of barren red sand where bloodthirsty beasts reside, the storm that plague the world even stronger here, shredding the unprepared's skin from their bones, though not all of Mars was like this, only the Fallgrim Valley where they resided, protected from the terrible storms and the region that they resided in; the Red Sea.

"But if the land is as hazardous and dangerous as You say, then how do You survive here, with all the storms and Monsters?" Nero asked curiously,

Ulsa smiled as she ran water through his curly black hair "None know this Sea like the Litchen do, We are One with its sands, we respect the Beasts that live here, tame them, train them.

Our land resides above Yrden, and our Ilk is born above Tree of the Father, it is a gift from the Sovereign that grants us the wisdom of the Red Sea, the ways of the Land, it's deepest nature." She explained, Nero's curiosity was growing more and more rampant by the moment

"So, living near this Tree, it gives a natural affinity for the land?" He asked, breathing with relief as she massaged his hips

"The Tree of the Father is deeply rooted in the whole of Marte, they say that those who drink of its blood become would become One with the world, shares the hearts of its beasts, but... nobody had ever survived consuming it, even Shaman Ghi'la's mind has grown weary being so close to the Tree, but... if any could survive such a test from the Sovereign, it could be You, Great Warwolf" Ulsa suggested, Nero mulled it over in his mind quietly, having such a power would be amazing... though, the risks were great

"I'll, bare that in mind." He said scratching his head, Ulsa smiled, brushing the water on his cheeks with her thumbs

"How do You feel?" She asked tenderly. Nero considered his body, the exhausted feeling in them, the throbbing of his hazed mind... it was mostly gone, He felt healthy, springy and his Instinct burned fiercely within, He smiled

"I feel great, this Hot-spring really pacts a punch huh? thank's Chief" Nero spoke, Ulsa stretched up, her lips pressing against his as they shared in a short but passionate embrace

"Ulsa. Call Me Ulsa, We are bound together now, I am Yours and You are mine, and of course, My Hoard is at Your disposal, We will always answer the Warwolf's call." She whispered as they separated, the Sexy Chietan helping him out of the water and into his Litchen apparel, which was starting to really grow on him.