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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2023 2:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2023 3:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2023 2:46 pm
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They stopped at the forest and Zaahir sniffed around and checked out the perimeter while Yaara stopped and unfolded some of the stuff she had packed for them. There was just snack size food portions and also some scented leaves to help not bring any strange stragglers.
At this point, she was doing her best to keep an upbeat melody in the way she did things. Sensing that Zaahir looked tense. For her, she needed him to mellow out, so when he came within radius again she perked up.
"I have some food for us. Come, relax. Eat."
Zaahir heeded her command and came back and sat in front of her. The food was a shredded piece of meat with berries stuffed in to it and even more so, mushrooms. He looked up at her, lowered himself and began to eat.
"I'm surprised you aren't puking.." - Y
"I try to keep down food from different species and cultures. It's not the first time I see something like this. It's good." - Z
"I tried to put in some of my older home." - Y
"I can admire that. I admire you in many different ways. But truly I need you to see that being a priestess and then going on different missions that aren't secure- is something I can't admire. I'm uncomfortable with the idea." - Z , Yet he started to calm down as he continued to eat and finished off his piece and evidently seemed much calmer.
"You are pretty when you are working hard." She giggled. "I will definitely take your concerns to heart. I won't be a bother to your mind. Nor a worry." - Y
"I guess you already knew I was going to stress... That's why you gave me those berries even more so." - Z
"Sorry,... I kind of knew because your mother is very much like you. She worries a lot. I know that about you. No worries, the berries and mushrooms simply help you relax. I have some more if we wanted to meditate but I don't want to force you to do something you don't want to do. Meditating is the best way to speak with Gods.. and learn how to navigate problems with the soul.." - Y
"I see... So how many have you helped navigate their souls? How does that work?" - Z
"Well... Some have problems mentally.. Like how some can not speak in crowds, or some are scared of connecting to others. Others don't speak at all. Some simply are troubled because of their own actions. Through guided meditation, we could see where the connections are like pieces of memories and reframing them so you can live with the memories and not let them rule over you.. It's difficult at times. Sometimes the meditation is hours.. some are days and years. I know that our oldest priest has still been working with someone whom is quite a bit lost." - Y
"Oh I see.." - Z
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 4:39 pm
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The sun started to set and they both watched it, within their intimate aura. Yaara got closer to Zaahir until they were touching. Softly she nudged her forehead against his neck. Zaahir, nudged his neck against her head.
"I don't have much to meditate on... I don't think. My worry is because I have seen so much that could happen, that's why I conjure up worry in my own way." - Z
"I would like to see a Zaahir that is not an ambassador but simply Zaahir. Himself. Who you truly want to be." - Y
"Aren't they one in the same?" - Z
"No.... an ambassador is your job. Your job is not who you are." - Y
"Hmm... I guess I never thought of it like that. I feel that my connections to others, my achievements, my job and my rank in the pride all contribute to who I am... I am noble, from what my mother describes me. I am accepting of others- I play active roles to make others lives better. I can see errors I have done with interacting with an opposing party. I urge others to find where they belong..." - Z
Yaara couldn't quite put in to words what that meant to her. Or how to tell him that all those are symptoms of what he wants to be. "Yes... but what makes all those decisions. That creature, who Zaahir is. That one, where I saw who you were... I can't help but... get shy just thinking about our memories. Especially you speaking about your love of different cultures and prides... You were so profoundly engrossed in it. I was happy to see someone so passionate. That's the you I was talking about.." - Y
They slept and at the brink of morning. She was curled up against his side and he had draped a paw over at some point that he couldn't remember. Now, when awake- he got scared of their positions and jerked his arm back. She nudged her face against his chest, still asleep. Zaahir looked across, to her. Smiling a little and put his arm back around her. Lounging and waiting for her to wake up the natural way.
He was used to moving a lot during the early hours, and thus he let the young priestess enjoy her sleep in the shaded morning. Gazing at her and how he simply felt so right at this very moment alongside her. He .... had to have feelings for her. He couldn't he not when anytime he was away. He would think of her. When he was home, all he wanted to see was her. He wondered if she thought of him as much as he did of her. Lowering his head, he softly licked her head and cheek.
Waiting til her eyes blinked awake and hazily licked his cheek and she went back to sleep. His cheeks burned brightly.
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