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Disclaimer! Chapter 11: Tension After an amount of time unknown to him, Mi'rasj awakens on his belly, and feeling immensely weak. His wounds are itching, it takes all his willpower not to scratch them, as Khajiit claws will quickly undo what healing has begun, if given the chance. He turns his head to find Yoake sleeping next to him, on her side, her back to him: a pleasant sight. Because they both fell asleep atop of the blanket, he has full view of her womanly derrière, accentuated by her snug leather pants. The he-cat feel a wave of heat vibrate through him. But he is also famished. Since he cannot sit up to get out of the bed, and it

Co-authored by Me and My Friend Disclaimer:... -.-* Chapter 10: Recuperation Yoake heads out, ears perked to catch any sounds, be it friendly or hostile. She finds the main road, and puts her fingers to her mouth and whistles a melody. It's so high that it can barely be heard by someone standing next to her, but the tune carries far. She doesn't have to wait long before the sound of distant thundering hooves is heard, increasing steadily. The impressive, night black stallion soon emerges between the nearby trees. Yoake lead Shadowmere back to the beach, a lump forming in her throat when she sees all the blood. "Mir? Are you alright?" "Hhhh

Co-authored by Me and My FriendDisclaimer:...Do you honestly think We own Bethesda? Chapter 9: Life With a gurgling gasp, Yoake's eyes open in a heartbeat, panicking. She rolls over to her side as she coughs and regurgitates what feels like an entire river. With ragged breath, she collapses on the sand as her lungs strain themselves to give her enough air. "Hahh, by the Moons, the Mane, and the Mother Cat! You live!" Mi'rasj' leans back on onto his side, his tears of distress and anguish have become tears of utter joy and relief.   Yoake looks at the he-cat's euphoric face. "...we made it... hhhh... let's never do that again," she says as s

Co-authored by Me and My Friend Disclaimer: ...*sigh* We don't own Skyrim...yet Chapter 8: The Cold Water of Kolskeggr Mi’rasj is engrossed is licking the fish juice from his fur, and answer before really hearing the question, ‘’Mir will be sure to keep his tail and the rest of his appendages close…’’ His head snaps up, eyes and ears alert and nose sniffing the air as he finally takes note of what the female asked. ‘’What?’’ Beside him, Yoake is looking at him with a deceptional calm look on her face. ‘’We are in the middle of a mine filled with enemies, we are out o

Co-authored by me and My Friend Chapter 7: Pond side embarrassment… And food. Yoake straightens and smile at her companion, her white muzzle a contrast to the golden-brown spotted fur the cover the rest of her slender body. She gives a small laugh and looks down her front, the still wet grey linen of the tunic spotless. ‘’No danger there, this one was the one who got a face full of blood. I think my armour need a rinse as well. But that can wait until one is done’’ Still smiling, the she-cat pad over to a patch of soft grass where the sun shine through a hole in the ceiling high above, laying down on the ground

Co.authored by me and My Friend Chapter 6: Revelations The run-down city of Bravil had many shacks held up solely by each other and wishful thinking, it seemed.   The storm that came through that night tore many of them down.   Mi’rasj came through the area looking for shelter and food, but he found naught but despair and death. The town guards would not help the trapped people in their shacks, they did not care about the ‘’lesser’’ beast-folk who lived there in apparent squalor. All the guards were ‘’conveniently’’ occupied rallying the horses that escaped from the corral that’s

Co-authored me and My friend Chapter 5: Use your surroundings! Yoake arc one eyebrow, trying hard, and mostly succeeding,   in keeping the smirk off her face. ‘’That's good, we still have most of a mine to clear, and probably many foes to kill.’’ Fastening her gauntlets while she talks, the lynx-like female swing her bow over her shoulder, Dawnbreaker already in her belt. Looking up in time to catch a thrown apple from Mi'rasj, she smiles at her partner. ‘’Ready to go and make Forsworn blood splatter everywhere?’’ Mi'rasj gnaws away the last piece of flesh off the bone of his chicken leg, and

Co-Authored me and My Friend Chapter 4: Anywhere but here! The next morning, Yoake wakes up curled into a ball under the fur of the bedroll, only the tip of her ears poking out, to the sounds of Mi'rasj trying to quietly put on his armour and gear. Shifting enough for her to see without being seen, she covertly watches the slender male. Mi'rasj is sitting with his back towards the spying female, not knowing he is being watched. He is bending to put on his Forsworn boots. When they are securely fastened, he stands up and stretches upwards, curling his tail, clenching his muscular calves, and thighs, and leaning his back and torso slightly b