Huyana: The World of the Water Wolves

Taima huffed agiain, nodding uncertainly, not convinced in the slightest. She watch him go before retreating to the water's edge, swishing her paw through the water, watching the ripples gradually appear and diappear, deep in thought, scowling.

Okay :3

Taima flinched as Kyo woke up, lifting her head from his back to stare at him with wide, concerned green eyes. She shifted her position again before speaking, "are you okay?" She asked, reaching over to lick the top of his head.

Sorry I took so long; I had to eat and then clear up.

Kyo wriggled out of being underneath Taima and whipped around to look at her, again doing a check all over her body. His pelt faded to that dull lavander purple again, him being on edge. These dreams.... they didn;t even feel like dreams. They were almost like, premonitions. Please. He begged, eyes fearful and wide. Please dont ever, EVER, under any circumstance go to the waterfall alone. Ever. His breathing was a bit shallow. Even for me. Or Kohana. Or anyone.

No problem, I'm just hanging out. It's only 10 am here!

Taima narrowed her eyes, confusion flashing in them for only a moment, before the cogs in her minds started turning and she began to get some sort of understanding of why Kyo was rattling all this buisness about the waterfall, presumably the one far outside their territory, where the pine trees grew. Why would she or Ko, or even Kyo himself go there anyway? "Is this about these dreams you've been having?" She questioned carefully, tilting her head. They were just dreams weren't they?

Okay It's 8PM over here :O

Kyo flopped to the ground, paws over his head. Just like Taima and the wanting to hide her stomach pains (though he didn't really know about them yet) he did not want to bug others with his own personal problems. Yet, Taima was his absolute world, everything he lived for now. He knew the feeling was mostly mutual. He knew that she loved him, and loved him deeply and passionately, but he wasn't the only one. He was well aware of his mate's brother, Ko, and the deep bond the brother and sister shared between each other. It was a different sort of love, one that could never be broken or be surpassed. Kyo knew this, it was fact in his mind - but he was okay with it, it's how the world worked. But him. No, he had no siblings to be attached to and no background to want to remember too much. Taima was the soul thing on this earth that really had any meaning at all to him. Shamanism was just a hobby he had picked up in his youth and even though he loved it, it would be given away if there was ever a need to in order to save his mate.

And these dreams scared him, scared him out of his wits. Why were they continually coming? Why so vivid? Were they telling him something? WERE they premonitions? He didn't know, and the unknown is what was making him act so strange and out of character to his usually happy self.

He laid there for a moment, thoughts running through his head like a racetrack filled with racecars going at terminal velocity. He didn't want to scare her, he didn't know if he was even being completely irrational, but he didn't want to risk it either in any way. So what should he respond??

If he said no, leaving her in the dark she'd know something was up still and try harder to force it out of him, he knew her enough for that. But if he said yes and explained, she might brush it off her shoulder as just dreams.... and something might happen. It was an ugly cycle either way.
...Sorta.