Ciera's cottage

[Ciera]

Used to be the modest home of her father, local pack mate of the Get, this cabin is close to both Irene's and the Caern. Her mother, having moved along with her father, left her own touches about the place...fine lace and crocheted blankets made with care.

Now though, its only resident is Ciera. Living alone works for now, as she works during the day at a local horse ranch. There is a one horse stable out back and to the side for her own horse. A fine roan gelding, a gift for good work. The place has a living/kitchen area, bathroom, and two bedrooms.

[Ciera]

Ciera lounges about after a hard days work. New colt in today, and she felt bruised all over. She goes back over to her table, and picks up the last post card he'd sent. Dev....all he does is sign the things and send them to her. She didn't know whether to throtle him or drag him back. But...he was pack now, and leader of them to. Hard to do with that lot. She smiles, tossing it back in her mail stacker. She had a growing stack of them...all of things she liked. Horses, scene's...snow. She goes back over to the tv, watching a movie.

[Dev]

He spots the horse, that wasnt there last time. He walks over next to the back steps and leans his back against the cabin. The horse can still see him so he lets his nature come to the surface, something that your average human would miss but any animal, especially herd animals, would recognize as a predator. The horse begins to react by doing the only thing a domesticated prey animal can, alerting its posseser.

[Ciera]

Ciera starts at the noise of the horse. Ahh...no, not the brats again. Grabbing up a shawl to wrap her shoulders, she grabs up...something. Kitchen knife there, she picks it up, heading to the back door. "Be gone with ya, didnea your ma teach ya no better?" She shouts it out before opening the door and looking about. Not going far out at all...she really feels the alone as the horse keeps it up, but no sign of anyone.

"Ach...mangy beast. Scared me, ya did." She puts the knife back on the shelf, heading over to where the horse is.

[Dev]

After she passes he enters her house. Leaning his hammer and its case against a convenient wall he sits on the couch and begins to watch tv. The horse quiets of course as soon as he leaves its sight and lets the inner predator sink back in.

[Ciera]

Before she gets to the silly critter, it calms. Making a face, and getting cold by the second without a coat, she goes back inside. Shutting and locking the door behind her, she about dies of shock to see someone sitting on her couch.

"Ahhh!" She holds a hand to her chest, breathing faster. Wait...the posture looked familiar...hair to. "Dev?" She takes a step out furher so she could see better since the kitches was dark.

[Dev]

"Im here for the better part of twenty minutes woman, and now you pay attention to me." He grins over his shoulder as he reaches into his jackets inner pocket. He holds out a post card with a picture of the White Cliffs on it. "Wanted to surprise you."

[Ciera]

Eye's tearing, she goes over to him in a rush, stopping short as she gets close enough. Was him....ah...post card. She spots the post card, and colors. "Right then....20 minutes! You count me for twenty minutes, and ye been lost for the better part of three years! With only card in the mail...and the name on them. Ye could have been dead for all I know!" She holds her face in her hands, to many emotions warring. With a sob, she punches him in the chest before hugging him.

[Dev]

"Awww there there. I sent the post cards so you would know I wasn't dead. I didn't write on them because I was under the impression that a picture said a thousand words." He hugs her back tight, the fingers of one hand playing with her hair. "Should have trusted me, I told you I would be back and you said you would be here. Looks like we both kept our words." He chuckles with her head against his chest. "The girls kept an eye on me proper like. I dare say they did it because none of them would want to bring you that news."

[Ciera]

Sniffling, she mumbles against his chest. "Right they are to...box their ears or yell them to the afterlife, I would have." She looks up after wiping her eye's off. She gives him a grin, noting the scruff. "Your all fuzzy...new for ya." She puts a hand on his face, running it along his jaw. "I missed you. Da moved off...been alone here."

[Dev]

"Really now? I'll miss the old mongrel for sure." He says sarcastically as he sits, pulling her down onto his lap so he could look her in the eye. His voice switches to mischevious. "I'm glad to see he was wrong about you burning the house down. So you been having trouble with some of the lads, or were you thinking of them boys from town when you were shouting?"

[Ciera]

Her eye's flash. "My da...ach...he was something, alright. He tried to force me to go with him, didnea know it. I told him he'd have to bind and gag me. Then we got into a rather bad tussle before ma beaned him with a pan." She grins, curling up on his lap, head on his shoulder. "Well worth the lashing, that one. He saw star's. Anywho...them lads in town have been a bother. Taken to bad rubbish, they have. All sorts of mischief, like a gremlin of late." She grins, running a finger along his neckline. "Sooo, have I grown all old and wrinkly enough ya don't know how to greet properly?"

[Dev]

He smiles, him and her father had never seen eye to eye, only partly because he had been a good nine inches taller than the old man. "Hmm, so he never asked you why you were going to stay?" He rubs her lower back in a circular motion with one of his large hands.

[Ciera]

She grins, then laughs. "Oh, he did...but my ma would not have us arguing. So, we just glared mainly, or went out and beat on each other." She looks up, finally moving about so she could see his face, smile slipping. "I stayed though...gave ya me word." She blushes, feeling forward and the naughtiest of daughters. "Gods I missed ya." She kisses him then, hands going into his hair.

[Dev]

And she felt herself being carried along as he rose and walked her up the stairs. 'Not to be forward but I have missed you to." He spent the rest of the evening and part of the next morning trying to make up for three years of lost time.

[Ciera]

She wakes to the sound of the phone ringing, and manages to untangle from him enough to reach the phone. Noticing the time, she groans...two hours only? Ach...She pulls the phone over to her ear, voice husky from lack of sleep. "Hellu?" It was her boss...worried. He rants on for a bit...then notices her lack of fire back. "I'm not feelin good...I'll make it up to you on the morrow. Thanks...." She hangs the thing up, and groans again. Dizzy and feeling really warm still, she passes out right like she was.

[Dev]

He opens his eyes to see a ceiling. Ciera's house. He could hear the the shower running but only for a moment before it shut off. She hadn't been up for too long. That meant nobody had caught up because it felt like noon to him. "I'm hungry, I wonder if she has any steak." He looks around for a moment and then lets his head fall back to the pillow. The bed actually contained his sprawled form, he wondered where she had found it. "I wonder if I can get her to make the steak and bring it to me?"

[Ciera]

Stepping out in a robe, Ciera looks over at him. "Doubt it...and ruin me ma's bedspread. Get up and help and I might have a steak for ya. The girl's should be here soon...best be dressed or they will rib ya more." She crawls over the bed to kiss him, before heading to her close to pull out jeans and a t-shirt.

[Dev]

He accepts the kiss happily and even makes a grab for her passing form before she heads to the closet, missing. "A shame." He smiles. "It wouldn't be the first time they have seen me in the buff. We got jumped once when I was in a camp shower. I had to run for three miles in my birthday suit through the woods."

[Ciera]

She turns to him, mock frown on her face. "Have you no shame...get up ya lazy." She makes a cute face, then turns from him to pull jeans on first. "Your lucky you weren't maimed for life...or were ya fuzzy as you ran?" She looks back at him, eyebrow up, poking at his pride with a quirky grin.