Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

Wrapping a warm robe round my body, I saunter downstairs. With a wave of one small hand, my fireplace lights and the smell of seasoned oak floats through the air. I notice the candles and catch a whiff of dry cinnamon~ ah, draggy was here. With a warm smile, I place the candles in my kitchen, in the cool box, with the rest of my smell goods and herbs.

Eventually, I plan on setting up a permanent indoor altar...but not now. Maybe closer to Samhain....
 
The sound of a wolf padding down stairs, smoke curling from a chimney. A hint of sandalwood, a breeze filled with late summer rain. A yell, laughter and the clacking of keys. There is a sign up, for the nonce.

WOLF writing. NO company, please.
 
A momentary silence as the first of four owed posts is finished. Husky laughter and then a startled exclamation as sandwiches pop into existence. Busy silence, the sound of a hungry, thinking, wolf...eating.

"Time for number two....

The clacking of keys, resumes.
 
Silence as I finish the second post...now then I owe Sasha a Lorena and i owe an Ondine to the foursome thread...which do I do first? One that feels almost normal? Or the crazy bloody one? Hm. Decisions, decisions.

After a moment, my fingers start to type once more. Lorena first....
 
I look up with a sigh...Lorena flows easily for me....I really like it when I don't really have to plan...and I love it when I have a good co-writer who makes it easy...like Sasha does.

Now then, the last one. The hardest one. The crazy one. I have an idea for her....and I hope...no one feels it is too much. With a worried frown...I begin to type...once more.
 
Standing up, stretching, working on the kinks in my back. Too long bent over a desk, too long with many words clamoring for release. And now, two more posts. Abbie and Lorena. I figure I should do the vixen first. She is oddly easy for me to write...mostly because I adore dragon kin and Sasha...so they make it fun.

With a giggle I go back to my desk and begin to type.
 
Typing stops. I grin widely and prepare to pull out one more Lorena for Sasha before getting to work on the thread for Erlind...I have been wanting to do that since I got here but I had other things to do first...now that they are almost finished? I can concentrate...but first? Lorena.

Typing starts once more.
 
All caught up. The sign comes down. But I douse the lights, wave out the fire and climb the stairs to my bed. I guess the Fae/Mortal thread will have to wait until tomorrow...I have no more words right now.
 
Noon sneaks in behind Luna, intent on getting one more kiss before she goes to bed after he's been away for a while. He slips in behind her and presses up against her, kissing her cheek softly.

"Well, hopefully you have a pleasant nap, darlin'."
 
Noon sneaks in behind Luna, intent on getting one more kiss before she goes to bed after he's been away for a while. He slips in behind her and presses up against her, kissing her cheek softly.

"Well, hopefully you have a pleasant nap, darlin'."


Turns round, half way up the steps, to press my body tightly to Noon's. Mouth finds his, tongue tip teases the corner of his mouth...finally, I release him.

"Remember Sir, that YOU have been invited. Don't be a stranger. G'night!"
 
*sneaks in with a plate carrying corn muffins* Oh Luna...we really need to get that one idea started.
 
Eyes snap open and I roll out of bed. Finally, I can work on beginning the thread for Erlind, BEFORE I get caught up in the spiral of owed posts. Wrapping myself in a warm robe, I head down to the living room and my lap top to do just that.
 
*sets the plate down on a table near Luna's writing spot, and sits down to watch*
 
I submit the new thread with a sigh. Whenever Erlind comes to visit, he will find something else to entertain him. I know the story will be slow, but I honestly believe it will be worth it, to have the chance to craft something as dark as this story promises to be, with him. A few posts a month will be more than enough...

With another sigh, I pull up my vixen and my Top. Time to get started on them...but first I need food.
 
Sighs and leans away from the desk, glaring at the computer.

OK, OK...I wrote. The other will have to wait am sleepy.

Stands up and walks to the couch, there to flop down in an undignified heap...
 
Pops in from the RW, happy giggling at the posts I am planning for. First up? The vixen...and then I will move Lorena and Amanda along...plus I need to write the Fr33k so that he knows he will be needed SOON.

Music starts...loud, rhythmic, bouncy.


The Whisper Song
 
*Happens to wander by just in time to sing along with the song in a subdued tone, tapping his toe as he leans against the porch railing. A smile, subtle but growing more noticeable, spreads*
 
I pull out the lap top. I now have an idea for the way the interlude should go. Time to get to work. But first? Music.

Carry Out
 
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