Recent content by Caden S. Freemont

Caden lifted a tentative paw to the portion of the scar visible on his neck. "Since this will keep me off the training grounds for some time longer, I'm relegated to desk duty and assessing cadets, which has reduced my work hours significantly." He dropped his paw, sighing. "Getting more...

"Cade is fine while I'm here," Caden offered. "Would rather that than throwing my father's name around." Sensing her adoptive father's discomfort, Asta stepped in. "I'm Asta, his daughter. He marrying my Dad in Varangia and now we being stuck together for good, ja." She gave Caden a light punch...

Caden instinctively held Daniil's arm in a protective manner. He was as keen to leave as the todd, and nearly responded in the affirmative to Daniil's request when Orina pre-empted him. "Would you care to join us?" the squirrel asked. "We were heading to a lunch social meeting with several of...

At Tanya's declaration, and Asta's clear interest in the story, Caden ran a paw down his face. "Oi, I shouldn't have opened my mouth about that one." He turned his attention to the drink preparation, and when his drink was ready he took it in earnest. Raising his glass to the toast, he chuckled...

Caden dropped his head in a small bow of gratitude. "Well, I appreciate your confidence in me, and thank you for your generosity in being willing to teach me." He seemed to be struggling with a consideration as he looked between the pair on the couch. "You say you've been playing for sixteen...

Caden leaned an elbow on the bar and grabbed the peach liquor. He pulled out the cork and sniffed at the contents. Blinking, his whiskers twitched in approval. "Well, that does smell lovely. And really, if all you can find is the orange liqueur, I don't mind a strong drink. What's more alcohol...

Caden stood and pulled Tanya into another hug, less forceful than the previous embrace. "Thank you for stopping by, Tanya. It really means quite a lot that you were willing to talk to me about all this." He ran a paw through his headfur and let out a deep sigh. "I wasn't sure what to expect when...

Caden waved Morgan and Vihma over to the bar. "Please, join me. There's a reason I got as far from the Imperium as I could back in those days." He looked over the drink offerings arrayed behind the bar, scratching at the edges of his healing burn. "Hmm I have an idea to make this night extra...

"Thank you," Caden said, his voice catching. He swallowed. Leaning over to nuzzle his head against Daniil's shoulder so that he could be in contact with the fox as well as Asta, the jack felt a sense of peace despite the pain lancing through his back. At least there, in that moment, he and his...

Caden felt the warmth of camaraderie and love of friends and family building in his chest as the beasts most important to him came to greet him. He returned the hugs with great enthusiasm, and grinned at Tanya. "He had me completely fooled. I didn't suspect a thing." Though he missed the...

"Bed sounds good." Caden took Daniil's paw. Before he rose, however, he stopped and motioned to Asta. "Before I get distracted, though, I wanted to hear more about your interest in the Unsmudgables." The jill looked guilty, glancing at Daniil. "You didn't tell him, did you?" Before Daniil...

Caden turned his head as Daniil kissed him on the cheek and caught the todd in a kiss on the lips. He stayed there for several breaths, one arm around his partner's shoulders as he deepened the kiss and sank into the sensation of the fox with a purr. When he finally broke off the kiss, the jack...

Caden let himself be soothed, the fear ebbing with Daniil's gentle touch. He felt the shame and guilt rising at his cowardice, but he pushed it away as he sank into the far better sensation of his affection for his lover, and Daniil's affection for him. "Thanks, Daniil," he said quietly...

"You do as you need to do and feel best." Caden nodded. "We understand. It's a lot all at once, and a great deal to process. Just remember we're here if anything comes up for you." He leaned an elbow on the bar, sipping his wine. "Kaden said you were a painter, though? Is that your profession?"

The tears streamed more readily from Caden's eyes the longer Daniil spoke. His internal struggle had turned into an outright war, and it felt as though it was tearing him in half. When Daniil took his paw, Caden let out a whimper and shifted to curl up against the todd, shaking with heavier...