Vulpinsula & Surroundings Call of the Hunt

[Minerva]

Minerva was glad to hear understanding, but her current state of being very tipsy wasn't helping much, she once more buried her whole snout into Miothiyle's fur with her paw slowly brushing through other vixen's tail. "I think I am bound with army for long. I don't know exactly how this contract works, I could not read back then... hicc. But! talking about you!" Minerva announced and gave Marble a peck onto her chest before moving back and getting her glass again for a big sip of the booze.

As soon as her throat was no longer perched, she put down the glass with a long sigh and tried to focus on Miothiyle. Failing a bit as the world became quite woozy for the arctic vixen. "So... I know frommm partols that sssome of those who guarrrd the city are with them! And they are ussuallllly verrrry nice. They fight wellll when needed, buuuut they mosstly jusst carre for the weak oness. I doooon't alwaysss agrreee with their ssssoft approach, buuuut they definitely arrrre very kind felllowship, giving medical aid, teaching ssself-defense and alll that. Alllssso doing arrrt thingsss. I am sssure yooou would fiiit with them and enjooooy them a lot!"

Minerva then took another big gulp of the booze and promptly giggled before once more falling into embrace of another vixen, mumbling a bit while snuggling into her.

 

[Marble]

Miothiyle couldn't help but give out a happy growl as she held Minerva close. At the same time she was a little concerned at how quickly they were drinking and how hard it was affecting them
"Ummm glass of water for this one please?" waving at one of the servers passing by and getting a nod. She kept them close and made sure that they wouldn't hurt themselves in this drunken state.
"Well just keep yourself safe okay? Perhaps next time they'll send you to a more suitable climate. Either way I will worry about you if they send you away. As for the uhh other group I think I will go talk to them, see what they are about before signing up for anything. Now you are going to slow down a little on that drink and have some water, whilst I order us some food. Do you have any preference on what you want to eat?" Gently stroking her headfur and thanking the server for the water when it arrives, holding it for Minerva

 

[Minerva]

Minerva was despite everything quite alright. She just held onto her partner and slowly mulled over their words. There was a good amount of snuggling into Miothiyle that happened before the fill and proper registration of what was going on caught up with the reality. Even then, Minerva didn't care now for things like social opinion. She was just herself.

But upon being given a glass of water she parted for a moment and whispered "I love you." Placing a peck on other vixen's paw and taking the glass to down it quickly. Placing it down, she seemed at least slightly better, if still very wobbly and tipsy. That however didn't stop her from speaking.

"Yes Talli, I am sure they will be a good choice for you, definitely better thaan this whole army thing they have hereeeeeee... your worry will make me just withstand more to come back here though." She promised while playing around with the glass. Even in her drunken state, the speed with which she was juggling it around was impressive.

"Mmm... I also woooooould love to eat one of those big green-with-red-insides fruits... I liked it so much when I've tried it in the south and it was the best thing I remember from there..." She said before fixing her gaze on Marble. "You are from the south! Tell me all about what fruits you have pleaaaaaase."

 

[Marble]

This was wonderful, this comfort and warmth, having her close and being safe in the moment. She would shuffle her seat around the circular table so it was easier for her to hold Minerva, feeling the show of affection might be a but much for some, for Marble she also didn't care at this point. Running her hand through the others fur.

With the kiss of her paw she made a soft 'squeak,' heart skipping a beat as she wagged her tail more to the show of affection. She could only muster a slight nod at the encouragement to stay away from the army and get involved with this unsmugible group. Continuing to sip her drink as she watched Minerva juggle a glass around and hoping she didn't drop it and accidently cause a scene.

As she described the fruit it took her a moment and then she made a noise of recognition.
"Tomato? Yes I know of them but not sure if they would have them. I will ask and see" She would get up and head to the bar to ask, taking the time to think about the numerous fruits she could tell her lover about and get them more excited

 

[Minerva]

Minerva just sat there, holding her head in her paws as she mulled over the word offered. To-ma-to... it didn't sound like what she had in mind. It was something more watery... but her mind was a mush right now as she awaited for her mate to come back with the fruit. In the process stopping to juggle the glass and just grunt and growl for a moment.

The arctic vixen did instead have an idea... and little imagination to stop her at the time. She stood up and went to grab a container with salt, spilling it over the table she was sitting at. Then, awaiting for Miothiyle to return, Minerva slowly drew from memory the map of her homeland as she remembered it from Imperial maps she had to study at her training.

And once Marble came back, Minerva beamed with pride as she was pointing at the (not so great) representation of Northlands in salt with slow wag of her tail. "Look talli! This is wheeeere I come from!" She moved her claw into the giant area at the northern end of it, one that Imperial cartographers typically just left blank and white, due to the impossible to traverse (for them) glaciers.

"Thaaaaat isssssss the home of the Winterrrrr, my faaatherrrrr. I wassss born there too! Though we didn't haaaaaave maps so I cannot point you out exactly where was that. But abooooout here," Her claw struck the middle of the space. "is the lone shrine where he lives... I ssssaw him you know? My father, the winter itself..."

 

[Marble]

Coming back she would go to speak but not be able to get out her thoughts as she looks at the map hastily drawn in salt, somewhat impressed by her skill even if it would be rather crude given the medium. She would sit and pass the other vixen a small red apple, pulling out a small book and sketching out as best as she could the rough shape of her partners land, even if it was rather poor it would be useful for later.

There was a slight cause for pause as she took the moment to actually process what Minerva had said earlier and was now bringing up again. Was Miothiyle really so fortunate to have wooed a demigod, sure one from a foreign pantheon but still a powerful woman with what she was presuming to be the local king being the one who influenced the land the most and possibly further.
"You are fortunate, to have seen a god in person, not many can claim such a thing. Well that said not many can claim to be born of one." She would flick to the front of her book, well worn and used, almost entirely full at this point. There on the inside of the front cover she would fold out a map of the emerald isles. As the vixen had described it was a cluster of isles encircled by larger landmass, marble would point to a small island.
"Here this is where I was born, along the river Thermodon with a small city of the same name." Another pause "I do not recall if I told you all of my story, at least before I found family in my Goddess"

A glance over to the barkeep who was watching the pair, offering an apologetic look at the waste of the salt
"I should clean this up. You can flick through my book if you want I have some sketches in there. not very well but uhhh I try" pouring them another glass of water and then going up to get a dustpan and brush to clean the table
"And I'm getting you some good soup okay my love?"

 

[Minerva]

Minerva gladly took the apple and munched into it with delight. The Arctic wastes she came from were scarce in fruit and as such she was yet to be used to how sweet they were, her body reacting with joy to taking in so much sugar. With a content hum, she listened to Miothiyle talking about her own homeland. Looking at the map with many isles, she tried her best to imagine the land there, based on what her mate said and the map the images that came to her mind were beautiful and made her gaze with a certain sparkle in her eyes.

"Mmm, I wish that I saaaw theem. Muuust be preetty with all the sssssea arrrround..." Minerva mumbled dreamily, before trying to speak out the given name properly. "Thi... There... Thermodon!" She giggled before Marble spoke again, mentioning the story of her past as well as letting Minverva to go through the book. At the assurance of getting some food and being called my love, Minerva melted on the table, lazily going through the pages, looking at the pictures as her reading capabilities were not good to begin with, now further dampened with the fact she was drunk.

"Mmm ssssoup... Of cooourse! Juuust taaaake ssssome fooor yourssself tooo!" Minerva said before Miothiyle left, then started going through the book to kill the time. For all her typical brawl and firm approach, she was delicate with this book. Her touches to it were almost as if it was a sacred object of sorts. She did however want to leave her mark in it. Pulling out her claws, she pinched on her other paw to get a droplet of blood. Then she just put it on the corner of the page where Marble scribbled the map of the Home of Winter. And once the other vixen came back, Minerva beamed and showed what she did with a grand smile.

 

[Marble]

"You really are a lightweight drinker my darling" Cleaning up the mess on the table and then gently taking her lovers hand and cleaning the bloodied paw and then leaning down to give them a quick kiss on the cheek before sitting back on the other side of the table.
"Okay so you are only two drinks in and already slurring and swaying and this isn't even the strong stuff, malaka. So what I am going to do is I am going to make sure you eat your food and finish off that water. Then I am going to walk you home and make sure you get to bed safely okay my darling." The vixen leaning forward and taking Minerva's hand actually looking a little worried at her current state.

The soup would arrive with another glass of water for the Arctic vixen. It was a simple broth with some vegetables and meet with a slice of bread. Marble would begin to eat and encourage Minerva to do the same, hoping that if she got some food in she would sober up a little and be easier to easier getting home.

 

[Minerva]

Minerva took to eating the soup and bread in a way that was, despite her drunken state, very survival-oriented. She wasted no time, eating up with gusto and taking only a few short minutes to be done with it all. It didn't exactly make her less wobbly, but it did for sure made her sleepy. After finishing so quickly, the arctic vixen still had a moment before her counterpart was done. As such, she leaned into her paws, holding them on the table, looking at Miothiyle with adoration.

"Mmmmmmmmy talli... I appreciate beeeeing cared for... Thisss isss what we shooould doo forrr one anotherrrr after all..."

Considering however for a moment the things the red vixen actually said made Minerva realise one thing. She grunted and pulled herself up a bit.

"Buuuut... I live at barracks. They don't leeeet in non-army beasts... can... caaan I... just sssssstay with yooooouuu? I'm sleeeepy and I would liiiiiike to reeesst wiiith yoooou." She finished with a giggle, though her look was definitely one of pure want for the things she spoke about. She needed rest and wished to enjoy it with Miothiyle.

 

[Marble]

The vixen blushed and paused for a long moment as her mind ran off into what could happen and what Minerva meant and whether she was in a state to realise what she was asking. How could they be so drunk after only just two drinks, it seemed that she was not exaggerating with how much of a lightweight she was.

Giving a slight sigh and putting her spoon down and took a breath
"I suppose that yes you going back this drunk would be bad for you. Okay I can take you back to my lodgings and you can have the bed. I'll set out on the floor so you get a good sleep" Finishing off her food and collecting the bowls and leaving a tip on the table. She was aware that the other vixen had offered to sleep with her but Marble chose to let that go unanswered for a number of reasons. Mainly being that she had only just gotten to know her so well and that whilst it was genuine and innocent she wasn't entirely comfortable with sharing a bed. Miothiyle would keep her safe at least and ensure that she was comfortable as she recovered from the dink

 

[Minerva]

Minerva mumbled something grumpily at the response and stood up. Surprisingly, despite her being rather wobbly and with her mind being clearly shrouded with alcohol, her movements were almost unaffected. She was still like a tight spring, always ready to go at full speed and full of energy. The only giveaway was that she wasn't moving with as much of purpose as usually, wandering around a bit and seemingly being slightly lost as her mind wasn't able to catch up to her movements.

Leaving the place, following Marble and holding her by paw, the cold air of the outside sobered her up a bit and allowed her to speak again, more or less coherently this time.

"Ughh... I definitely shoouldn't have drank thiiis much. I'm sssorry you have to deaal with me now."

With lowered ears and snout, the arctic vixen definitely seemed sorry. She was in fact feeling like a burden, especially as she wasn't yet too capable of figuring out why Miothiyle seemed uneasy. More so because well, Minerva didn't what was the problem with what she said. In the arctic, sharing the bedding was normal activity done to preserve the heat and for safety reasons. Even the hermit like Minerva did participate in it, both when she lived with her mother and once she spent some time with tribes. The fact that the barracks here did give her individual cot was yet to hit her head and make her realise her mishap.

Instead, in this unrestrained state, she decided to ask bluntly. "Arrre you afrraid of me aalu qajaasua? Is it myyy capaaacity to kill that makess you ssscared of mee? Diid I harrrm yoou by asssking to join you?"