I constantly remind myself I was born human, that these growls and insatiable desires are nothing more than something to be contained. They aren't there, I tell myself.
A human does not make sounds like that.
A human does not track scents like this.
A human does not give in to beastly thoughts of marking their mate.
You haven't marked Adagio yet actually.
She trusts your enough to share her journal with you.
You will be bearing young with her too.
Why the hell haven't you marked her yet?
Don't even start.
Today I learned how free I could feel interacting with another panther hybrid. I've always felt these thoughts and known what certain signals and scents translated to regarding the animal my DNA was merged with. I'm fluent in the dialect of that species and can easily converse with like-bred hybrids, even the actual big cat.
It started yesterday. I agreed to meet Adagio for a meal at Madre's. Both of us had been working long hours and it had been agonizing not being able to hug or kiss her while at work. Adagio's been rehired as a lab assistant in Ashagi a.k.a. my wife's now my subordinate. We had not even gotten a chance to order when my phone went off.
Yvonne, a new female fox hybrid, had suddenly collapsed. It was a difficult thing for me to tell Adagio I had to go to the den, but I knew the other medics were either injured, away, or still in training. If it was something serious, Yvonne needed professional aid. Just as I kissed Adagio good bye, Rico sends a disrespectful message over the Pack feeds, annoyed that no one "cared" that Yvonne needed help.
I snapped and stormed for the Den. After giving him a good cursing out, Mitka and I tended to Yvonne. A flu bug, easily treated with herbs and rest. That's all. That should have settled it. Another family member saved. Leaving Adagio abruptly was not for nothing, and better yet, I was able to get home a few hours later to save dinner from my wife's...capable hands.
Problem solved...right?
It was not over though, for you see Yvonne had a dense panther hybrid for a lover. One who had been going through tough times for reasons that he only kept to himself.
Sound familiar?
This brilliant male called Rico decided to not only sleep in close contact with his ill lover, oh no, he was affectionate. Gladly contracting the virus and defeating the point of Mitka's and my treatment of Yvonne. This is how the damn rabies spread got out of hand. Luckily, I had a means to stop it by giving Rico a vaccine.
After an unnecessary fight, the vaccine was administered via tranquilizer gun. Rico, having a serious issue with needles after his UAC torture session, then proclaimed that he hated me, wished he'd never met me, and regretted knowing I existed.
Mother f----ker....
Time passes, and I learn of what hell Rico went through as well as reveal what sacrifice was made just to save his girlfriend and himself. Rico's response was to blow me off, and not give a rat's ass about the conversation.
That is when I lost it entirely.
I had not left my wife to deal with this crap.
I had not taken a job at the hospital or at Ashagi to have all that work be wasted on immature men with an axe to grind to all that extend a helping hand.
I would make him take it back...
And...Fight!
Panther arguments are not civil; they are wild and violent. A messy myriad of hisses, growls, and roars. Claws fly. Blood is drawn as those involved seem to tear each other apart while voicing their sides. Rico and I did just this, sparked by my insulting snarls of deeming him a weak male. All this within the den itself with Tanner, Zhin, and later Arwen onlooking.
No words of reason could reach us. The cries of my new daughter, the pleas of Tanner, a frantic call over the communication feed - nothing was stopping me from mauling Rico's stomach nor his throwing me in sharp rocks and water. Just as the argument was winding down, Syle entered and set off a loud bang from his gun. It caused my ears to ring, but more so, it snapped us both out of our growling fits enough to acknowledge the others in the den. The truth was made known, and Rico and I came to terms. It took several claws marks, bruises, and a bleeding forehead, but we were at an undestanding.
Too bad it baffled those around us.
Arwen fainted and Syle scolded us
If Ayr had been there he would have been disappointed in me. As Syle asked us not to argue like that in front of the young again, I could just hear Fluffy and Tobias yelling in my head. Things like "What the feck were ya thinking?!" or " Shoulda mauled him..."
Even if things were made clear, I knew better.
To think all this before I leave tonight for Alaska. I have no idea how I'm going to explain the bruises to Adagio...and yet I regret nothing.
which sim is this?
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