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The New Girl in Town- Moon/Tinything

Her compliments started making Miriam feel warmer then before. Not in a lustful manner, but the warm fuzzy feeling of contentment. Feeling well in her place and situation. She really liked being with Liliya, there was no denying that. Liliya was a beautiful woman, who understood Miriam's problems and thoughts. She felt an equal, yet still authority vibe around Liliya. The kind of vibe a teacher should have, in order to teach it's students properly. But Liliya was doing so much more then just teaching for Miriam. Lust wasn't completely out of the question, after all. She did feel a certain tingling around her. Something she'd only felt a few times before, but that'd never sparked into anything more then an exciting session, playing with herself. Liliya was both beautiful, clever, talented and funny. All traits that had always sparked Miriam interests in more ways then just friendships.
But she had to stop thinking that way, realizing Liliya was far too mature and experienced, to ever have interest in someone like her. After realizing that, Miriam really had to fight her own urge to play with herself, whilst in the bath. She'd managed to hold back that thought, and finish off her bath in a jiffy.

Miriam gave a thankful smile at Liliya's agreement, turning her back to the woman, as she gently nibbled her lower lip. Her cheeks still wore a bright flush of red across the skin, her body shivering lightly, as she felt Liliya this close to her. There really was nothing innocent about Miriam. She had urges, thoughts and lust as well as the next woman. She was just mostly good at containing and hiding them. Why was she acting up this way? She'd never felt it this hard, to contain thoughts of lust and pleasure.
"There.. Perfect." She called when it was a tight, but good fit, giving her curves even more to show off, as she turned around to face Liliya. Miriam snickered lightly, as she gazed down herself, with a slightly tilted head. "Well. She probably will. But, she always gets over it. And considering how much I'm loving this outfit, she'll have to. I will want to get a few more things like this, in the future." She giggled lightly, looking back to Liliya as she spoke. As Liliya hinted towards Miriam keeping the outfit, her eyes sparkled a thankful smile, even before her lips widely did the same. "Really!? Thank you so much, Lily!" She happily chirped, without warning wrapping her arms around Liliya, her cheek rested upon Liliya's shoulder.

The second their skin met, Miriam's eyes spread wide open, her body giving a surprised tick, as she felt a sting run through her body. She gasped lightly, taking a step back. She looked up to Liliya, flustered, embarrassed and a bit surprised at first, before snapping out of it and giggling a bit. "Eh.. Uhm.. A.. Bit of static. I guess.. Heh." Feeling a bit strange for a few seconds, her eyes shimmered a bit, but she managed to maintain herself and hide the fact that she almost seemed ill. But for all the good work she did, Liliya would still know now, what was binding her. The repressing seal around her, and how powerful it was. And depending on her knowledge of Dragon Magic, she'd either know or not, that the seal had just been cracked, and was now inches from breaking completely. And she'd triggered it. This was very well hidden knowledge around the Dragons, that the one touching the seal, thereby cracking it, would be linked with the creature that had been sealed. In it's, soon to be, transformation, Miriam would die, if she wasn't close to the one who broke the seal. If she wasn't close to Liliya.
Miriam didn't feel any other effects from the spell, then that, and Liliya would probably know, that it wouldn't take effect instantly, and it'd be about a day or so. But during that day, she'd start getting visions, feel headaches and generally be miserable. But not yet.

After Liliya finished her bath, Miriam smiled down to Tim Tim as she explained. Then when suggestions where made, Miriam narrowed her eyes thoughtfully for a few seconds, before speaking. "Let's just sit down, for a moment. I'm.. Feeling a bit woozy, I must admit. Hehe." She giggled lightly, suggesting the couch, where she almost dropped down in a corner when she had the chance, pulling her legs up by her side, flattening out the skirt of her dress. Then, when Liliya questioned about Miriam's mother, Miriam smiled a bit, her eyes tilting downwards, as she rested her head against the back of the couch.
"Hmmh.. I don't quite remember. I was.. Very young. Only around.. 10.. Maybe it was later? I don't really remember. All I remember, was the day before she left. She'd kissed me goodbye, as she always did when she made her business trips during every other weekend. But she'd also given me this necklace." She explained, lifting the small necklace a bit to show it off. "Of course, it wasn't broken back then. Heh." She explained, smiling up to Liliya. She didn't seem to mind talking about the subject, although it was clear it was a soar topic.
 
Liliya smiled as she listened to the shower running, humming to herself. she couldn't beleive what a find she had made! Moon was beautiful, talented, smart, and clearly rebelling. thankfully, she was just rebelling because she was a teenager, and not because she needed help or attention. there was still something. something strange, something.... more, to Moon. Liliya never got anything more than human scent from the girl, but there was still something more, but what? she didn't know. she only knew about her own kind, maybe Liliya was a changeling? she shook off her thoughts and helped Moon into her new corset with a sly grin. "i'm glad that you like it!" she admitted happily, giggling as she carefully tied the strings closed and examined the look. "now remember, this is a fashion statement, not a way to make you're boobs bigger and you're belly smaller. making the corset too tight could do damage to you." she warned, grinning as she studied the effect. "still, i have to admit, this is a very good look for you." she admitted with a grin. "a very good look for you." she praised before gasping as she felt the flash of 'static'. and suddenly everything made sense. Moon smelled human, because she WAS human.... she wouldn't be for much longer though. no, not at all. Liliya would have to find an excuse to have the girl spend the night. she also needed to speak to the girls father. did he even know!? she doubted it.

"you do look very pale... you're parents left this morning didn't they? maybe you should stay the night, i wouldn't feel right to have you home alone when you're looking so sickly." Liliya admitted, indeed looking very worried. depending on the creature that Moon turned out to be, the transformation could easily kill her. she settled next to Moon on the couch and blinked as she listened to the girl talk about her mother, her head tilted. "you must miss her a lot... may i see the necklace? maybe i could fix it?" she offered softly. the necklace could easily be a clue as to who the mysterious Miriam was. "here. you'd best lay down sweetling. you don't look good at all." she warned. "come on..." she ordered, standing up and before Moon could protest, Liliya had lifted her up, and was carrying her to the stairs, and up into the spare bedroom. she gently laid Moon down onto the soft, cloud like bed and then covered her with silk sheets that where cool against Moon's fever heated skin. "you just lay there and rest and i'll make you some soup. lets see... Chicken Noodle is best for people who aren't feeling well, right?" she asked, blinking at her. "i doubt you would like Russian soup. we tend to put organs in it." she admitted, sounding amused. "wouldn't want you to get sick because you're eating brains or heart, right?"
 
Her world hadn't started spinning yet, but she sure was feeling the effects of the soon-to-be changes. Slightly dizzy. Hot skin. Booming headache and a stir in her stomach. She didn't want to complaint and whine in front of Liliya, so she kept her pain to herself, biting them in with ease. She'd done so before. In fact, she'd never complained about an illness or otherwise pain. She had shed a tear, when she'd fallen from the roof. But that pain had been temporary, just as her father had predicted and promised. She listened gleefully to Liliya's warning, nodding her head a few times at what was said. As she was complimented, her cheeks flushed softly again, and she gently nibbled at her lower lip. "Th.. Thanks. Lily. I really like it too. I'm glad it looks good on me, as it does on you." She smiled softly, giving Liliya back a compliment for herself, before she'd hugged her. And when she heard Liliya feeling it as well, Miriam giggled a bit, after her moment of silence. "Sorry.. About that. Didn't think these clothes would cause such static. Heh." She smiled carefully, before they head for the couch.

She was seated rather restlessly, shifting and turning a bit where she sat, feeling the illness worsen, while she listened to Liliya intently.
"I.. Well. Dad is still home. He was.. Going to bring me to the others tomorrow. I.. I'd love to stay over.. Though? I could text dad, and ask if that'd be alright?" She suggested, getting out her phone, as she explained what'd happened with her mother. Her eyes couldn't focus on the screen, what so ever. They where blurry and faded, and she soon gave up, gulping as she dropped her hands in her lap. When Liliya asked for her necklace, Miriam gazed down again, before lifting the necklace out from between her breasts, tilting her head as she observed it for a while, before lifting it off her head, and offering it to Liliya. The heart and wings, where the emblems of her mothers Kingdom. The strongest, and most promising Kingdom her kind had ever seen. That'd been thrown down, by powers Miriam knew nothing about as well. "The.. Other half of the heart, is in my drawer, though. I don't.. Bring it around. Heh." She giggled a bit, her world now starting to turn, her head getting rather dizzy, as she tried to look straight. She looked up to Liliya as she rose to her feet, tilting her head a bit in wonder, at what she was doing. She gasped a bit as she was picked up, but did nothing to prevent it, instead she wrapped her arms around Liliya's neck, comfortably craddling her head against the woman's chest, saying nothing. She was 'pathetic', in her own words, creeping and winching against Liliya this way. She'd never liked showing 'weakness' this way, and certainly didn't enjoy it too heavily right now. But there was something about Liliya's arms, that made her feel warm. Comfortable and pleased. As if she was finally somewhere, she'd wanted to be for a long time. In the warm embrace, of a mother. Or, of a loved one. Miriam, without knowing it, stroked her cheek against Liliya's shoulder, her nose gently stroking along the skin of the woman's neck, as she softly whimpered. Her skin was warm against Liliya's, her breath turning heavier and also heating against the others skin.

Then as Liliya was put down, she whimpered softly, clearly having enjoyed it in Liliya's arms, not even having wondered how come the woman was even capable of lifting her with such ease. She was a lithe little Lady, but so was Liliya. Instead, Miriam just curled into the blankets available, nipping at her lower lip again. "Wh.. Where.. Did this come from? I.. I don't.. Understand.." She whimpered lightly, gazing up to Liliya with slightly hazy eyes, giggling softly with the woman's suggestion, shaking her head a few times. "Chicken, would.. Probably, be the better choice.. Heh." She giggled along, before closing her eyes with a whimper, curling herself small bellow the blanket.

A few moments after Liliya would've left the guest room, before she'd be able to finish the soup, she heard a furious knocking at the door. Three hard knocks. The knocks where clearly frustrated and done with anger. The knocks would continue to come in rows, with only half a minute between each, until Liliya would open the door, or otherwise react to the knocking. On the other side of the door, she would both be met with the scent, and visible aura of a Dragon. The aura was strong, signalizing an old and powerful creature, as most Dragons, in reality, was. The scent and aura, was something she should've picked up, even through the confines of a simple human house. Making it clear there was something special about the families house as well.
The man she met, though, wasn't as aesthetically pleasing as the aura might have been. In fact, unless she found that accelerating, it would've been a frightening sight. The man was furious. His eyes burning with heated anger, his lips curling a sneer, as the door was opened. He wore a simple shirt and jeans to match it, with nothing between his bare feet and the ground.
"Who! Are you? And do you know, what you've done!? This... Was not supposed to happen yet.. This.. This was not part of the plan!" The man sneered, trying to push his way past Liliya, and enter her house. Considering the massive strength of the man, it would've been hard to stop him. And even if she'd tried, he'd put more effort into it, and they'd probably reach levels where they'd destroy something if one of them suddenly gave in, so he'd stop, just to protect the one he cared for. The man had a rather gruffy look. A slight stubble on his chin and cheeks, and rough, hard skin to match it. She'd see a tattoo on the right side of the mans neck, but she'd also be able to see through the rather weak glamour spell put on his skin, and she would instead she a terrible scar, signifying a scar, from a wound, that would've normally been fatal.
"Where is she? Have you told her? Do you even know!?" Questions where flung through the air, as his eyes observed what he could see of the house, either from the outside where she'd kept him, or from the few steps he'd taken inside.
 
Liliya nodded as Moon offered to text her dad, looking a bit worried when the girl slumped. "i'll call him." she promised the girl softly before freezing as she saw the necklace... no, it couldn't be. only those of the Royal Dragon bloodline wore a necklace like this. wearing one without being royalty was punishable by death, often enforced by the necklace itself so that meant... shit. "i'll do my best to see it repaired for you." Liliya promised, struggling to keep the shock out of her voice. the Motherland Necklace couldn't be broken! and Liliya's own mother had helped in the creation of one. Liliya knew how to fix the necklace... she hoped. she carried the girl up to bed and made sure she was comfortable, "i think i know what it is Moon." Liliya admitted softly. "i'll explain when you're feeling better, alright? i'll sleep in here with you tonight, so you won't go without anything you want or need. i have a very comfortable little cot." she promised, gently kissing Moon's forehead before going downstairs and making the soup. she was more waiting than anything else. someone would be along soon, one of the girls guards. they would have noticed her awakening powers. she looked up at the furious knocking, and smiled as she shook her head. time to protect Moon. Dragons could be so emotional it bordered on the irrational sometimes. she would have to keep the guard from doing something stupid.

she snapped the door open and snapped out with her own strength, blocking him from entering. Dragon's where not the only creatures who where powerful. she was a Phoenix Fey. they where not Royal the way the Dragons where, but they where just as dangerous, perhapse even more so. the only reason why the Dragons where still on the throne, was because the Phoenix Fey had no interest in ruling, and because they where so damn loyal they'd kill themselves before betraying the throne and the Dragons that they often bonded to and protected. "be silent!" Liliya hissed, power in her voice like a song. and that was what made a Phoenix so dangerous. they could command the weak with their voice alone. Liliya could walk out into the secret and Speak an order, and all the humans would do it. Dragons, however, where usually immune to the power, she was only using it to get the Gaurds attention. "i am Liliya Asimov, Daughter of the Head ofthe Phoenix Fey. my mother is the one that created the last Royal Necklace." that would get her some recognition, and might calm the gaurd down. "i have not yet told her, it wasn't my place, she would take it better from someone who actually understands how the PRINCESS of the DRAGON THRONE ended up in the HUMAN REALMS!" clearly, Liliya was a mite bit annoyed by the fact that Moon knew NOTHING of who she was and what she was going to be.

"Now, if you can stay calm, i'll let you in. Moon is very sick right now. i accidently triggered her bloodlines. i'll have to sleep in the room with her tonight..." she muttered, looking worried. "i didn't realize she was anything but human until her protection started to crack... hell i was in your house! and i didn't notice anything... such protection." she muttered, impressed despite herself. "you should have told me as soon as... but no, you didn't see me. just Moon and your wife did... your wife doesn't know does she? she doesn't know what you and Moon are..." she muttered, biting her lip before shaking his head. "come inside Dragon." she offered. "but stay calm. you could accidentally kill her if you get her all worked up. you can stay the night with her... but..." here she hesitated, her ruby red eyes filling with tears... and the old man would know what that meant. Liliya had bonded to Moon. for a Phoenix, that lasted a lifetime. a Phoenix would bond to anyone really, sometimes they even bonded to humans. once bonded, the Phoenix would spend their entire lives with that person, doing their best to protect, guide, and love that person. it wasn't always a 'passionate' love. sometimes it was the love of a sister, sometimes it was like loving a daughter. sometimes it was such a deep love that the Phoenix would sacrifice anything just to see their bonded smile. unfortunately, most Phoenix Fey where heavily abused after being bonded. over twenty had died in the last year alone from abusive bonders. only twenty five had bonded to someone in the last year. most Phoenix Fey didn't take the risk, and refused to Bond to anyone. so to see Liliya Bonding so effortlessly to Moon, it was both a shock, and a sign of hope.
 
Moon didn't really react to anything Liliya did at this point. She was far too worried, about what was causing this pain. It only continued to grow in strength, with every second that swooped by.
Though, when Liliya mentioned repairing the necklace, Moon gazed up with a happy smile, and she nodded a few times in recognition, clearly happy about it.
Moon really did her best to listen to everything Liliya said, nodding a few times with every mention. And as her forehead was kissed, she did also manage a little smile, between cringing and clenching.

When the door was opened for him, and his strength was tested, only to be followed by a demanding word from the woman blocking him, his eyes shot down upon her, with a narrowed, clearly furious gaze, as the eyes got a hint of flaring orange. It was clear, that his anger was taking hold, as well as his furious need to protect the one upstairs, which Liliya was now an obstacle from. Had the man used all of his strength, the two would've probably broken down the house, before either of them would've given up. And the fact that she recognized the power of her voice, only caused him to get even more insistent. She was a Phoenix. But who was she loyal to?
But then, at the mention of her name, the man calmed down, his eyes turning more wondrous, then furious. He let her continue, but as she began ranting about her lack of knowledge, his eyes where narrowed a bit again, now in slight disbelief.
“Asimov? Little Liliya? What in blazes are you doing here, and.. And -how- can you not know of this? And what is she doing here? Well there bloody well isn't much place for the Princess of the 'Old' Kingdom', is there? If she where still there, she'd be dead.. Just like her Mother, wouldn't she?” He grumbled lowly, as he was allowed in, having calmed down immensely, barely even showing his powers through his glamor anymore.

He gazed around every corner again, as he entered the house. He listened to her continue, only breaking in with a few additions, here and there.
“Yes. Great protection.. -Your- Mother helped set up, so of course it's great protection.. Necessary, wasn't it? Little Moon has been headhunted like a Death Dragon, since the day she was born!” He snared lightly, just as annoyed by Liliya's lack of knowledge, as she where of her own and Moon's, lack of knowledge. He realized how foolish that was, and it was clear he regretted his rather snapping words, apologizing with a slight nod and a wave, for her to continue.
As he was allowed to stay the night over, he was about to bulge out, that even if he wasn't allowed, he damn well would. But noticing her tears, his eyes narrowed a bit, as his head tilt. It didn't take long for his mind to progress the situation, and his eyes calmed with a soft sigh.
“You've bonded.. Haven't you?” He asked, gazing up and down Liliya a bit, now with a more thoughtful expression. “Good. I am.. Sorry. Yet.. Glad. I know, that might not've been what you've wanted, nor something you feel ready for. But.. Moon needs as much help, care and protection as she can get, now. Others will come. Others will have soon. And while the Gladeshine is the strongest bloodline the Dragon Kingdoms has ever had, they are not fighters..” He explained, with a somewhat thankful expression. He took a moments thought, before he started rumaging through his pockets.
“You have something of Moon's, don't you? Her necklace? Could you hold it out, for me?” He asked, taking out something from his pocket, that he held in his fist. Should Liliya take out the necklace, the man would open his hand, and out of it the missing piece of the necklace stormed, placing itself back in it's place, a slight tingling coming from the jewel.
“That.. Is one of your Mother's, greatest creations. It is no longer just a jewel, to show prestige. That, is a locket. Designed to keep pictures, and fragments of knowledge, Moon will need to understand. It'll become part of her, as soon as it is put around her neck again.” He started explaining, making sure Liliya listened. “But she must only put it on, once she's ready. And she'll be 'ready', when she understands, and accepts, what she is. And as the daughter of it's creator, and one of the only.. Four.. Who could make it heal itself, as you just did. You should put it on her.”He explained, before gazing towards the nearest, and shortest way to where Moon was. He took a few moments, before gazing back down to Liliya, being about a head taller then her.
“My place, is not here, tonight. It's in our Kingdom. I will.. Finally. Return home. Please. Give Moon what she needs tonight, and care for her. She will be in pain, and scared. It's going to get far worse then what it is right now. Do not feed her, for her bowels will alter as well. And do not dress her too heavily, for she might burn the clothing, or covers. I will return, as soon as I can. But I need to start something. Something, that's been long overdue.. It's time for a Rebelion.” He explained, letting Liliya ask any questions she might have, or complaint in any way she might. But if she would allow him, he would simply leave.
 
Liliya blinked at him a little, her head cocked to the side as she realized this man knew who she was. "my mother set up the protections!?" she asked, startled before pausing. "that's why i was drawn to this place... it was a fail safe my mother put in. another line of defense... she knew the protections where starting to crack, and that's why i had the urge to move here. clever mother, very clever." she muttered with a smile before she looked at the other. "she's been hunted?! i'm sorry but i don't know much about the Mother Kingdom... only what my mother told me. there was an accident... though i'm thinking it wasn't much of an accident. i don't remember very much about my childhood. amnesia the doctors called it." she admitted. "i think my mother erased my memories. i don't remember anything after i turned ten or so." that would have been just after Liliya's mother had set up the final defenses. Moon would just have been born. "anyway... i don't know what's going on in the Mother Kingdom, i haven't been there since i lost my memories. Mother said it wasn't safe, and when she died when i was seventeen, i didn't know how to get there." so Sovia Asimov had her own protections in place to protect her own daughter. a little over the top perhaps but Sovia had always been an overly paranoid woman.

"...Her mother is dead isn't she?" Liliya asked, her eyes worried. "she was murdered..." she smiled sheepishly at his comment to the bonding and she swallowed thickly. "i didn't mean to... she needed me!" Liliya tried to defend herself. "she was so lost, and alone, and scared.... she needs me!" most Phoenix where very defensive of their bonding at first, worried that someone might be angry with them. Liliya was actually fairly young to have bonded. most didn't bond until their late fifties or even later. being that Liliya was barely twenty seven, it was even more shocking that she'd bonded so readily to Moon. she did relax when the weird guy standing in her house admitted that her bonding to Moon was a good thing. "i am a fighter." Liliya admitted, her eyes flashing with delight. "i have been very well trained in Kai-Kon-Ro." Fire Empty Fist, the hand to hand combat technique that the Phoenix Fey favored. it was a style that was very feared amidst the other immortal beings, though very few Phoenix where actually proficient at it. training had to be started almost from birth, and most parents weren't all that willing to make their kids train when they where changing dirty diapers.

"... you can't touch it." Liliya ordered as she held her hand out and let the other see the necklace, and she felt her Phoenix Fire wrap around the necklace and burn hot enough to melt most metals. but this wasn't any normal metal. all that happened was the metal reformed and Liliya stared at it, her head tilted as she studied the necklace. the last one her mother had ever made. she could remember the licks of fire so hot it was white, and the glowing golden glow of Metal so rare only the Royals could afford it. "Mother was so proud of this..." Liliya admitted. "i remember this. she worked for a week, a full week, pouring every kind of magic she could use into it. there was another woman there, a beautiful woman... it must have been Moon's mother... i remember her Belly was massive, like she'd swallowed a watermelon." Liliya's lip twitched a little, clearly amused at herself as she looked up at him. "i will explain to Moon what i can. but you'll have to go into the detail." she ordered. "i don't know enough to go into details." she admitted with a shake of her head as she tucked the necklace carefully into her pocket and grabbed the soup, pouring some into a bowl before going back up the stairs to care for poor Moon.
 
The man grunted lightly with a small grin, as she realized the situation, and he nod his head a few times. "No doubt about that. Your mother, is among the wisest creatures I've known. Only outdone in wit by Moon's mother. But what the Queen had in wit, she lacked in brawn and ability. And that's where your mother excelled. When the two where planning, I could never keep up. Like listening to a pack of highly intelligent hens..." He chuckled softly at the obvious tease, before the smile the chuckle had provoked, was slightly broken, by the fond memories. When ever he remembered, her was also reminded that Queen Star Gladeshine was dead, and that a time of peace was over.
As Liliya went on, the man listened and nodded a few times, crossing his arms as he did, narrowing his eyes. As she finished her first few sentences, he broke in with some explanation.
"The 'Mother Kingdom', as your kind tends to call the Dragon Kingdoms, is no more. It's been corrupted, dominated and destroyed by a Death Dragon, by the name of Asta'Gor. Asta'Gor murdered the former Queen, and took a strangle grip of the Kingdoms. All the imprisoned Death Dragon's has now been freed, and he's found a way to reanimate the executed ones as well, so we fear he has an alliance with the Dread King." He explained in some minor detail. Death Dragon's where among the most feared, and hated Dragon's. There had never, in history, been a fair and just Death Dragon. They'd been murderers, conquerors and destroyers. This had caused the Dragonov Kingdom, the one before the Gladeshine, to call out a hunt, for all Death Dragons. Innocent, or not. The Death Dragon's had been sentenced, either to be executed, or imprisoned for all time. But when Queen Star's husband died, and the Kingdom became Gladeshine, that hunt was cancelled. Those wrongly imprisoned where freed, and it gave the Kingdoms many years of peace. The Dread King, was a false, self appointed King of what they called: 'The Undead'. Where all bad, human souls went to rest, only to be reanimated with only one thought in mind: Serve the Dread King. The Queen had feared, that Asta'Gor had struck an alliance with this Dread King, and that they'd learnt to reanimate Dragons.
"I do not know, what Sovia's plans has been, except for any plans around Moon. She hasn't told me of her plans with you. But knowing your Mother, they are probably big. And she probably expected this bonding to happen." He said, with a few nods.

At the question about Star, he nodded a few times, with a soft frown. He gave her nothing more then that. It was clearly something he didn't enjoy remembering. Then as Liliya started going frantic about her bonding, the man held out his hands, waving them calmingly a few times, as he chuckled gently.
"Easy, eeasy.. You couldn't be more right.. And I couldn't be more happy for you two. And it offers me the opportunity, to start the rebellion that's long overdue." He explained with a calm voice. Calming her down, he continued to listen, nodding a few times as she explained her proficiency in that well known style. Having fought someone with that ability before, he knew how dangerous that fighting style was, especially in the hands of a Phoenix Fey. They thick flames, mixed with any fighting style, made for a deadly combination. He certainly didn't want to ever have to fight a Phoenix again.

He nodded a few times at her memory, smiling only halfly at the memory. "Yes, that was Queen Star. I was there as well. But I stayed outside at all times, you probably didn't see me. Hopefully not. I wasn't exactly glamoring it up, just then." He explained with a small smile. As a Black Dragon, he was among the largest, fiercest and generally most frightening of his kind. He wasn't build for beauty, like the elegant Purple Dragons. When she asked for more detail, the man's gaze turned thoughtful, as he mumbled silently to himself a few times, before shaking his head.
"All the details you'll both need, will be in that locket. Until she's ready to wear that. Give her everything -you- have.. She needs to take it all in, as slowly as possible. First, come to term with what she is. That she isn't human. That she is something much more... Valuable. Then, all the quirels of another world. I truly wish, all this didn't have to fall onto her shoulders." He said with a light sigh, before crossing his arms, with a slightly narrowed gaze at the floor. After a moments thought, he gazed back at her.
"Take all the time you need. Moon, has no place out there.. In the Kingdom. She'll be no fighter. Her mother wasn't. The two of you, shouldn't take part in the war, soon to come. Not unless it'll be absolutely necessary. The people just need to know, that she is still alive.. That she is there.. To take the thrown, she's earned. And they'll fight, for her right. Moon, needs not fight.."


Upstairs, Moon was starting to stir more feverishly, her fingers pushing away the blankets above her. Sweat had started tickling down her body, her pants filling the room with silent pants and moans. Her hands desperately tried to push away hr clothing as well, but she was too weak to even do that. This was followed by a desperate attempt to call for Liliya's help. But nothing more then silent, pathetic whimpers came from her lips, as she twitched and winched on the bed, trying to remove her garments, to be just a little more cool. She felt like she was laying in a furnace, burning at max capacity, melting every inch of her body.
 
Liliya looked incredibly pleased by the praise of her mother. "Yes, my mother tended to be more street smart than book smart. from what i've been told, Queen Star was incredibly knowledgeable about almost anything. she had one of the biggest libraries in known history, including the fabled lost library of Alexandria." she admitted happily. "mother was always clucking about something fascinating she'd learned. usually involving healing, fighting, or her craftsmanship. she actually developed a singular technique for melting the Dragon-metal that took care of the slight discoloration." she admitted, indicating the necklace that she had just fixed, there where small discolorations in the metal, where some spots where darker, or lighter. "she showed me how, so if Moon ever has children, i can make them the powerful necklaces as well." she promised the Dragon Guard, knowing that would please him. she froze at the mention of the Death Dragon's and her breath hitched and she swallowed thickly. she had been raised on horrible stories of Death dragon's and their attempts to control the Mother Kingdom. she shuddered violently at the mention of the Dread King and she closed her eyes, fighting back the rage she felt at the idea of her Moon being forced to face such vile creatures. "My mother might very well have known i would be bonded... i did have a very unusual fascination with Queen Star's belly now that i recall..." Liliya admitted softly. "every-time i saw Queen Star, i immidiatly went to her belly and started stroking it... they used to giggle, my mother and her... so.. maybe even then..?" Liliya mused softly.

"alright, i'll take care of her." Liliya promised, staring at the last locket that her mother had ever made. her and her mother had been of the Artisan clan of Phoenix Fey. there where only two clans of Fey, the Warrior clan and the Artisan clan. Liliya was the merging of those clans. her father had been a Warrior, her mother an Artisan, and Liliya had been trained in both. Liliya's Father was actually still alive, he'd bonded to a Dragon after Sovia had died. he was the leader of his Clan, and had actually been helping set up for the revolution by training as many Phoenix Fey in the styles of Kai-Kon-Ro as he could get his Talons on. "have you been in the Motherlands since Moon was... rescued?" she asked. "you should talk to my father. he's the Head of the Warrior Clan. his name is Dressel, bonded to Simon, a Red Dragon i think. they are getting ready for a fight. i hadn't understood why they where gettign ready for War until now but..." she paused, her head cocked to the side as if trying to hear something from far away and she turned and raced up the stairs again, completely ignoring the man, whose name she'd never even bothered to get. Moon was calling for her.

Tim Tim leaped down in front of the man and spoke to him. "You will find Dressel in the Old Quarter Sewers." the cat stated simply. "I will protect the Princess, and so will Lil. you need not fear her safety." the man could easily see through the 'shift-glamor' laying over the cat. Shape-shifters employed this technique to hide their true appearance, and where so powerful that you could actually feel the false images. it was like cramming a body into a different body. the man could see that Tim Tim was a cute little black kitten, but hovering over the Cat was a wavering image of a very large Black Fox with the same markings as the Cat. a Spirit Fox, a guardian. they where always hanging around people who where destined to change the world in a dramatic way. Liliya had already arrived in Moon's room and was gently peeling back the blankets and crooned softly to the young girl, the sound like a soft lullaby. she carefully removed the garments and aimed a fan onto the girl so she'd calm down, and then went and got a bucket of cool water and a soft rag and gently washed the sweat off of Moon and then laid the cool cloth over her forehead to help her cool down a little.

(This is Tim Tim's Spirit Fox Form.)
 
At the fond memories, the man could only smile, nodding slightly with her words. Star had, indeed, owned a massive Library. He himself had helped her with many of those books, being quite an old creature himself. He'd gathered much knowledge through his centuries, but had never really gotten to read any of it. It had never been his way. He was far older then Queen Star, and even then the Husband, she'd decided to marry. And always, had he been a silent Guardian, of the Dragon Kingdom. Something, one didn't see too often, because they where never truly visible. They looked, felt and acted like normal Dragons, of any kind. But they where 'blessed' with unnatural long life, even for the likes of Dragons, Fey and Phoenixes. They usually never got involved with the happenings of a Kingdom. But when something big threatened to tear it, and the worlds around it down, they stepped in.
As she spoke of the plan of the two bonding, the man looked thoughtful, finally shaking his head a few times. "That plan.. Was not part of what your Mother had shared with Queen Star. That. Must have been a plan of her own. A wise one, I might add. With you by her side, I'll be much less worried about young Moon.. Another thing, that I have to thank your Mother for, Bless her soul." He mused lightly, before preparing to exit the house, as Liliya continued.

"No, I haven't been home, for all that time. But I know what is going on over there. And it's grim. So little resistance. There is very little anyone can do, against armies of the Undead." He explained, frowning lightly. But as she mentioned Dressel, his eyes widened a bit, with a faint glimmer of surprise, and hope. "Dressel is your father? Hmh.. Of course he is. What other man, could possibly deserve a woman, such as your mother?" He suggested, smiling lightly as he nod a few times. "I know. Dressel and Simon is the first on my list. I do not like Dragon the Phoenix Fey into a battle, they should've never been forced into.. But the Dread King and Asta'Gor is a threat to us all." He explained, as she ran off to aid Moon. He smiled lightly with a single nod, before he prepared to leave.
In doing so, he was forced to a pause, by the feeling of something approaching. Something he hadn't seen for a long time. His eyes gazed back, and down towards Tim Tim, and his lips curled a light smile, and a soft chuckle of surprise.

"Of course, one of your kind, would be here as well, Guardian.." He started, nodding a single time at what Tim Tim had said. "I am glad to see you here. It brings a fellow Guardian hope." The two didn't necessarily have a connection, nor did Tim Tim have to know what this Dragon truly was. But with what he had said, Tim Tim could only guess, that he was a Guardian as well. A different one, obviously, because he wasn't really following anyone, or anything in particular. But he was Guardian of Worlds. As rare and seldom seen, as Tim Tim's kind.
The man frowned lightly, however, as he turned towards the exit. "A father.. Always worries, does he not? Take care, Guardian. There is more Guardian's then us in play, I'm sure you know. And not all of them, is on Moon, and the Dragon Kingdom's side. Do not tell Moon, or Liliya, who I am, should you know yourself. They don't need to know that, yet." He asked, before his body was engulfed in flame, and he vanished from the Human plane.


Moon moaned softly, when Liliya came to help her, winching and twitching in the bed. As the clothes where removed, a gasp of relief expelled from her lips, as her hands grasped her stomach.
"Wh.. What's.. Nngh.." She tried to speak, but was once again, more or less, unable to, wheezing another painful squirm. The room was starting to heat up as well, as Moon's body temperature started rising. But with Liliya's efforts, the temperature started dimming. Though Moon's pain didn't. She didn't whimper and groan nearly as much anymore, as Liliya's sweet lullaby tingled against her ears. She reached up a hand, gently grasping Liliya's arm, as she tried her best to breathe lightly. Her skin was starting to alter. On each side of her body, it was starting to turn scaly. The changes came far too rapidly, to be healthy. But for some reason, Moon's pain didn't seem to get worse, now with Liliya by her side. Another fail safe, perhaps? Another reason why the two where destined to be bonded together?
 
Liliya nodded. "Mother was always a paranoid sort of person. many of her plans wouldn't have ever been spoken, or written down for fear someone else might over hear." she admitted with a roll of her eyes. "i'm lucky she even taught me how to forge the dragonmetal." she admitted, looking amused. "we had to do it in a soundproof room that had no windows and a locked and soundproof door." she admitted with a small affectionate smile before frowning a little as she studied him intently, looking for any hint of falsity before deciding he really was glad that she'd bonded to his daughter. "there is more resistance than you might think." she teased with a smirk. "the Phoenix are loyal creatures, and they are certainly not loyal to the Death Dragons or the dread King. when they find out that Moon is still alive, most of them will join your cause, simply to be free to Bond as they please again." she admitted simply. with so many Death Dragons around, and the undead, a Phoenix had to be exceptionally careful of who they bonded to. particularly since the Dread King and the Death Dragon in Charge where just a step short of actively hunting down the Phoenix Fey to extinction the way the last king had done to the Death Dragons.

Tim Tim had to smirk at the ancient dragon Guardian. "i am aware of the others. though i know not what kind of Guardian you are, i have my suspicions. the girls will learn nothing from me." Tim Tim promised. "i remember you, though you do not remember me. i was that black snake that Sovia always used to carry around. she used her powers to mask me, just as she masked your daughter. i was placed here to teach Liliya after Sovia passed. i will teach Moon as well, though i don't know as much about Dragons as i do the phoenix Fey." Tim Tim admitted with a small grin. "Fly with Swiftness Great One." Tim Tim offered a 'good luck' before watching the Dragon Guardian vanish in a swirl of flames.

Liliya gently swept Moon's hair out of her face and carefully tried to sooth her. "shh, my Moon. it's alright, i know it hurts." she murmured softly. "it won't last long. your body is adapting to your new form, that's all. hush now. hush." she whispered, carefully sliding into bed with the other, holding her gently. "i'm right here, i won't let you go. i have you now. i promise." Liliya whispered before humming a soft song before singing in Russian, a calming, soothing lullaby. it was rather chirpy and happy for a lullaby, but Liliya was hoping that it would make Moon smile, despite the pain she was in.

(here's the song if your curious. Link
 
The Dragon nodded a few times at the mention of resistance, and sent her a small shimmer of a hopeful smile. But his mind remained heavy, his thoughts pessimistic. "Then, at least, there is will to fight among the Phoenix. That will is lacking among the Dragons. Our kind has been corrupted, mutated, reanimated and weakened. Those who hasn't lost will are either dead, or hiding so deeply, that they'll be hard to find. Watching their friends and families reanimated as undead, mindless fiends.. It chips at your will, and sanity. I can not blame them for this weakness. Once again, it is apparent, that our kind isn't as hardened and bulletproof, as many of the other races have thought. After this, I fear, we'll see even more war, when others decides to abuse our weakness. The balance.. Is, shifting." He murmured at the end, before Liliya went off to the upstairs, and his attention was turned towards the other Guardian.

The Dragon smiled lightly with Tim Tim's words, nodding a few times with understanding. "Of course you where.. Had my mind not been anywhere but fixed at my surroundings, I might've noticed. As, I might have guessed. There was always something special about Sovia.. It was a loss to all the worlds, when her and Queen Star where taken from them." He didn't frown this time, but honored their memory with a soft smile, before he vanished into the flames.

Moon stirred lightly, as hair was removed from her eyes, and sweat thereby from her forehead. She tried to look up at Liliya, but sweat made it hard for her to do so, pricking at her eyesight. She winched as sweat entered her right eye, reaching for the sheathes bellow her, pulling it up to her eyes and drying the sweat out as she whimpered softly again. 'Adapting to your new form'? Moon's head spun in circles around that remark. What form, and why? But none of it mattered, once she felt Liliya's arms around her. Her own where almost flung around Liliyah's body, placed upon the other woman's back, where they clenched onto her clothing.
"I.. I'm.. Scared.." Moon silently whispered past the soft Lullaby. Even though it caused the pain to lull down in strength, it was still there, and had already done the mental damage it had to. It was obvious by the shaking body, that the little girl was terrified. The scales, that had by now shaped around her body, with the exception of the front of her torso and her thighs, started changing their color to purple. Her feet had now started altering, starting to change shape in to much more powerful, talon-like shapes. Even her hair pigment started changing, the color of her hair slowly starting to get a much more flaring shine to it, as scales shaped around the edges of her face, and her neck. Two long, thin tentacle like horn started running down the edge of her hair, originating from the top of her forehead. Moon's legs where clenched tightly shut, as the pain kept rumbling through her body, and she continued to whimper and whine, tears having started to tickle from her eyes.
 
Liliya blinked ay him. "it is not the Will that is lacking." she stated simply. "it is the lack of Hope which is eating away at that Will." she explained simply. "the Balance is shifting, but the Phoenix Fey will fight for what is right." she promised him. "we are a noble species, we will not let the Dragons fall." she promised. and she could promise. just as Moon was the princess of the Dragons, Liliya was, in theory, the Princess of the Phoenix Fey. being the daughter of the two clans, she was as close to royalty as the Phoenix Fey could get.

Liliya offered her a small smile and gently wiped the sweat away as best as she could with the damp cloth. "Hush now My Moon. i know you are frightened. it will all be over soon and i will stay with you." she promised. "there is no need to be afraid, i won't let anything happen to you, and i'll explain everything in the morning." she promised softly. "just rest now. just rest." she whispered, before singing another Russian lullaby, just as pretty as the first one. she sang until the pain ended, and then she sang until Moon fell asleep, and then Sang until she herself fell asleep, her arms wrapped around Moon, offering her comfort as much as she could. she gently brushed the tears away and carefully wiped the sweat off of the girl's body and then gently crooned to her once she was awake, far too early in the morning considering the late night. she didn't bother trying to wake the girl, she needed her rest... and Liliya needed a new bed. the one she had had huge scorch marks on it from Moon's body heat. Liliya gently moved Moon to a new bed, now that the panic part was over, and gently covered her with a thin sheet and laid out clothing for the girl. soft natural leather that would feel even better against her more sensitive skin. while dragons where not nearly as sensitive as the Phoenix Fey where, Moon would find natural items more comfortable than the synthetic ones.

a Phoenix Fey was so sensitive to synthetic items, that they usually couldn't even touch plastic or nylon. they tended to prefer metal, wood, silk, and leather. things that human hands had not touched... or rather, ruined. everything in Liliya's house, from the paint to the furniture, had been hand crafted, hand made, and shipped from the Mother Kingdom. even her stove was made from natural metal, and had cost a pretty penny too. Dragons weren't quite that sensitive. heck they could wear plastic and those awful synthetic shirts anytime they pleased. they wouldn't like it as much, but they could do it. Liliya sighed and went downstairs to see if she could salvage her soup, and was pleased to see that Tim Tim must have saved the soup. it was in the Cold Box now, and she smiled as she set it on the stove and carefully tasted it before setting it to reheat. she filled a bowl with the now hot soup and carried it upstairs and settled it next to Moon's bed and settled herself into a chair, wondering how she was ever going to explain all of this to the girl. she pulled out the necklace, examining the graceful make of the metal. her mother had made this... her mother had forged this... Liliya had to smile at her mothers plans. it was strange how everything seamed to be working so perfectly...
 
The Ancient Guardian certainly hoped she was right. He had never seen a crisis like this before. Asta'Gor had certainly planned his actions well. He was a frightening opponent, of that there where no doubt. But he would hold his head high, and die for this cause if necessary. Guardian's seldom died in vain. So he hoped this time, would be no different. He nodded a thanks to Liliya, before they parted.

Moon listened intently to Liliya's words, being a solemn peace among the pain. Her scales turned a dark purple color, rather unnatural for the average Purple Dragon, but nothing completely unheard of. But there where no doubting the changes, and the final emphasis on that, was the tail that grew from her tail-bone. It snaked a long, impressive length, but remained rather thin and small. It was a signature of her age, showing how young she where. Their tails grew thicker, and sometimes even longer, with their age. The tail remained completely limp, while her body where still adjusting to the changes, and as the hurt girl finally fell asleep, the tail started giving slight signs of life, starting to sheepishly tingle and twitch. The slight waves of comfort and relief, as the pain where gone and she was fast asleep.

When the girl woke, she was only half conscious, for quite a while. Almost an hour it went, before she really started opening her eyes properly, and look around. By then, Liliya had already moved her, and was downstairs with the soup. As her now much more purple eyes gazed around the room, she started silently panting. She remained completely still, as she took in the area she was now in, realizing she'd been moved. The two extremely thin horn tentacles moved around with her gaze as well, helping her both smell and hear everything around her. She could smell the soup. The scorched bed in another room. Even the gentle scent of morning dew on the grass outside she could pinpoint. Finally moving a bit, she turned to her side, feeling something a bit uncomfortable around her back. And in doing so, her tail gently wagged out from bellow her, and waved up by her side. Her eyes slowly grew wider, until her throat unleashed a more surprised, then terrified scream, that Liliya would obviously hear. Moon crawled up in the bed, until her back was against the wall. The tail, obviously followed her, and now tried to gently wrap around her, as she got uncomfortable. Her hands frantically tried to push it away, but in doing so she saw the scales on her fingers, causing her to gasp loudly again. She whimpered slightly, as she gazed down herself, taking in every inch of her body. As beautiful as her shining scales were, they didn't belong where they were.

Then, when Liliya entered the room, Moon looked up with the same surprised, somewhat frightened expression, whimpering once again. Parts of her mind then realized, that she remained naked, and she quickly pulled the blanket over her body with one hand.
"Wh.. What.. What's happened? What.. What is this!?" She frantically asked, showing off her tail, with a grip of her strong fingers. "Wh.. What happened last night, Lily? I.. Just remember pain, and.. Now this.. Am... Am I still dreaming?" She questioned, looking around the room once more, before hopefully lost gazing back at Liliya, almost begging for answers as she whimpered again.
 
Liliya was glad when Moon finally drifted off to sleep and sighed softly, glad that the pain part was over... now they just had to deal with the emotional and mental trauma that went with it. after all, when a person turned into a dragon overnight, there was a LOT of trauma, especially when you'd grown up you're whole life thinking that such things weren't really real. she hummed as she heated up the soup, and gasped as she heard the scream. that wasn't good. not good at all. she'd hoped to be right there with Moon when the girl realized that she had a tail and wings and scales and heightened senses and other such frightening and shocking things. she abandoned her pot on the stove and raced up the stairs, sliding into the room, almost tripping over Tim Tim, who had come running at the sound of the scream as well. "calm down Moon! it's alright! i swear it is!" Liliya promised from her place on the floor. she HAD tripped over Tim Tim the second she'd tried to rush over to Moon, and did a very nice Face Plant into the very nice hardwood floor. Tim Tim was mewling rather pathetically and poking at Moon with a paw as Liliya groaned and got back to her feat. "darn cat." she complained, scowling at Tim Tim. though she didn't look all that angry at the cat.

"You're not dreaming Moon." Liliya promised her as she sat down in a chair and handed the girl some clothes. "i modified these for my own 'extra limbs'... Tail and wings in other words. and yes, i have a tail and wings too, they are just hidden in a pocket reality located just under my skin at the moment." she admitted with a small smile. "i'll show you them in a moment, after you get dressed." she commented, turning away so that Moon could pull her clothing on. "all dressed?" she asked after the sounds of clothing being tugged on stopped. "good then... now, how should i start?" she asked, frowning as she pondered. "i don't know everything you have to understand. my knowledge of the Motherlands... or the Gladeshine as it was called before you where born... most know it as the Dragon Kingdom, or Kingdoms of Fire. different species call it different things really..." she shook her head. "anyway my knowledge of much of what i am going to tell you is rather limited." she explained. "i suppose i should start by explaining what you are, instead of who you are..." she mused. "you are one of the Higher beings. a race of extreme power, and intelligence. in fact your people have long been the rulers of the mother Kingdom. you my dear, are a Purple, or an Emperor Dragon. just as both your mother, and father where." Liliya explained. "i will be able to teach you some fundamental control over yourself, and your abilities, but most of the teaching is going to come from the man you know as your father..." here she paused. "i am uncertain as to whether he is your father by blood or by adoption." she admitted before shaking her head.

"as for Who you are. that is another matter entirely. you see, in the Motherlands, a great tragedy has happened. an Evil Dragon, a Death Dragon. the most feared and ruthless of all creatures, has overtaken the throne, and has made a pact with the Dread King, a false king who reanimates the dead. because of this, the Motherlands have been torn apart, and cast into darkness, shadow, and misery." she explained softly. "your mother, was the Queen of the Motherlands. Queen Star oversaw a reign of peace for a very long time, while i do not know for sure. i beleive she hid you in the human realms... this place here, to protect you. she locked away your genetics, leaving you completely human in all ways. i beleive she returned to the Motherlands to face the Evil Death Dragon... and failed in her task." she admitted softly. "you are the rightful Queen of the Motherlands, but because of the... dangers, there, your father... i never did get his name... has gone in your stead, to raise hope amidst the Dragons and the growing rebellion. you are not expected to fight, and i'll take on anyone who tries to make you!" Liliya promised, her eyes flashing before she paused and looked at Moon.

"as for who, and what i am... i am the daughter of a Dragonmetal forger. much like a blacksmith, only much, much, much more.... advanced. it would be like the difference between working with aluminum foil, and the rarest metal on the planet. like the difference between working with sandstone and diamond..." she admitted, shaking her head. "in fact, my mother is the one who made your necklace." she admitted, watching Moon. "and if you ever have children, i will be the one to make their necklaces." she admitted. "i am a Phoenix Fey. much like the Dragons, i am a Higher Being. unlike the Dragons, Phoenix Fey naturally want to aid, guide, and serve." she admitted. "we bond to various people, who we feel need our help the most. i have Bonded to you... and don't worry that doesn't mean anything at all. i am, whatever it is that you need me to be. a freind, a mother, an aunt, a sister, a bodyguard, a lover, a teacher. whatever you need the most from me, is what i will be. heck, some Phoenix Fey have been known to set their Bonded up on blind dates." she teased with a smile. "right now. my duty is to protect you with my life... and it's bloody hard to kill a Phoenix Fey, even one that isn't skilled in Kai-Kon-Ro like i am..." here she paused, realizing that she was probobly overwhelming poor Moon.
 
When asked to calm down, Moon found it hard to take Liliya's words serious. What was there to calm down about, she thought. Apparently, she had a tail. Apparently, she had scales. And she'd even begun to notice the two sensitive horns, even though they shifted with her view, making it hard to pinpoint them, without pulling them down in front of her eyes. Curious, she tried to reach up for one of then, gently pushing it down a bit, so she could observe it. Doing so, she realized how oversensitive they where, moaning softly at the slightest touch on it, quickly leaving it be, looking back to Liliya.
The slight tumble inside the room, had caused Moon to giggle just slightly, a small smile passing through the confused, somewhat frightened expression. And as Liliya proclaimed this wasn't a dream, Moon first seemed doubtful, but did no attempts of 'waking' herself, instead just listening. When she was offered clothes, she didn't hesitate, quickly putting on a top, to cover at least cover up her breasts. Then when it came to putting on a pair of panties, she found it hard to make her tail do as she wanted. So instead of having the tail trail through a hole in the panties, she just let the panties sit low, her tail twitching and ticking slightly behind her. Huffing to herself, she pulled the tail in front of her, pushing it down to the bed, finding it's constant movements distracting. Finally finding the time and resources to listen, she gazed up to Liliya, and listened carefully.

So. What she was really able to gather of all this, was: she was a Dragon, a Queen and apparently bonded to Liliya. It was clearly hard for the girl to take it all in, looking utterly confused, scared and baffled by most of what Liliya explained to her. But when Liliya decided to pause, Moon broadened a thoughtful expression, throwing all the new knowledge around in her head, as she thought it through. After a few minutes, she shaped a small smile, and a slight giggle passed her lips.
"I.. Have to be dreaming.. Hehe. This.. This is a.. Cute story, though.. But.. A Queen?" She giggled slightly again, looking down towards her tail, the tip of it, the only part really able to move, tapped slightly against the bed bellow her. Finally releasing it, the tail swayed back behind her, curling itself around in a comfortable position, as Moon did the same, leaning back in the bed again.
"So.. I'm a.. Dragon? And you.. Are a Phoenix? And.. My dad? And mom? Dragon's too? And his name is.. At least the one I know, is Jacob.. But.. A Dragon?" Still, obviously doubtful, she giggled a bit, looking down to Tim Tim, as she moved a hand to gently stroke down his back. "And TT? Is he something 'magical' as well?" She said, giggling foolishly, obviously just paying along, making a bit fun with the situation. She figured she was in a dream, and that there was no real reason to take any of it serious. She'd wake up soon. Wouldn't she?
 
Liliya smiled a little as she watched Moon play with her 'horns'. "be careful with those Moon, you might hurt yourself on accident." she warned. she had to smile as she realized her accidental tumble had made Moon smile, so she wasn't nearly as annoyed as she would normally be at the cat... who wasn't really a cat. she smiled as the front tied shirt was slid on, the back open making it easy to put on around the wings. and it was cute too! "don't worry, you'll get the hang of controlling the tail soon." she promised with a small smile. "for now, you can grab the tip with your hand and pull it through the hole... like string through a needle." she assured the other before hiding her giggles as Moon pushed it down onto the bed and pinned it there. the poor girl, everything was happening so fast, she didn't have any time at all to come to terms with things. "you're not dreaming Moon." Liliya assured the girl with a small sigh. "and yes, the rightful queen of the Motherlands. although, as things stand, i don't know if you will ever be able to claim that throne." she admitted with a shake of her head.

"Yes, i am a Phoenix, for lack of a better term." she admitted with a smile. "and yes, Star, your mother, and Jacob, your father, are indeed Dragons." she admitted. "your mother was the most beautiful woman i've ever met you know." she admitted. "she used to come over to my house when she was pregnant with you. i barely remember, but i remember thinking that she was a goddess. and i always used to rub her belly so you would kick me." she admitted with a smile as Tim Tim purred under the stroking before he fixed the girl with a stare. "Of course i am something 'Magical'. i am a Spirit Guardian. i protect those whose fates are most important." Tim Tim admitted suddenly, Liliya grimacing. "Tim Tim! You can't just start talking! you'll give Moon a heart attack!" "nonsense. she thinks this is a dream. at the most she'll just pass out from shock. nothing dangerous." "Tim Tim! you have to be nicer to Newborns!" Liliya protested, the Cat blinking at her. "the sooner that she realizes that this isn't a dream. the sooner she can come to terms with who, and what she is. it's better for her in the long run. it might be a shock, but remember what i am. i would not do something, if i didn't think it wouldn't help her. it is not just your fate that i am watching now Liliya, but hers as well." Liliya sighed and nodded. "you might as well show her your true animal form then..." she muttered, sulking a little as Tim Tim nodded and leaped off the bed. he started as a Kitten, but as he moved through the air, he shifted, and he landed as a massive black and white Fox with a jewel on it's forehead, and dangling gold jewelry in various locations. "i am a Spirit Fox. a Guardian of Fate." the Fox stated, bowing to Moon. "it is an honor to Guide your Fate, Your Majesty."
 
At the warning about the horns, Moon had looked back, the second before she'd gently pulled at it, causing that tiny little moan to pass her lips. Another thing, she didn't understand. As an example, why they where even there? Their purpose? But she decided not to ask it. That was another question, that she wouldn't really need answered. She'd wake up soon, anyway. The problem of wings, wasn't a factor just yet. As a youngling, she wouldn't grow her wings, until a few weeks, sometimes months. That wasn't an average thing for Dragons, in general, but it was for the Purple. And the suggestion about her tail, caused her to look down at it, with her head slightly tilted. She considered it for a while, before shaking her head a bit, looking back up towards Liliya.
”It's okay. It'll just.. Stay like that, for a while.” She nodded a single time, once again ignoring something, because she thought she was about to wake up, anyway. But that thought, was slowly starting to disappear. Slowly being replaced with nerves and fear. She couldn't get used to this? For one, she'd never be able to leave a house. She couldn't hide all of this, no way. But she'd been able to, so far. Maybe she could do that again? Her thoughts danced back and forth between fear of what, and coping with that fear. And then, few days before her 18th birthday.. Tomorrow, she would be 18, and she'd so looked forward to that. Now. She wasn't so sure, anymore. Not if all this was true. It all cored down, to being scared. Because she was. Frightened, for what she'd become. A 'Queen'? A Dragon? It was all too much.

As Liliya continued, Moon continued to listen, observing her with curious eyes, as she explained her parrents. At the mention of her mother, she smiled lightly, and nodded a few times.
”She was.. Wasn't sh... Wait.. What? You met my mother? Wh.. When? Well. Obviously before I was born, but.. How? This.. Can't.. Can't just be a pure coincidence?” She then questioned, before gasping as Tim Tim started speaking. She pulled her hand away from him in shock, staring down at the cat, that'd suddenly evolved a vocal cord, and the ability to string words together.
”You... Talk.. Of course, you talk...” She murmured lightly, narrowing her eyes a bit, as she listened to the little rant between them, going back and forth. For some reason, however, all she could think about, was that Tim Tim was apparently sentient. And.. He'd looked up her skirt, on several occasions... Why did that feel so strange, suddenly? He was still... Just an animal, right?
She shook those thoughts out of her head, and observed as he jumped off the bed, and transformed into a much larger creature. And as he introduced himself, her eyes slowly narrowed a bit more, as she stretched out a finger, pointing at his nose. And if he'd let her, she'd gently tap his nose, as she spoke.
”You.. Can speak... Your sentient? And you... Looked up my skirt, little guy.. Very.. Improper of you..” She said, with a slightly wagging finger. She proceeded to giggle slightly, and sat back up in the bed, looking between the two. ”You both keep saying, that this isn't a dream, and I need to realize that it isn't.. But.. You have to be able to see my predicament her, right?” She asked, with a slight shrug. ”When I woke up yesterday, I liked the thought of Dragons, Unicorns and fairies.. But I didn't believe them... And now.. I'm a Dragon, your a fey, and.. Tim Tim is a talking doggy... Please.. Tell me.. You understand -why- I am so confused and.. And scared?” She asked, very clearly trying to hold back both tears and fear in her eyes, by using slightly comedic words. But that hardly worked, tears slowly starting to shape in her eyes, as she whimpered slightly, her tail starting to twirl around her waist, showing her discomfort, as she pulled the blanket up the her chest, hugging it for a false sense of comfort. She then looked up to Lily, with a desperate expression.
”Can't.. Can't I just.. Go to sleep and.. And wake up.. -Not- being a Dragon?” She asked, with a tiny smile, pulling her legs close to her body, resting her chin on her knees. It was obvious, that most of her fear and discomfort about being a Dragon, came from a lack of understanding. Something her brain had to work out, for itself. All Liliya could do, at this point, was probably just to explain, how, and why, being a Dragon, really wasn't a bad thing.
 
Liliya had to smile a little at Moon's stubbornness. one of the main traits of a Purple Dragon. they where headstrong and usually very, very smart... not always a good combination. "Yes, my mother and you're mother worked on a lengthy project together... that project was hiding you, here in the human realms... at least i think it was. my mother erased my memories shortly after you where born, and they are only just starting to come back... very slowly." Liliya admitted with a shake of her head. "and i do not think it was a coincidence in the least. i think my mother knew, without a doubt that i would bond to you." she admitted with a smile. "i am a princess myself, of a sort. you see the Phoenix People have two main clans. the Warrior clan, and the Artisan. my father was from the Warrior clan, and i learned the Phoenix Fire Hand fighting style from the moment i was born. my mother was an artisan, she taught me how to use Music to my advantage, and how to forge the Dragonmetal." she admitted with a small smile. "both where the leaders of their clan." she admitted with a small shrug. "someday, i will be the leader of both clans, as my mother never had another child, and my Father never did either."

she paused as Tim Tim smirked. "what can i say my lady? yo have very lovely underwear." "Tim!" Liliya scolded, scowling at the Cat who simply smiled... as much as a cat could smile anyway. "I AM NOT A DOG!" Tim Tim gasped in horror at the heinous insult, baring his teeth in annoyance and Liliya rolled her eyes. "Tim Tim is a Spirit Fox Moon, sometimes known as a Royal Fox, or a Kitsune." she admitted. "he get's VERY offended if you call him anything of the Canine Family." she admitted with a small smile. "so please don't call him 'doggy' again or he'll get all bent out of shape." she admitted before pulling the girl into her arms and her lap, holding her tightly. "i know... i know. it's so very frightening to wake up, and not be what you thought you where anymore." she murmured softly. "but this isn't a dream. you are a Dragon, and you won't wake up not being one... but you're not alone Moon, i am here, i will always be here." she promised. "i will protect you, i will help you, and if you let me, i will make this whole experience fun." she promised with a small smile. "would you like to see what i really look like?" she asked, her head tilted as she stroked Moon's hair. "here, i'll show you." she promised as she kissed the girls forehead before standing up.

there was a brief flash of light, and then Liliya looked different. not much had changed in her actual appearance, but now she had beautiful, brilliant, blood red wings that stretched from one corner of the room to the other, the feathers curling softly, as soft as silk and dancing with vibrant colors along the tips and edges of each feather. she too had small antenna that hung on each side of her face, the end tipped in a single feather that looked much like a Peacock 'eye' feather. Red, and orange, and yellow forming a single 'eye' that sparkled in the light of the room. a long, serpentine tail swept from side to side behind her, curled so that the three foot long tail didn't drag along the ground, and with a well practiced move, like snapping open a fan, a huge mass of feathers spread wide along the tail, forming a tail rudder so that she could make astonishingly acrobatic moves in the air. she also had red markings on her face now, a single four point star stood out directly in the middle of her forehead, the 'tail' of the Star touching the very base of her nose. two small dots under the corner of each eye and that was the end of the changes. "want to touch?" she asked with a smile, extending a wing tip to Moon, letting her stroke the feathers, which where as warm as a blanket just pulled out of the dryer, and as soft as silk.
 
Moon always listened when Liliya spoke, but didn't always believe what she heard. How could she? This was all fairy tales from her childhood, not actual reality. It was stories. Not memories. It couldn't possibly be true. But still she listened. As parts of her, knew she should. Her tail gently tapped against the bed with curiosity, as her head was slightly tilted. Again, Liliya mentioned -bonding-. She still wasn't all too sure what that meant, even though she understood the explanation. The thing she'd taken the biggest note of, was the mention of -lover-. She hadn't dared say anything, far too shy to break out that question. She liked that idea... But shrugged it off her mind, finding it a 'meager' thing, among everything else she'd learnt so far. As Liliya took a pause, Moon looked thoughtful for a moment, biting down on her lower lip, before speaking again.
"S.. So.. We're. Princess'? You, of an entire people.. Me.. Of an entire Kingdom?" She asked, giving a noise that seemed a mix of a whimper and a giggle. I'm only just eighteen tomorrow... And.. I'd be expected to rule a Kingdom some time?" That lead to a few more giggles, hopelessly raising her hands up, only to drop them back down on the bed again. "I haven't even gone through my 'teenage rebellion' yet.." She joked lightly, before curling herself a bit together, looking down to Tim Tim.

Narrowing her eyes a bit, a tiny smile curled at the edge of her lips, as she grunted silently a single time. "I'll take that as a rather.. Awkward.. Compliment, from a talking..." Interrupted by Tim Tim's reaction, Moon leaned back a bit, clearly shocked by his reaction, holding a hand out in defence. As Liliya explained, Moon gazed towards her, before back on Tim Tim, calming down her arms a bit, giving a genuinely apologetic expression, fumbling a bit with the blanket in her lap.
”I'm.. Sorry.. TT.. I.. Didn't mean to offend you.. Just.. This morning, I was suddenly a Dragon, you know.. I.. I didn't know.. Sorry. I'll make sure not to do so again..” She apologized with a small smile, and a gentle nod.
When first pulled into Liliya's arms, Moon hid her face against her knees, whimpering slightly as she felt tears meet her knees. Being pulled upon Liliya's lap, Moon gave a softly releived sigh, as she released her head from her knees, resting it against Liliya's chest instead, her arms wrapping around Liliya's waist. And as she did so, her tail slowly started curling around Liliya's leg. A gentle, snakelike curl around one of her thighs. It was clear, that Moon calmed down now, more then she had before. She listened intently, nodding a few times as Liliya spoke.
"Thanks.. Did.. Did you call dad?" She asked, looking up towards Liliya. She didn't look particularly hopeful, seemingly not even interested in the answer. She didn't care. He didn't have to be there. She had Lily.

When asked if she wanted to see, she hesitated at first, before nodding a few times. She gently slipped off Liliya's lap, looking up to the woman as she stood to show. Then, as the glamour was removed, Moon gasped lightly, leaning a bit back, a bit surprised by the flap of the wings. Her jaw remained slightly dropped, observing in complete awe. She watched the transformation in silence, though her almost seemed to scream. The horns upon her forehead rose, twitching slightly as they took in the sights. Her tail started twirling behind her, as she pressed her legs together. This.. Excited her. She couldn't quite explain it, but something about this image, got her riled up, in ways she certainly know, but didn't understand why. She controlled it, though, remaining in awe for all Liliya know, as she gulped. Liliya was beautiful before, this certainly didn't change that. She nodded when she was asked, reaching out her fingers, to gently, and carefully, stroke the feathers.
"Y.. Your.. Beautiful.." She murmured lowly, before a gentle rose color shaped on her cheeks, and she cleared her throat. "Ehrm.. I mean.. They're.. Beautiful. Your.. Your feathers.. Heh. She gulped lightly, smiling somewhat shyly, as she stirred where she sat. She looked behind her back, her head tilting a bid before gazing back to Liliya. "Will.. I.. Get wings as well. Some.. Time?" She asked with a small smile, seemingly cheering up a bit, although her eyes was starting to seem a little heavy, as if the many hours of wake, combined with the pain, was tearing at her.
 
she smiled a little and nodded. "yes we are. although technically you would be the Queen." she admitted softly, fighting back the urge to snicker at the sight of the Queen of Dragons apologizing to a cute little kitty cat. she held Liliya tight, not wanting the girl to feel anymore frightened than she already was. it must be so hard for Moon, growing up thinking that there was nothing out there but humans. and then waking up to find herself one of those rare fairy tale creatures that weren't supposed to exist. "no you're dad came here." she explained softly. "he's a Dragon too." she admitted. "he went back tot he Motherlands to start the fight. he should be back soon." Liliya muttered softly. "you're dad and my dad are probobly arguing about the number of men they need and the kinds of assaults they want to plan." she admitted with a roll of her eyes. "i get the feeling that they are both a bit controlling." she admitted with a small smile. "You're dad did leave me explicit instructions though, so no worries." she promised, gently kissing Moon's forehead. she had to chuckle at the nodding and gently kissed her forehead again before standing up, stretching to work out the kinks in her body with a slight groan.

"thanks. i am beautiful aren't i?" she asked with a sly grin, Tim Tim snickering a little as he looked at Moon. "Phoenix Fey are naturally egotistical." he admitted. "they are almost always very beautiful, so they have the right, but compliment one and mean it, and you'll usually have a freind... insult one of their looks, and you'll probobly get you're face clawed off." he admitted, ignoring how Liliya was glaring at him. he just started washing a paw. "yes, you will grow wings. over the next week they will grow slowly. you might have some aches here and there, but from what i understand it's a mostly painless procedure." Liliya admitted. "not like a Phoenix Fey. our wings usually come in when we reach the age of fourteen. and they burst out of our backs fully formed. it hurts like a bitch and it's pretty messy too." she admitted with a shake of her head. "blood get's everywhere." she admitted with a wrinkle of her nose. "but once they are out... oh the FREEDOM!" she stated, flinging her arms out wide. "the ability to FLY, the wings stretching and twitching... the wind catching them and pushing you up, higher and higher until there's no air, and then spiraling down into a dive, the wing rushing, the ground getting closer... and then snapping you're wings open like a parachute... there's nothing better." she admitted, smiling at her. "and when you're wings grow in... i will take you to fly, high in the air..." she promised, smiling at the other. "now... eat your soup." she ordered softly. "it's full of nutrients that you're going to need. and then get some rest. you've had a very big day."
 
She snickered lightly as she was referred to as a 'Queen', her head still far from wrapped around that idea. It was far too surreal to be true. And in truth, it both frightened and excited her. She always felt different then others, hence she dressed it, to look it. But this.. This almost seemed like too much. And in one day. She loved the idea, and the fairy tale charm of it. But she also remembered the harshness in most old fairy tales. But she shoved that thought away, listening to Liliya as she was in her arms, nodding a few times. She didn't mind him missing. She didn't mind, that he wasn't around. She had Liliya. And she was feeling the bond, without even knowing it. She felt attached to Liliya. As if she could trust her with everything. She probably could, but why she knew that she could, she couldn't quite comprehend. As if she'd been there, all her life. As if Liliya had always been by her side. Protecting her, and her secrets.
Moon kept holding the thoughts of a war, in the back of her mind. That was something she could take in, another day. If all this really was true, she wanted to get used to the idea of being a Dragon first.

Moon snickered a bit with the sly grin, looking to Tim Tim as he spoke, smiling back and forth between the two. When mentioning the reaction to insults, Moon looked a bit surprised. She couldn't really imagine Liliya that way. To her, she seemed so pristine, gentle and nice. Not someone who could hurt another? But she figured, the world she was -apparently- getting into, was a lot different then the one she'd be leaving.
When she was told she'd grow wings, her brows rose slightly, with an expression of both surprise and excitement. Weeks!? She couldn't wait that long! And suddenly, she'd somewhat forgotten the fear and disbelief of all this. Even if it was a dream, she didn't want to wake up, until she'd at least tried flying. And the more Liliya told, the more excited Moon got, squirming slightly where she sat, realizing it wasn't really only the tale that excited her. She stirred a bit, giggling at what Liliya said, before tilting her head as she stopped, and ordered her to eat her soup. She nodded a few times with a small smile, obediently turning towards her soup, before pausing for a moment. She sent a small grin towards Liliya, very alike her old self.
"Hey.. Aren't I a -Queen- now? Shouldn't -I- be ordering you around?" She asked, with a soft giggle, clearly speaking in sarcasm, starting to eat shortly after. She moaned softly at the taste, her body shivering a bit, as it finally took in some food again. She nodded a few times, smiling up to Liliya, still with tired eyes. "This is good. Thanks.. Lily.. Really.. For everything." She thanked with a small, gentle smile.
 
Liliya smiled at her a little, she could understand that it was a massive shock to poor Moon. and Tim Tim was really NOT helping. "you want to fly then?" Liliya asked with a small chuckle. "we'll fly." she promised, kissing the girls forehead. "and no. you're not supposed to give me orders. while i am the only one who CAN give you orders, i am your Bonded, and it is my duty to make sure you are safe, healthy, and happy at all times... even if that means giving you orders. you're no warrior Moon, so i HAVE to be able to give you orders should the situation deem it... like now! you're in shock, you're in pain, you need to eat and then rest." she admitted simply with a small smile. "and i'm glad you like it... my mother taught me how to cook." she admitted with a smile. "and how to play the instruments... all sorts of things." she admitted with a nod. "and you're most welcome My Queen." she stated with a soft, playful smile as she gently tucked the girl in and crooned another lullaby. this time in English, Once Upon a December. something that Liliya thought Moon might like a little bit more.

in the morning, Liliya wasn't there, but the sound of the shower was running and Tim Tim was sitting on the edge of the bed, in his Fox form, his large fluffy body resting peacefully. no doubt an early warning system for when Moon woke up... not that he seamed to be waking up anytime soon. there was a huge plate of steaming food next to Moon, a large mound of fluffy pancakes, blueberry of course, with blueberry syrup. hash browns, two eggs, over easy, two pieces of toast, three sausage patties and six strips of bacon. a glass of milk, of orange juice and of Coffee was awaiting her. "Eat you're breakfast." Tim Tim ordered suddenly, cracking open a single eye to blink at her. "Liliya spilled milk and egg all over herself this morning, so she's in the shower." he admitted, licking his lips. "and i got a very nice eyeful." he admitted with a snicker. clearly, giant Foxes where perverts. he looked up as the shower turned off and he sighed and stretched before he sat up and jumped off the bed, heading into the hallway as Liliya came in, wearing nothing but a Towel. "...oh! you're awake! good. i thought you where going to sleep all day." Liliya teased with a smile as she walked into the room. "sorry... i forgot to take clothes with me. i'm not used to having guests." she admitted with a shake of her head as she moved over to her dresser.

she bent over to gather her clothes and then turned to leave the room, unaware that she had shut the corner of her towel into the drawer, and in a flash, Liliya was completely naked. she was gorgeous to say the least, her breasts where almost perfect, and large too. that wasn't the shocking thing though, the shocking thing was hanging between the woman's legs... Liliya wasn't just a female apparently, because she had a monster of a very nicely proportioned dick hanging between her legs. "...SHIT!" Liliya squeaked, going bright red as she snatched her towel back up and fled the scene, mortified, and no doubt, just a little bit worried about how Moon was going to react. it was everyday that you met a fully functioning hermaphrodite after all.
 
Moon smiled and giggled slightly, as she was promised to go flying, closing her eyes as her forehead was kissed. It was clear both physically and mentally she was excited for that idea. And who wouldn't be? Even with all this probably being a dream she'd soon wake up of, she was hoping she'd at least try to fly first.
As Liliya explained, Moon giggled and made an obvious expression, making it clear that it'd been a joke, continuing her soup afterwards. And as Liliya finished, Moon nodded several times and tilted her head from side to side.
”Yees, yes 'Mom'” She said, with a clearly sarcastic voice, and a gentle smile up to Liliya. That was a sign, that she was being a bit more careful with er jokes, after the incident with Tim Tim.
As Liliya referred to her as 'Queen', Moon looked over to her, with a slightly raised brow, followed by a small smile and a few words. ”Let's.. Keep it with 'Moon' alright? Still just a Teenager.. Calling me Queen'd probably just get to my head, and I'd end up becoming a snob..” Snickering lightly with a small grin, she pushed the plate a bit away when she was done, only to lie down.
Being tucked in, caused her to look up to Liliya. She realized she wanted to create a vibrating sound, but she instinctively stopped herself from doing that. Was she just about to 'purr', or something like it? She shrugged it out of her mind, lying down to the soothing sound of another gentle lullaby. As Liliya sang, and Moon slowly dosed off, the young woman's tail sought out Liliya again, wrapping around anything it could find. Liliya would have to wrap herself free from that, when ever she woke up. Though doing so, wouldn't wake up Moon.

Instead, Moon slept for quite a while, only just close to waking, right around where Liliya was in the shower. But some time before she woke, about fifteen minutes, she'd started stirring in her sleep, gently moaning and panting where she lie. Something that shouldn't really be happening for her yet. Her loins where warm. Abdomen heating up. This didn't usually happen to Dragons until an age of mid twenties, definitely not earlier then their twenties. But it seemed the body alteration of the transformation, had also messed with her genetics. She was in heat. And she was starting to leak a discreet, at first, but lovely sweet scent. Another thing the Purple Dragons where notorious for. The sweet seductive scent of their prime, that time of the month. This would happen once a month from now, and until she was ready to become pregnant. An almost uncontrollable lust, and drive to mate. Though her body was still far from ready to reproduce, it was now starting to prepare her for it.

And when she finally woke, she did with a silent, gentle groan. Her eyes blinked several times, as she tried to adjust them. She felt it. The heat. The moist. Gently stroking her legs together, she gazed around the room, sighing softly as she saw no one there, except for the sleeping Tim Tim. She was worried someone would've noticed her moaning and groaning, now sitting up a bit, as she stroked her legs together.
Then when Tim Tim spoke, Moon gasped loudly in shock, looking towards him with a pant.
”Geez.. TT.. Please.. Y.. You can't do that to me..” She begged, giggling a bit awkwardly, as she nibbled at her lower lip and nodded. She reached for some of the bacon, leading it between her lips, as her eyes shifted over the food. She giggled a bit at Tim Tim's words, raising a brow a bit with his last words, before giggling one more time.
”You little pervert...” She smiled, stroking her legs together again. Luckily, the blanket would've managed to keep most of the scent packed inside, so it wouldn't be too heavy in the air yet. Looking back towards her food, she held her hands out a bit wonderous, as she chewed on some bacon. ”I'm not really expected to.. Eat.. All this.. Am I?” She questioned, just as Liliah walked out of the bathroom. Gulping down what she'd just put in her mouth, her legs stirred against each other again, as she breathed deeply. This was almost all too testing. As if Lily knew, and wanted to tease her. She gulped again, smiling as she looked down to her food again.
”Thats.. Alright.. Thanks.. Thanks for the breakfast, by the way.” She thanked, with a smile.

And so, the accident happened. Just as she looked up, as well. Breathing shakily, she was just about to cover her eyes, when she noticed the item between Lily's legs. Gasping once again, Moon quickly looked away, turning her legs once again as she shivered.
"I.. I'm sorry, I.. Didn't.. Sorry.." She stated. Luckily, Lily hadn't escaped into the bathroom again, and Moon quickly got up, charging into the bathroom, throwing the blanket away in the process, letting the scent become clear to everyone in the room, and even where Liliya was. Moon whimpered slightly, quickly locking the door, as she sat down on the toilet seat with a squirm. Pressing her thighs together, she panted heavily, her back shivering and twitching with excitement. Excitement she was embarrassed to feel, nor did she understand it. What had she just seen? Was.. Liliya a Hermaphrodite?
 
Liliya chuckled a little. "Purple Dragon's are SUPPOSED to have big heads." she teased with a smile. "they are the most beautiful of the Motherlands after all." she pointed out. "although, i might be biased." she snickered a little and shook her head as she smiled at Moon. "you don't have to be so careful Moon." she promised with a smile. "i'll tell you a story about you're mom tomorrow. i think you'll enjoy it." she admitted with a nod. Liliya was happy to sing Moon to sleep, and then snuggled in to sleep as well. in the morning she struggled with the clingy tail for almost a half an hour, being overly careful so that she wouldn't wake Moon up. she was unaware of the fact that Moon was in 'Heat' and wasn't in the least bit prepared to help her through it. sure she could just fuck the other, it wasn't like she didn't want to, but Liliya wanted to have a relationship with Moon based on love and trust... not hormonal need. that was like drugging someone to sleep with you. Tim Tim blinked sleepily at her. "Sorry. i forgot you're not used to me talking yet." he admitted sluggishly, shaking his head a little. "and of course i'm a pervert. i'm a Spirit Fox, not a lot of chances to get laid i'll have you know." he pointed out. "not many of my kind running around either. i could get into human form and go to the clubs, but i neither have money, nor the urge to sleep with random strangers. so i perv on Liliya and get my jollies that way." he admitted, looking amused. "don't get laid, but at least i get some nice views."

"no your not expected to eat all of that." Liliya promised with a smile. "eat until you're full though. the Change takes a lot of energy, and you'll need to eat to regain that energy." she informed the other. "are you alright?" she asked, looking a little worried about how fidgety Moon was being. "it's no problem. i like to cook, remember?" Liliya asked with a smile. "eat up, and then you can have the shower. we'll talk more once you're refreshed and awake." she promised before gasping as she realized her towel was gone. she froze at the scent in the air and swallowed thickly as her nostrils flared.... she knew that scent all too well... it had never occurred to her that being Bonded to the unmated Moon would cause that sweet, sweet scent to be nearly impossible to resist. Tim Tim noticed it too and shook his head as he rushed after Moon and slid through the door like it was made of water. the door even rippled. "Moon!... i need you to listen very carefully to me." Tim Tim ordered, blinking at her. "you are going through what is known as Estrus... or a 'Heat'. like cats do. it is a period of time in which you desire to mate above all else. it is perfectly common and completely normal." Tim Tim promised her. "you weren't supposed to hit it this young." he admitted. "so we were unprepared for it..." he admitted. "Liliya will probobly not be very functional around you, being bonded to you, she's twice as affected by your pheromones." Tim Tim admitted. "the easiest way to calm the burning in your belly is to have sex, or to masturbate." he informed her. "and yes, Liliya is a hermaphrodite... very rare, but not unheard of." he admitted. "she does like you a great deal though, so if you want to have sex with her, go for it." TT admitted, flashing the other girl a grin before leaving through the wall again.
 
Everything had happened so fast, and she hadn't really had time to think, when she rushed out of the bedroom. But she had noticed that expression on Liliya's face. It caused her to nibble lightly at her lower lip, at the thought of having Liliya with her, right now, in the heated situation, where she was now. A Purple Dragon's Estrus, was a wicked thing. There was no real thought, behind this chokingly violent libido. She wouldn't be able to chose, who she bedded with, even if she'd been deeply in love with someone. Some mates of Purple Dragons, locked up their lover, when this time knocked upon the door. To ensure only they knew, where they where, and only they'd get to taste the sweetness of their lovers episode.
But right now, the only thought in her head was Liliya. She was one of the only ones she'd seen for quite a while. Except for Tim Tim. But. He was a dog, she told herself. But even then, images of Moon on her knees, and Tim Tim over her, claiming her as the helplessly horny woman she was. This caused her to pinch her eyes shut tightly, as she started stroking her legs together again, whimpering silently.

She gasped loudly, as Tim Tim jumped through the door. She gazed back at him, with a heavily red blush on her cheeks, before gazing back downwards, as she gulped, and listened. She'd wanted to complaint, but hadn't managed to get a word out, past her frantic pants. She listened carefully, just gazing downwards, with her legs tightly pressed together. She whimpered silently a single time, at the mention of sex or mastrubation, her cheeks flushing even brighter. At with the last words uttered, her eyes widened widely, looking back towards TT as he faced through the door.. Her lower lip ticked a few times, before she pressed her lips together, swallowing thickly. Did she really like her that much? That came as a surprise to Moon, causing her mind to play even more with the thoughts of having sex with Liliya. But no. This.. Was all too much, too soon. Instead, she parted her legs, and did what she was all too familiar with. Desperately hoping, Liliya would be there for her next time.

Her fingers danced down her slit, two sliding between the tight walls, opening her up, creating a hushed, hoarse gasp, as she arched her back and moaned. Another finger tingled against her clit, but with all her work, it took twice as long as it'd done before. And even when her climax hit, she felt little satisfaction. She had to find a mate. She had to find someone, to do this for her next time. This wasn't enough. But for now, the burning lust had subsided, and the sweet scent around her started dulling, as she almost crawled into the bath, letting cool water calm, clean and cool her down.

About an hour after she'd went into the bathroom, the door slowly opened. If there'd been towels in the bathroom, she wore one around her body, her long hair, half-wet, hang down her shoulders, mixing with the cloth of the towel. If Lilliya was on the other side, Moon frowned slightly, lowering her eyes to the floor in embarrassment.
“I.. I'm sorry.. Lily.. I. Didn't. Really mean, to react like that.. I.. Hope you know, that.. I.. Don't think anything is wrong with.. Who you are. It. Was. Just revealed at, a.. Uhm.. Inconvenient time.. Heh. Sorry. Don't hope that.. Has. To change anything. Between us?”
She asked, gazing back up with a small smile, her tail wrapped a single time around her thigh, the tip tangling a bit from side to side, in a nervous manor.
 
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