posting for sage..
her serve to Master Faramir
sage
mat~tp~
MTC
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kneeling at the main fire
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: She takes notice of the Master heading towards the main fires. The on his face telling her this man was weary from his time out of the camp. She would glide her fingertips up her smooth thighs as she pushes herself up to her feet. In well practiced steps she downcasts her eyes and walks towards him on the very ball's of her feet. Weaving around her fellow sisters, and being cautious not to misstep and dity any free's fur's on her way to his left side. She would lower herself to a kneel, hands gently placed palm down onto her closed thighs, her backside gently pressed against her heels. She then slowly tilts her head back to proudly display her collar, but would also respectfully keep her green eyes downcast. Her silken voice more than a whisper, but not loud and imposing.."may this girl serve Master tonight?"...
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *raises an eye brow, smiles* Yes, of course, blackwoine, second slave if you would
sage
mat~tp~
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kneeling at the main fire
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: "black wine, second slave. yes, Master"...Her sunkissed cheeks flush slightly more pink than they already are from the day. She smiles and remembers seeing a mug earlier to which she believes he would like...
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *leans back and watchs you closely with interest*
sage
mat~tp~
MTC
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kneeling at the main fire
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: She purses her soft lips as she rises up to her feet, keeping her fingertips pressed to her closed thighs as she does so. Carefully she takes the three small steps back, and then pivot's on the ball of her right foot. Accenting the muscles and curve of her bare legs by continuing to walk on them. With a feline like grace she weaves around through the other free on their fur's, and past her serving sisters. A fire in her belly to be pleasing to the Master, even with the subtle yet deliberate sway of her hips. The Chatka brushing teasingly along her skin as she heads towards the Commissary Wagon...
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *smiles as I watch, can't help but admire the fluid grace, the well toned mucles, and the way the sun played on tanned flesh and the klnowledge thisa giorl lives to serve*
sage
mat~tp~
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in the commissary wagon
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: She would slow her movements as she rises up the steps that lead to the Wagon's interior. She arch's her back subtly as she takes each step, and leaves a little bounce in the last one to the top plank. She would then slip within the bustling Commissary Wagon. First thing was first, she sought out hot and soapy water. She would vigerously wash her fingers, hands, and halfway up her forearms. Making sure any trace of her belly rub to babygirl was no longer on them. The Master would not appreciate that scent on his mug. She would then look up to the top shelf, biting lightly on her bottom lip as she sneaks the rep cloth off the counter and quickly dries her hands, and then grabs another speccifically for the mug. There is a thick mug she remembers washing earlier. The smile on her lips growing as it is still there. She would place the hand holding the clean rep cloth onto the countertop, and rising onto her tippy toes she would reach up to the mug. Her thighs teased by her Chatka, and her cheeks would flush once more. Safely she brings the mug down to the rep cloth. Running clean fingertips along the lip of the mug for any chips or imperfections. Feeling her heart swell as she finds none. Then taking the rep cloth she would wipe the thick mug off to be sure it was perfectly spotless. Replacing the rep cloth to where she found it, and her slender tanned form would reappear as she headed to the cooking fires proudly..
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *Watchs you slip up the stgeps into the wagon with that little hop that caused parts of you to giggle in a most delightful way. Nods noticing the care and thoroughness with which you clean your hand
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sage
mat~tp~
MTC
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at the cookfires
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: Inwardly she was relieved that the smell from earlier was now gone from the cookfires. Nearly bumping into a fellow sis, she gasps softly and raises her hands above her head, clasping it tightly as she turns around and arch's her back just enough to avoid crashing into her and ruining the perfect mug. Breathing out with relief as she makes it past her. Green eyes scanning over the cookfires, and she then spots the black wine. It was fresh, and would be the best for him. Smiling as she then paused to swirl the blackwine with the ladel. The steam rising from the mug as she fills it just enough with black wine. Satisfied with having the best, she turns slowly and holds the thick mug between both hands once more, protecting it as if it were a fragile vulo egg..
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to ALL
: *licks me lips as I your shapelky figure is outlined as you reach for the mug you have selected
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *is iompressed by the grace and care you taket the attentuion to detail, makiong me feel as thouigh I were all that mattered, I senced that you would be one of the best, OI smiled at the thought
sage
mat~tp~
MTC
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in the main camp area
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: She makes her way from the cookfires, and in the direction of the Master she serves. A hint of a warm smile on her lips. Slowing her steps subtly to be more pleasing. From the gentle sway of her hips and the chatka, to the air tossing her long wavy dark hair lightly over her right shoulder. The thick dark mug clasped tightly in her hands as she continues her way towards him sitting upon his fur's. Cheeks flushing slightly to the feel of the fire's heat against the one side of her near naked form. Her dainty steps taking her to his left front side in the same path she had left his side in. Finally she kneels down before him. still holding the mug as it is a precious and delicate thing. She would hold the mug up close to her heart with her eyes downcast and thighs carefully pressed together...
sage
mat~tp~
MTC
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in the main camp area
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: She would remain still for a few moments, then would raise the mug up and away from her heart. Holding it in both hands carefully to him. The mug was a dark chocolate brown, with engraving's of kaiila's running wild on the sides. With her little heart racing in her chest she would keep her eyes downcast..."this girl hopes Master finds this blackwine pleasing, and that it warms him on this night"...Her voice was spoken in a silken tone, an she spoke without even a stutter. Even with the abruptness of his angry return to his fur in which she is knelt before....
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *smiles as I watch the way you approach, the gentle sway of your hips, the way your hair moves to softly brush your back unable to take my eyes off of you and your beauty as you melt into a kneel agt my feet*
Faramir
Clan of Kaiila Trainers
MTC-TP
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sitting at the main fire
says to sage mat~tp~MTC
: *I reach out, my hand gently carressing your cheek* An excellent serve, you have learned well. I am very pleased
sage
mat~tp~
MTC
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in the main camp area
says to Faramir Clan of Kaiila T
: She blushes once more, and shivers with delight to the soft touch of his rough hand. Being sure not to spill his black wine.."this girl thanks you, Master. for the kind words"....
she also did the dishes and put them away... raked and shifed the sand in the dancing pit
she also served Mistress Mercilayne
will post later if i have missed anything that she did this night...
