> ***
> (later as night closes on the Warren)

Trinale awoke, her nose twitching....something was tickling it. She
brushed it away and as she did she encountered a mans chest....with hair
on it. Then she remembered. Cricket had flown and Fayloth had won. Relief
spread through her, as she remembered how difficult it had been last time,
waking up with a stranger. Her hands curled into Sauls chest hair and she
lay there smiling.

She felt his hand caressing her softly. Small tingles ran down her spine.
"Thank you, Saul."

She felt him stiffen "Trinale..."

> "Yes," she said, "You remember?" Her voice held a hint of fear and
> hesitation. "You're not upset, are you?"

Did he regret what had happened?

> He was .. "No, Of course not, little flower .." he swallowed. Gods .. she
> was just a little girl!
> 
> "Good. You know these .. well, mating flights .. they always scare me a
> little. But I'm not scared of you." She continued to gently caress his
> chest ..

Saul...he was so comfortable to be with. With him, she knew she was safe.
He would never hurt her. He was also quite handsome.

> "You're okay .. right. I .. I didn't hurt you," he asked.
> 
> Her silvery voice tinkled as she laughed, "Of course not. I know you'd
> never do anything to hurt me."
> 
> He flushed as he remembered the fervency of their love making, "I mean .."
> 
> She giggled again, "I know what you mean .. I remember it. And you didn't
> hurt me .. neither time."

Trinale felt her body grow warm, remmbering. His full lips crushing her
demandingly, his firm manhood entering her......

> "Trinale .." he groaned lightly.
> 
> "What?"
> 
> "It's just .. well, you're just too young."
> 
> "Saul! You aren't going to start playing like your my father again are
> you?" She said, then smiled, "No after  .. this. Here in those damned bushes."

The bushes...these damn bushes that had caused so much trouble. She wanted
to continue to explore the feelings she felt but she was so scared, scared
of someone hurting her, scared of making a mistake.

> The bushes! Oh gods! He groaned again.

Trinale was still feeling warm and she curled closer to Saul,
thinking.....

"Saul...." Trinale's voice trailed off "Would you kiss me please?" Trinale
wanted to see how his kisses felt now that the mating flight passion was
over with....to find out how they compared to...Pa'gan's.

Saul hesitated and then kissed her softly on the cheek, trying to keep his
chest from rubbing her bare breasts.

"No, Saul.....KISS me, like you want me...." Trinale wanted to know if it
felt the same, no matter who you kissed.

Saul groaned. "Trinale....I can't...."

"Saul, I want to know how it feels...all these feelings are confusing
me....please. "Trinale looked at him imploringly, her full lips, just
inches from his. "Please....."

Saul leaned closer....

(Trinale, they have found your sister and the others!)

Trinale jumped to her feet. "Lorilei!" Trinale couldn't believe she had
forgotten her.

(Where are they?)

(They are trapped in a hole near the old caves. Levka and Satinka's riders
found them.)

Trinale was quickly dressing and saw Saul was getting the same message
from Fayloth.

"Lets go!" Trinale was practically running.

(Are they alright, Cricket?)

(They don't know. They haven't been able to get to them.)

Trinale was horrified at the thought that something might have happened to
any of the girls.

Saul and her ran faster and faster, finally reaching the area. Katla,
Derry, Daimon, and a number of others from the warren were gathered
around, all trying to figure out how to get the girls out.

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NRPG: Ok Jill, you can write finding them.....and you or Les can write the
rescue. I have not described this area yet. I figure its a sinkhole or
something near some old caves near the warren...describe how you see
fit....

Anyone else not busy or already moved on can be there too....have fun!

Kris: I figure digging out the girls will keep Saul from Shawnee most of
the night! *grin*

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