“What? No. How did this become pick on Callum day?” Asked Callum over the icy wind that beat at his exposed skin with ferocity.“How else are we gonna distract ourselves from this cold?” Gorman shouted in reply.Lorne responded, “with Callum’s love life, lack of...”The five young men were painfully traveling through the bitter freezing morning air. The party was heading southwest, back to Ondu. They had been gone for fifteen days, one day longer than they were expected to be gone. Bastien had made them pack up and head for home, they all longed to be out here hunting. The hunt spoke to their souls as it did in most of the men from Ondu, as well as some of the women. Bastien was the closest thing to a leader that this group had, he was smart, strong, and confident. Whenever the five got into a scenario where someone needed to take charge, the default setting was Bastien. Something about his personality, his demeanor, just said leader; he had no doubt he would be chief one day. The pa

They had been completely naked twice in the kiln room. The last time, Kaya was on top of him, her skin was a light with the kiln fire. Her breast perfectly symmetrical in the dim light of the room. Her long-braided hair draped over one shoulder, gently brushed his chest. She had straddled him, when he looked down at his swollen cock, Kaya had it in her hand and the hair on her lower belly was inches from him. It was hard for him to clear his mind of those thoughts, he wanted to be with Kaya, but he wasn’t sure of his feelings for her. He said the same to Kaya while she held him in her hand, they did not have sex that day although one part of Callum was sure of its feelings.It was still bitter cold, and Callum knew he would be outside while he talked to Kaya, so he dressed like he was going hunting again. When he was ready to go, he made his way to the front door of his home. His mother spotted him before he left.“Where are you going on this wintry morning? Hunting again?”“No mom, I

Callum was sitting on a hay bale in the stables where his father kept their horses. Marx was brushing a mare as Callum watched. Callum was not the best horsemen, sure he could ride, but it often was at his own peril. His father told him that the animals were smart and intuitive, they could pick up on the emotions of their rider. Callum wasn’t afraid of the horses, per say, but they did unnerve him most of the time. Callum rarely rode because of this and that was why Marx was brushing the horse now. Both Callum, and the horses of Ondu, had an unspoken agreement; they only shared company if they had too.Marx was brushing the flank of Callum’s father’s horse. Everyone in Ondu knew that Callum and the horses had a tenuous relationship at best. She was only there to be with Callum, the horses were only slightly annoyed. She also knew that standing out in the cold talking to Kaya through the wall of her room was something she wouldn’t do. Marx and the cold had a hate, hate, relationship. S

“You’re almost there Indra, one last big push!”“C’mon mom, one last push.” Echoed Briaunna.“I can’t. I have nothing left.” Indra said in a weak voice.“Yes, you can!”“I can’t, I, can’t.” She gasped.“Brie, keep holding her while I get some water.” Talia rose and fetched some water for Indra to drink. “Drink this honey. Slowly, take some small sips.”Indra did as she was told, she couldn’t argue anyways, she didn’t have the energy for it.“I’m here mom, here, lean on me.” Briaunna cradled her mother’s weight, she held her tightly. “You can do this.”“No, I can’t, not anymore.” She was breathing heavily into her daughter’s chest.“Yes, you can, and you will.” Talia said with finality.The last contraction struck. It was as strong as all the earlier ones, but with Indra’s exhaustion she was almost limp when it started. It was the last contraction; her limp body offered no Resistance to the contraction. Her body did what it did naturally, her tiredness kept her from bracing herself for

“Let’s keep the insults to a minimum, please and thank you.” Leland had the tone of a parent in his voice, “we need to discuss what is actually happening here, in Ondu, and not fantasize about unfamiliar places to live. We have people here who are hungry and without some basic necessities because of the flooding, how do you propose we handle that, Rognvald?” He let a little disdain carry the last few words across the hearth.“Yes, let’s get back on topic here. We have food shortages, damage to homes, livestock and horses missing or injured. The pens and stalls have also been looted by the rushing waters; how do we recover from that?” Sokonan walked over and sat in her usual spot.The rest of the council members all strolled back to the hearth when they saw Harden walk in. He was late but everyone knew that Indra was pregnant and having a tough time since her delivery. Harden had been doing all he could to care for the infant, it showed on his face like the sun on a clear summer’s day.