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Kematas: Elijah, Salma Location: Green Coast Bay Activity: Beach Combing Word Count: 505

" Come on Salma, is it really needed to come to the beach this early in the morning and during Winter too? " It wasn't a serious question at all, a smirk laid across his soft peachy lips slightly showing off his ever stunning pearly whites. He knew how important it was for his girlfriend to get here earlier than opening because it was the one thing she had been looking forward to for the while year. Every time they came to the beach her eyes lit up at all the shells and items littering the sand, but sadly it was prohibited to collect any under laws there.She perked up hearing his tugging words, honestly if this event wasn't so darn important she would have spent a couple extra hours snuggled up with him in bed. " Hurry Elijah, I see the NPC ahead. They look like they might be opening up soon! " Her feathered fur flying in the cold wind coming off the lapping water, she dashed forward as fast as her little legs could take her and her mate trotted right besides her giving the little one a few seconds of a head start.The NPC stood there beaming as both skidded to a stop in front of her, sending sand in all directions. " Welcome to Green Coast Bay's first ever Beach Combing! You two are the first to show up. Would you like to start? Please make sure you have the right items and a big enough bag to collect your findings today! I am Seri by the way, if you have any questions do not hesitate to come back to me. " Salma stood there almost frozen in sheer excitement, they were the first ones! And not only that the beach was all to them to plunder for however long it took for more Kematas to show up what a treasure in it's self! Elijah softly nudged her and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek " Well are we ready? "Salma and Elijah spent the next hour combing the beach in sheer peace. Salma brought with her a little kid's shovel and a kid's pale so she could keep all the dirty items in their and wash them off when she was ready to be done. Elijah on the other hand was stuffing his varsity jacket with sandy things he could find, he didn't mind a little grit here and there. Kematas started to flock to the beach as the hour went on from there, it got almost a little too populated with other Kems crossing paths and getting a little too close for comfort. Washing off their finds in a little swimming hole that inlayed into the beach from the ocean. Perhaps a thousand years ago this little stream went all the way inland and there was a way to coast down it from the middle of the island to the ocean. Gathering their now cleaned items the two headed back to Seri and proudly presented them to her awaiting her response.

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Ex. Exploration Basheil & Alouna

Kematas: Basheil/Bash or “He/Him” Alouna or “Her/She” Location: ??? Activity: Exploration Word Count: 1,023

Basheil’s vision flickered from black to red and back to the familiar black once more.

Black to red and eyes finding the strength to open just a bit to filter in white at first. Hissing the massive brute jumped to all fours shaking his heavy dome free of shells, debris, and random creatures. There was even seaweed dangling from one of his horns that took a bit of convincing to free it’s grasp. With the frothy sea water lapping at his ankles, it all came back to him. As the water receded, it coaxed him into faint familiarization to the situation.

He boarded a boat at dawn and road the waves till night when the whole crew partied and danced around under the influence of alcohol and intoxicating vibes. He had fallen asleep and woken briefly to water engulfing him and the whole ship just caving in and well.... here we are.

Basheil finally got his bearings, shaking once more as he walked from the ebbing tide. To his rear the endless sky line clashing into the sea, to his front, white sandy beaches leading towards tropical forests and high mountains. The way the clouds were forming it almost looked as if a storm was a brewing out in the ocean, probably was fate that he landed on this shore when he did rather it was a tragic case or not. Speaking of which where was the rest of the crew he was traveling with? They couldn’t have all..... no. No way. Growling he refused to have lost anyone to the blood thirsty depths, rather they were all annoying or not.

Alabaster fur almost melted perfectly into the sand while the gold trailing his spine and onto his tail as well as the flecks and his horns all shimmered in the sun. That’s probably why the ladies gravitate to him; rather he wants anything to do with them or not, they they start drinking and his body well... shimmers it makes their hearts flutter like little school kems back in middle classes. Smirking thinking about ladies his gait was slow at first trying to master walking in the tricky substance called sand, but it picked up quickly as he saw wooden plants half buried in the white grit leading up to a clean walkway on a dark oak bridge. Okay this meant other Kematas, right? Yes obviously this meant others, there were also wet splotches that smudge off near where the trees engulf the pathway. Clearly this was a sign that other’s had made it too.

She was nosing about on the beach collecting up some seashells and any coral pieces that happened to of ashed up from the storm last night. She heard about the wreck of course and how silly were those Kematas to go on a boat of all choices in the middle of a storm with no proper captain. Tourists. The little legged thing scuttled about with her little companion waddling and hopping after her. Happy with their findings the pair dust everything off as best as possible front the sand at the foot of the stairs before heading up the grueling flight of sandy hot dark wood stairs. " Nappa, they don't make this easy for us short gals do they? " Brightly colored Kem huffed and readied herself, she leaped as high as she could and barely cleared the first step with all her knick nacks in her satchel. There were not that many left to go they could do this!

Okay maybe it took the duo a little over twenty minutes to clear the stairs... but hey! they did it! And barely broke a sweat! Alouna cried out and in an over exaggerated move she used her little stubby arm to slap herself across the forehead and eyes and wipe away imaginary sweat. Nappa without fail tried her hardest to copy her owner and just wiggled around and flung a few snow cone droplets everywhere. Ants were eager as always to run to them which made both of them get up and get back on the move. " Look Nappy some shade under the tree, we can drink some water there! " though exhausted, they hastily shambled over to the sparing shade.

Slapping of wet pads against the wood startled the two and they both shot up, the Kemata almost choking on the last of her cold water. Coming up the walkway was a ginormous sized Kemata, he was like a godzilla among kematas, the little thing wondered if he was what they called a behemoth. His fur looked absolutely destroyed by the salt from the sea, he wrecked and could be smelt as soon as you heard him and his face ugh, what was with his attitude of a face? I mean if I had hair like that I guess i'd be a bit pissed too.

Basheil come up to what looked like a newborn Kemata and squinted down at it and it's .. moving ... drink? he must be out of his mind still. He shook his head and cleared his eyes and yup they were still there. Wonderful. He grumbled to himself before clearing his extremely parched throat. " W-..... WHERE . ahem.. where am I. " Big bug eyes stared up at him in amazement or maybe fear? He couldn't pick up but he was growing ever more annoyed waiting and the sandpaper grinding in his throat made everything worse. A huge paw was raised in the air above her head and two of the fingers came together. In a quick and swift motion a noise was created by applying pressure and release.

The snap woke up her from her deer in headlights mode and the little kemata shook her head. " Yes hello! Welcome to the island! You must be new, there's no way I grew up on this island with you and not ran across you. Nope no way. Anyways my name is Alouna and this here is Nappa! She's sweet but please dont eat her or... me for that matter. Welcome again and this place is called --. "

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MH Basheil 2

Kematas: Basheil/Bash or “He/Him” Location: Red Wind Hills Activity: Monster Hunting Monster Depicted: Green Slime Word Count: 415

Clearly the two Green Slimes that he had decimated earlier weren’t the only culprits. It was a small feat when bash went back to town proudly talking about how he managed to easily get rid of two of them which originally was only one; but to find out there were hundreds of these gross little sacs of ... slime. The Inn keeper rewarded him handsomely for killing one two of them but also notified him that there were more and they came out at night mainly. So there he was, once again making his way to the Red Wind Hills in hopes that the ‘many more’ wasn’t really many and just one cloning it’s self over and over. To say that Basheil crouched was an understatement since he was so massive, his crouch to the ground was as if a normal Kemata was walking right besides him. He snuck on top of the ridge peaking over the other side at the little valley, a little valley that seemed to sway under the moon light. Yeah this was way worse than what he had originally thought. Lost in his own thoughts his little gecko pack chittered among them selves before pipping up. “ You should just run through it, like you’re so big and strong and they are just... jelly. “ Just Jelly he thought to himself, it wasn’t a bad idea. He could just plow through everything and probably kill most of them in the first run through, truly couldn’t be harder than that. What stopped him in his tracks was how the first Slime he encountered ended up splitting when it was stressed out. What if each one of them when they noticed him coming split into two themselves and then giving them an ample amount of time maybe one minute and they would be splitting yet again? Bash understood now why they were having such a hard time dealing with these pests on their own. But wait, he could sit up here just over the edge and make noises to attract one or two at a time, that surely would work right? It’d be a long slow process of elimination but it would be effective. Bash ducked down and started to make small chirps and his little gecko buddies chimed in making small hisses and little throat croaks which were kinda adorable. Within minutes the first slime reached the top of the little hill and started to roll down right into a trap.

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MH Basheil 1

Kematas: Basheil/Bash or “He/Him” Location: Red Wind Hills Activity: Monster Hunting Monster Depicted: Green Slime Word Count: 411

Basheil grumbled to himself when he reached the flowing hills covered in red poppies. This was supposed to be a small vacation for him but when he came to the village Inn asking for a bedroom, the owner was complaining and expressing ungodly amount of stress over all the slime that have come out since the last rain fall. Being apart of the Regalia Guild has taught him to never turn his back when it comes to helping others rather you’re ‘off duty’ or not. So there he was, staring out in the rolling fields and hills with his little backpack on that housed all three of his precious geckos and his hair all braided up perfectly and tucked away. There, a little blob of bright green just sloshed up from some of the flowers off to the right hand side and Basheil with great pride let out a loud roar like howl signaling the hunt. His little gecko friends all screeched with him to add onto the intimidation and off Bash’s appendages took him. It took little to no time for him to reach the spot he saw the thing, but... it was not present anymore. Hmm. “ THEEEEERRRRREEEEEE!!!!!! “ One of the geckos screeched and he whipped his head around to see the little blob bouncing in the opposite direction attempting to escape it’s impending doom and demise. He growled at how tricky a single celled creature could be, who knew they actually might have some drive? Because clearly there is no brain matter to them at all, no nervous system nothing. How poor and unfortunate that must be for them. “ What the hell? “ The brute stopped in his tracks as he came upon the creature because it started to wiggle violently almost like it was being pulled in all different directions. He looked down at it in question and the gecko trio were pressed at the glass staring in curiosity too. *POP* A loud noise took all four by surprise causing a small jerk in their stilled bodies. The slime had.... divided? Now there were two, each one had one eye and half of a mouth; could they really get any grosser than they already were? Each half looked at him towering over them before they decided to split up with one heading into the left and the other bobbing to the right, surely they didn’t think they could really get away... right? They were so slow!

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A story best told behind closed doors

Warning. This story is NSFW and has gore and sacrifice wrote in it. Please read at your own caution and comfortability. I am not liable for how this story effects you rather it’s negative or positive. So please again read at your own caution. (Z) - Zzarion’s Speech (B) - Bernadette’s Speech

Bernadette couldn’t eat much that night due to the over growing anxiety and knots forming in her lower abdomen from the surprise that was revealed. It made her really think hard about her mate and how much she did not know about him or his past yet he knew so much of hers? It wasn’t a matter of her just talking about herself, no she had asked him of things and he barely grazes over some of them and just doesn’t really explain. Zzarion’s responses were always yes, no, who knows. So to hear about how he was once married to another Kemata was a shocker but not too big of one, but... to hear he was married to one of the most ruthless Kematas that have a huge bounty on their heads was a home run out of the stadium for her to comprehend. As everyone finished their plates and sat with full bellies, Bernie stood up and collected the empty plates and headed towards the kitchen to start cleaning them. “ (Z) You missed one. “ His voice was soft and deep, he was very cautious to offer the plate that was hers which still had all her food on it barely even touched. “ (Z) Are you wanting to save this for later? I can put it in the fridge. “ She turned to face away from him and at the sink so she could steady herself without showing her emotions. “ (B) Ah, yes. I’ll uhm.. I’ll put it away don’t worry about it. “ There was no movement, no response from him as he just stood there behind her, nervousness got the best of her and the hairs along her back started to perk and stand up, she bit hard on the inside of her cheek to try to stop it from happening but it was way too late, the blood that was drawn was just moments shy of working in her favor. “ (Z) Go upstairs. I’ll take care of everything. “ It wasn’t a favor. It wasn’t a suggestion. This was an order and she dropped the plate she had in her hands into the sink and swiftly made her way out of the room to flee upstairs. Embarrassed that he saw any emotion from her but good she closed the door hastily behind herself and started to fidget. Her body had dropped to all fours and she was pacing back and forth in front of the bed they had shared for a few months now. His paws were never soft, you could hear him from a mile away and him coming up the stairs was absolute fear, it sent her on the farthest edges of feral that she’s been since she was young and on the streets. These were new feelings that never before had been felt and they were not welcomed the least bit. Her ears were pinned back and her tail twitched between her legs as the door opened to reveal her mate. Zzarion stood in the door way studying her for a moment before stepping into the room and with slow delicate movements he pushed the door close behind him and gestured to the bed “ (Z) Please sit down. “ And she followed his commands with eyes still fixed on him. They were wild and untamed and he knew what he would need to say to her and how to say it so she would not do anything rash. As she climbed on the bed and sat down he noticed her tail was still twitching and her ears flicked back every so often, his body moved feet in front of her and he sat down on the floor at the foot of the bed. “ (Z) I was maybe sixteen years old when I met Mirela and she was seventeen. We were young and thought we loved each other. Back then she was not the Kemata she is today, the one who has killed others for the sake of her ‘gods’. “ He paused studying her before he went on. “ (Z) We met at a training facility for the Lux Concord Faction and I thought she was cool because I had never seen a Kemata who had a snake for a tail let alone a living snake that has it’s own thought process and mannerisms. My family pressed me to find a wife at a young age because that was what they were raised on; setting goals at a young age to prosper into adulthood with and to produce babies for the cause. She had no family what so ever so I felt obligated to be there for her because what is a Kemata if you don’t have family? “ Another pause and he could tell that she was getting restless sitting there, she would shift from putting her weight on one side to the other and her tail now started to swish atop the fitted sheets. He took a deep breath and went on none the less. “ (Z) We spent a couple years after that doing a lot of stuff together, we were by each other’s side for most of the days until she was called upon by some long lost family member, someone i had no recollection of or was even made aware to. We got married and not soon after she disappeared for days on end. It started out with a weekend she was gone visiting this ‘person’ she knew, then after a year it went to weeks on end then to months I would not see her. She came back one day and told me she was done and could not go on being with me. I was confused. I was hurt. I needed answers so when she gathered what little things she had I followed her along with my father. She went south very south, we found ourselves in the swamps, an area I have never went before. She was living in an old tree trunk with a few other Kematas that did not seem to fit her style of friends. “ He slowly moved closer to Bernadette, gauging how close he could inch before she would pull away which was about a foot and a half. Rear on the floor still but his front half was resting on the end of the bed. She had slinked back towards the pillows a bit to give both of them space. “ We watched her for a few days until she did what we deemed to be the worst you ever could do. I noticed she was getting a lot fatter and plumper the last few times i saw her and when she left she looked like she put on some weight. Don’t get me wrong, I know when you’re in a happy relationship you gain weight, it’s inevitable hell i’ve gained so much weight since i’ve been with you thus far. But she was gaining it in just her stomach and it didn’t click till that night. She was pregnant and it was our kits in there. The grim realization almost made me want to sprint from our hiding spot and wrap my arms around her, how exciting I was to be a father and I had no idea! But my father held me back, because we had followed her into a small clearing, where she laid down on a stone table that had red candles lit up in black fire and a ring of white mushrooms stained by the dripping wax. I was confused but my father pointed towards the far end of the clearing where the trees wove together creating a thick blanket of spanish moss. Something started to push it’s way through it. We saw a light colored Kemata with two sets of wings appear to be floating with no movement in the body come out, it had a razor sharp unicorn horn and piercing eyes. It was a sacred Kemata, the most regal of us, me nor father had ever seen one and we thought they were just stories and fairy tales to put kits to bed. ” Zzarion looked down at the bed sheets trying to hide his emotions the best he could before he went on. “ (Z) The sacred kemata used her horn to make a long lateral incision on her stomach and reached into Mirela removing her uterus. You could see the kits squirming inside of the tube like sack, they were alive and it looked as if there were maybe three in there. The thing then ripped it from her body and took the delicate part into her mouth and snapped her teeth closed on each part that moved or squirmed. I started to vomit and it attracted everyone’s attention to our spot and we had to flee...” Everything stopped. She could see tears welling and spilling down his fluffy cheeks, rolling off and dampening the sheets they slept on. Without thinking she found herself crawling over to him and cradling his face into her chest, nuzzling her cheek against the top of his head between his ears. “ (B) I don’t know what to say, I’m so sorry that happened Z...” He sniffled and pulled away from her and looked at her face “ (Z) I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but it’s something that will forever haunt me till my last breath, I don’t want anything like that to happen to you because you’re so very special to me. Bernadette, I love you. I have never felt this way with Mirela or anyone else for that matter and you mean the world to me. I don’t want to lose you because of me not jumping to tell you my past. “ He had never said anything like that to her nor had he professed his feelings like this, she started to sob uncontrollably and pressed her forehead to his, resting her nose against his broad snout. “ (B) I... I love you too, and i’m here for you no matter what. I want to know everything about you but I wont press, I’m not going anywhere. I promise. “ He stood up and wrapped her in a bear hug before she pulled him down into the bed where they spent the night caressing each other’s bodies and whispering sweet nothings with coos here and there. They didn’t realize they had talked all the way into the wee hours of the morning till the birds started to sing and the window lit up light blue.