Dreamwalker of the Eastern Sea

|"But fate has already shown me the one I want." |

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¬ THIS CHAPTER HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT.

If anyone is uncomfortable or easily put off by sexual content then I suggest skipping over the section which will be marked, do not read the chapter or exit the book entirely. The mature rating for the story should be a warning enough. I will put this above the section where the mature content will take place. You have been warned.

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They say when the feeling is right or when the atmosphere churns- then you know when to take action. It started off innocent enough- a small bump of the shoulder, a pat to the leg by a passing tuff of a tail, a quick glance turned into a longing stare. Initially it was only a normal relationship- Sequoia played her part as a tentative student, even though she had no interest in becoming anything more than a healer under the insight of Mo'at, but it seemed within these passing months- the plan changed. Well not exactly changed for she still chased the role of aid with a confident gait but her attention had wondered.

It began three weeks into the lessons of pa'li riding. Since the destruction of the Omaticaya's kelutral- most direhorses they had either died in the falling of the massive home tree or ran off further into the forest where they never returned. Not that they would be able to considering they weren't in the same area anymore, which left the blue flute clan with a shortage of pa'li. Meaning when it came time to teach, instead of having direhorses used specifically for training purposes- most had to share the land beasts in rotation.

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Fa'Meuia held the straps of the harness in hand while Sequoia side-eyed the pa'li. "You will learn to ride the pa'li. This one is Yipo- she belongs to one of the elders who helps with the stalls." Yipo gave a yip at the sound of her name which the hunter smiled at. "She is gentle, most pa'li are. They reflect their riders in ways. I chose the easiest for you to-"

"I know how to ride." Sequoia came around to the front to tighten the front of the harness, taking Fa'Meuia by surprise. "How? If you haven't riden one before, then where did you learn?" The woman moved to the side to adjust the saddle. "Where I came from, far beyond your world we have animals similar to the pa'li. Except they aren't blue with under-bellies the color of dust," Sequoia dipped down to pull at the straps on the underside of the direhorse. Fa'Meuia ducked down to her level on the other side of Yipo. "They come is many colors and patterns. Brown like soil, dry dirt, mud, and bark. Tan like the stones found near the waterholes, or the inner wood of hometree. White like the seeds of the sacred tree. Black to match the hide of the palulukan," Moving again, now out of sight, Fa'Meuia grew confused until he stood up to see Sequoia had mounted the pa'li with ease of a seasoned rider. "And red-orange like clay. Some grow big enough to tower over their riders while others remain as small as a tapirus." Sequoia pulled her queue forward and pulled Yipo's back in which she connected together to seal the bond. Fa'Meuia gazed at her serene composer and felt that the roles were now reversed with him being the student and her being the teacher.

"They only walk the earth with four legs," The pa'li moved forward and Fa'Meuia followed directly beside them. "And have fur that covers it's whole body." Sequoia patted the hindquarters of Yipo, causing the direhorse to take off. The night before had opened up to sheets of rain which left the area for riding muddy- not that the pa'li complained considering rain brought bugs which were added treats to their yummy nectar filled vase flowers. Unfortunately for Fa'Meuia when Yipo took off that meant the oh-so delicious mud was kicked up and splattered all over his front in heavy sheets. The woman directed the pa'li to take a sharp turn around the log before prancing back to her teacher who tried freeing his tongue of the sediment goop. Fa'Meuia spared a glare towards his student who chuckled beneath her breath. "If you knew how to ride why not say something earlier? We are days into the lesson."