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Marco was about to say something about the two of them, when he too heard the sound. He sniffed the air and then let off a soft growl before readying his bow just in case it was something dangerous. Black Elk raised a hand and said, "Sounds like a deer. Marco, you go back up the path and wait. Tisha, behind that large tree. I'll go down to the stream and spook it out toward you. Shoot it when you see it but don't shoot me!" He let out a hissing chuckle and spurred his horse down toward the water.

Tisha moved to the tree, slipping behind it on Snowflake, her eyes watching the path that Black Elk took after a look down the path as Marco headed down some more. She'd rather be looking up here at him as well as having her eyes turned up for the deer. Her body shifted on Snowflake's back, her slight agitation transferring to her mount who stomped a foot down before settling in to wait for the meat to come to them. Tisha held her arm out with the crossbow, and pulled out another bolt and held it ready to put into the crossbow after the first shot was off.

They waited, all was still, the forest seeming to have gone dead around them, and then...Black Elk's voice crying out something in Indian and the sound of a large animal crashing through the woods. A large buck popped out of the forest and onto the path, looked both ways and then turned and bounded for Tisha's tree, intent on heading into the woods past it. Marco exploded from down the path, chasing it toward her as he watched her move to take it down.

Tisha lifted her arm a little more and waited, giving the buck a chance to get closer to her, then shot the bolt in her crossbow, then quickly reloaded and shot the second one before leaning back a little on Snowflake. The mare backed up a few steps as Tisha grabbed out a couple more bolts, and fit one into the crossbow, her eyes narrowed as she watched the buck take a few more steps towards her, then stumble and fall down on itself.

Marco brought Brute up a few paces away and glanced down at the buck as Black Elk and his horse came back up from the direction of the stream, "Excellent shots, Tisha. I saw it from the trees." He grinned, smiling at her warmly and saying, "Just like old times. Let's get this beast hooked up. I'll take him back and start cleaning and skinning and all of that, then get a fire built in the smokehouse and hang the meat. You two go on and do whatever you want."

Tisha smiled and nodded, then stashed her bolt into her quiver before unfastening the bolt that was set in it and replacing it into the quiver. She dismounted, then looked at the rack of antlers gracing the head of the buck. "His meat will need some softening up. Just look how big his antlers are!" She tied the hindlegs of the buck together, then grinned. "You know, Marco, we could go to the watering hole on one horse. Snowflake could carry the meat home."

Marco grinned at her and Black Elk made a playful, exasperated noise. He grinned then and shook his head, "Go on you two. You're almost as bad as Theron and Bri. I'll get the deer tied and put on Snowflake and take them back to the house like I said." Hhe smiled and moved to take over for Tisha with the work she was doing.

Marco nodded, "Sounds like a plan to me. Hop up Tish..."

Tisha smiled at her friend, then hurried to Marco and swung up behind him using his arm as leverage. "Just make sure to pull my bolts out at the house, and clean them. We need to conserve them as much as possible," she called over her shoulder to Black Elk as she buried her face against Marco's back, inhaling his unique, slightly musky scent. A pleasant shiver raced through her, but Marco was in full control of Brute, who didn't move an inch until his new rider told him to head out. "I'll show you the upper way to the watering hole, so you can see what I used to do when I was younger. And what we'll do one of these days," she said into his ear, pointing up the way Black Elk had gone towards the stream.

Marco smiled when he felt her weight settle in behind him. He waited for her to finish talking to Black Elk, then, with a gentle press of his knees, he headed Brute toward the stream where she led. He smiled back at her for a moment, having felt her shiver against him while she held onto him. "I wish it were possible already, but I suppose I can wait a bit longer." He smirked and winked at her, greatly enjoying her being pressed to his back as they rode on down the trail that Brute followed without barely any direction from Marco.

All of the horses knew the trail up to the heights that lead to the jumping point for the watering hole, just as they knew the way down to the bottom to wait for their riders. Tisha was excited to show him the area that was reserved for moments like this, to jump into the cool water after a long, hot tiring day of hunting or gathering. After a few more minutes of the trail, the trees fell away, leaving a beautiful view of blue skies and a handful of mountains in the distance. The clearing they entered wasn't large by any means, but also, it wasn't tiny. It fit a nice middle ground, giving them plenty of room to dismount and strip down and Tisha grinned up at Marco.

Marco pulled Brute in to a stop at the top of the clearing above the watering hole. He sighed out as he gazed around it. How could he have lived at the foot of such beauty all his life and not realized that it was there? If there was one thing he could be thankful for about the power outage, it was getting him together with Tisha, and getting him up on this mountain with her. Yes, he was very thankful. He smiled back at her and then said, "So, shall we dismount up here?"

Tisha leaned against his back for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, but make sure Brute waits up here. We can't come back up for our clothes," she replied with a grin. Grabbing hold of his arm, she swung herself down off Brute's back and started to strip down to her bra and panties, her hoodie holding all her things in it, including her hand crossbow and quiver of bolts. Taking the end of the piece of rope she had, she tied her clothes up, then looked to Marco. "Bundle your clothes up and tie them with this rope. Put your crossbow in it too, then sling the rope over Brute's back. He'll meet us at the watering hole below."

Marco nodded as he slipped down off the horse, and stripped off his t-shirt and then his jeans. He tied the legs of the jeans together, then folded them over and stuffed his shirt, shoes and crossbow, quiver and knife, into the jeans, then cinched it shut with the rope and slung it over the horses' back as well. They both stood in their underwear at the top of the hill, and once their stuff was on the animal, Brute let out a whinney and headed off to meet them at the bottom. Marco grinned over at her, "Ok, any particular way to jump in? How deep is it?"

Tisha smiled as she licked her lips, walking slowly over to the ledge. "You can dive in, jump in, cannonball. Whatever suits your mood. I've never gone down deep enough to find out just how deep the hole is. But I've never broken a leg or arm or anything jumping in." She held out her hand to him, inviting him closer to the ledge to look down into the water below them. "I don't jump from here, because the stream feeds into the hole from here, so there's always a chance of rocks and stuff at this point, plus the downward rush of water could drag you under." Tugging him behind her, she found the footpath around the ledge and then the path ended, green lush grass springing up around her feet and his paws. "I usually jump from over here. The water is calmer and, as you can see, much clearer."

Marco nodded, looking down into the water from the top where the stream was, then he turned and walked with her down to the side of the edge, where there was a place that had clearly been used to jump before. The grass was long and tickled his fur though, and he smiled at her warmly, "Looks delicious. You know I can't wait until we can forget the clothing?" He grinned and then winked, before letting go of her hand and simply throwing himself off of the lip and into the water below, forming into a perfect dive on the way down.

Tisha watched as he dove into the water, smiling to herself as she watched his graceful movements. She gave him enough time to swim out of the way, then jumped in, feet first. Her feet pointed as she went in, cleanly splitting the water as she sank into the cool water, then kicked herself upwards to nearly jump up out of the water. She flung her head back, her hair flying up and over her head, sending droplets of water out in a rainbow over her. She swam over to the edge of the watering hole, Brute already grazing there, giving them time to swim and play in the water.

Marco popped to the surface just before she did, and watched as she dove off the ledge. He laughed when her hair sprayed him with water, then he headed for the shore too. He caught up to her as she neared it, and he touched down her back as he passed her, then turned and swam the other direction, laughing a bit. This was fun, being able to forget the world and simply concentrate on what was happening in the moment, in this case, playing with your lover in a watering hole.

Feeling his paw running down her back, she gave a squeal and turned on him, chasing him through the water. She knew that he would never hurt her, even if the touch was a hair different than the normal touches they shared, more... intimate. Swimming after him she reached out and drew her fingers through his fur, catching him on the thigh before diving under the water and swimming off. Both her legs kicked as she swam, making her look like a scaleless mermaid.

He laughed loudly as she caught up to him, and then he turned and dove after her, chasing her down into the depths until she turned and headed up. He followed, but as he came up below her, he grabbed her ankles and slowly stroked his fingers up her skin. He touched until he was brushing around her hips, then he slipped them up her sides as he broke the surface. He nosed about the back of her neck and licked her softly, "Mmm... I love you..."

Tisha gave a slight start as she felt his paws wrapping around her ankles, but they moved up just fast enough to stall her from freaking out, and just slow enough to build a fire within her. A shudder of pleasure filled her as she felt his nose dragging slowly up her neck followed by his tongue. She turned around in his arms, her own arms slipping around his neck. "And I love you, Marco." She pressed her nose into his neck, nuzzling him and inhaling his scent as she tread water as she held onto him.

Marco kept nuzzling her softly, then let her turn about in his arms and he smiled into her face, as she held onto him. His smile was warm and loving as his hands held onto her waist as well, and he said softly, "I wish we didn't have to wait." He sighed, "But I will. As long as we can share moments like this, I'll be content till the wedding." His fingers played with the skin on her sides and stroked up and down softly.

Tisha smirked lightly, pressing her lips against his for a moment. "We can have all the moments like these as we want, Marco. And it means alot to me that you're willing to wait until we can get married. I really don't want to get branded within the tribe as a loose woman. Once that happens, any guy could use me, whenever he wanted to." She wiggled against him as she felt his paws stroking up and down her sides.

He looked at her with raised eyebrows as she told him what it would mean if she gave herself to him early. He nodded, "I wouldn't want that either, as much as I wish we could be with one another earlier. Still, this is worth it." He smiled warmly, kissing her gently as she wiggled against him, pressing her bust against his chest. She didn't have overly large breasts, but they were enough to feel.

Tisha wrapped her arms around his neck, flicking her tongue over his nose playfully as she looked deeply into his eyes. "Some of the sand here is good for scrubbing the dirt off. This is actually better than the tubs for cleaning up, since the stream sends fresh water into the hole, and a being could go under that water to get rinsed off."

He sighed out and nodded, "Sounds like a plan to me, we might as well get clean while we're in the water. If you want, I'll get out and let you wash, and then, after you're done, I'll get in and do the same. Though I might take longer with my fur. Say... do the Lakota have rules about going naked before the wedding?" he laughed.

She gave a light slap to his shoulder as she grinned at him. "Not that I know of, but then again, I don't know all the rules, but they do have one that we're not supposed to be sleeping together, but I don't care about that, since we're not having sex. You're just holding me through the worst of the problems I have every night. Which I love," she said as she kissed him. "And appreciate. I washed up last night, so I don't need to today. And I didn't bring the smell pretty stuff with me," she grinned and winked at him before kissing him a little more deeply. "But I'll show you the sand to use."

He laughed and nodded, "Yeah, I just rinsed quick, so it would be a good idea for me to take care of scrubbing down." He grinned and shook his head, then let her go at last. He wouldn't push anything, and certainly wouldn't push her into anything she didn't want to do. After all, he loved her and he knew the emotional problems she might have if he did. He would wait, like any good groom would, and become her husband in the proper time.

Tisha grinned as she moved to show him where the good scrubbing sand was. She leaned towards him to kiss him as she stepped from the water, her bra and panties clinging to her body. She was just lucky enough that the lingerie was rather new, so they hadn't gotten worn and thin from repeated washes. She walked to a lush patch of grass under the sun, and lay on her back, letting the sun dry her off while she watched Marco and waited for him to emerge from the watering hole.

He let her go and watched her as she went to climb out of the water. He swam around a bit more, before swimming over as well and then climbing out of the water, standing, dripping wet from all of his fur and grinning, before he shook off, "Ok, so where is this sand so that I can scrub down and get clean? I'm sure you've had enough of hugging a dirty husky and you would prefer a clean one."

Tisha grinned as she rose to her feet and walked over, giving him an eyeful of her gentle curves. Stepping just a foot or so into the water, she crouched down and picked up a handful of the sand, then let it run through her hand a couple times. "This sand here is what you use to wash. While it seems silly to use sand, the granules of sand actually act as a scrubbing agent to get the ingrained dirt out." She looked up at him from her crouched position, a smile on her lips again. "And I would LOVE a clean husky to cuddle against."

He followed her back over to the water and stepped in to where she said, looking at the sand she held up and then nodding, "Alright, I'll go get clean then so that you'll have a good clean husky to cuddle." He let her walk away and then, since he was under the water, he stripped off his boxers and tossed them up onto the beach, then he scooped up some of the sand and began to rub it over his fur.

As she went back to the sunny patch of grass, she had to push Brute's nose out of the way, patting the black stallion lightly as she laid down on her stomach this time, letting the sun dry off her backside and the seat of her panties. She lay there, waiting for Marco, then rolled onto her back when she saw that he was ready to come out of the water. A flush covered her cheeks as she imagined him emerging in nothing but the fur.

The thing with Marco was that even with no clothing on, his pubic tuft easily covered his shaft, so there was really nothing to see of him that couldn't be seen with his boxers on, except his ass. He climbed up out of the water and then bent to lift his boxers, which had dried nicely where he had tossed them. He shook off, making his fur puff out in all directions, then he stepped into and pulled his pants up his legs and seated them about his waist.

Tisha smiled as she stood up, unfastening her clothes from the rope still draped over Brute, then handed Marco his. Before he got a chance to get dressed, she stepped forward, inhaling his scent, so fresh and clean as she nuzzled into his neck. "Much better," she teased him. "You smell like a husky and not like the sweat and dirt we've been accumulating over the last few days. I like the real scent of you."

He laughed and shook his head, "I could have said the same about you last night." He grinned and then took his clothes from her and proceeded to get dressed, then waited for her to do so as well. Once the two of them were fully dressed, he mounted Brute and helped her up behind him, then said, "Just follow the stream back to the cabin?"

Tisha dressed quickly enough, then mounted up behind Marco, wrapping her arms around his waist, and breathing deeply of his scent. "Just tell Brute to take us home. He'll take the right path. The stream is up through the hills from here, and we're actually closer to getting back to the cabin from here than going up there and heading back through all of that. Besides, I found some more of those carrots and onions and cucumbers that Black Elk pointed out to us earlier from right around here, and I want to get them back for dinner tonight."

"Ok" he said with a smile, turning to Brute and saying, "Go home, Brute." At which point the horse started walking, heading of his own accord down a path to the left of the stream. That path wound its way down slowly, until they came out a short while later at the back edge of the property, where it met the line of trees. From the smokehouse, a tall line of smoke could be seen going up, and Black Elk was carrying a bucket away from the cleaning area for the animals, with a shovel in hand. They had to bury the scraps that were unusable or they would have wild animals coming in to get them.