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A single horn spiraled upward through her curls on the left side of her head, though the nub of her right horn was completely hidden. “Well, Reena, you wouldn’t have to put up with your parents having a happy relationship IF YOU’D FINALLY MOVE OUT!”\n\n\t”Ugh!” The black-and-white-furred, female tauren spun on her hoof and stomped back into the house without another word.\n\n\tDrenan and Lyrah exchanged glances, then snickered before sharing another kiss. “I hope she knows I don’t mean that,” Lyrah murmured.\n\n\t”She knows. I have assured her of it before,” Drenan said. “She is only eighteen and passionate as of yet. It is not as easy to leave home as it once was when you were fifteen.”\n\n\tLyrah sighed. “I know, I know… I just kinda miss not having to wear clothes around here, y’know?”\n\n\t”That was when Datch was a baby,” Drenan laughed.\n\n\t”[i]So[/i]? 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\tTalador’s sunrise never got old.  Drenan was up bright and early to watch it most mornings, seated on his front porch while absently running his hand through a seasoned Kacheya’s feathers.  A small table with parchment and a pen were set up nearby, and his ornate spear leaned against the nearby wall.  A thin pair of shorts gave him comfort on most warm mornings, and without close neighbors, he was thankful not to need more.  Streaks of brilliant silver ran all throughout his mane and the thick hair that adorned his chin and face, and several smatterings of it had appeared in his chest fur in recent years.  The old bull lifted a mug to his lips and gulped down a swallow of warm kafa.

\t”Care for some company?”

\tDrenan turned and smiled, gesturing at an empty chair nearby.  “Please.”

\tLyrah chuckled as the front screen door swung shut behind her.  The curvaceous shaman had added a bit to her curves over the years, and only two single, silver streaks had been added to her own mane; one down her bangs, and another interwoven with her braid.  A fluffy bathrobe hugged her chubby form, but rather than take the offered seat, Lyrah cheekily planted her rump in her husband’s lap instead.  “Hope you don’t mind me bugging you.  I usually try and give you some quiet time in the mornings.”

\t”I do not mind at all,” rumbled the bull, hugging her lovingly to his body.  “I needed some fresh air this morning.”

\t”You and me both,” she admitted, nuzzling his mane absently as she watched the sun slowly rise above the eastern horizon.  “This season change is killing me.  I’ve been sneezing nonstop.”

\t”It will get better,” he reassured her, giving her a subtle squeeze.  “As long as your gardens are worth the allergens.”

\tLyrah gazed out happily at the multitude of colorful flowers she’d planted around their home.  “They’re so prettyyyyyyyy… I guess they’re worth it.”

\t”If you need a break from weeding the gardens, I can-“

\t”Nope, don’t even think about it.  I can handle my own gardens, thank you.”

\tThe bull stiffened a bit.  “I can still handle doing a little weeding-“

\t”So?!  Drenan, you’re over a century old now, give it a rest!”

\tDrenan laughed.  “I still have a few good decades left ahead of me.  Speaking of youth, any letters from Datch this morning?”

\t”Actually, yeah.”  Lyrah pulled a letter from her bathrobe, letting the fabric hang open just a bit, knowing it’d catch her husband’s eye as she handed him the letter.  “He didn’t have much to say, but he said he’d be back home in another week to visit and talk to us about something important.  He seems to really like Thunder Bluff.”

\t”Hmmh, good for him,” Drenan agreed and scanned the letter.  “He must enjoy it after five years living there.  It has gotten awfully quiet without him around.”  After a short pause, Drenan sighed and added, “I miss our son.”

\t”Me too.  It’s still too quiet for my taste without Datch around,” Lyrah admitted.  “Buuut… we can always make things a bit louder, hmm?”

\tDrenan glanced at her open robe, then up at Lyrah, then smiled as he pulled her down into a hungry kiss.  Lyrah squeaked and giggled just before returning it, and she couldn’t resist slipping a hand between his legs.

\tThen, a sound from behind the screen door caught their attention, followed by, “BY. THE.  EARTHMOTHER, EW!  GET A ROOM YOU TWO!”

\tWithout skipping a beat, Lyrah’s head spun around to look at the teenage, female tauren standing in the doorway with a look of exaggerated disgust on her face.  Unlike her parents, her fur pattern was mostly charcoal black with splotches of white, not unlike a common Elwynn cow, all over her.  A shock of bright white hair was perched above her head in tight, natural curls, though those same azure eyes stared intensely back at her parents.  A single horn spiraled upward through her curls on the left side of her head, though the nub of her right horn was completely hidden.  “Well, Reena, you wouldn’t have to put up with your parents having a happy relationship IF YOU’D FINALLY MOVE OUT!”

\t”Ugh!”  The black-and-white-furred, female tauren spun on her hoof and stomped back into the house without another word.

\tDrenan and Lyrah exchanged glances, then snickered before sharing another kiss.  “I hope she knows I don’t mean that,” Lyrah murmured.

\t”She knows.  I have assured her of it before,” Drenan said.  “She is only eighteen and passionate as of yet.  It is not as easy to leave home as it once was when you were fifteen.”

\tLyrah sighed.  “I know, I know… I just kinda miss not having to wear clothes around here, y’know?”

\t”That was when Datch was a baby,” Drenan laughed.

\t”So?  It’s my house, and voices of objection are annoying.”

\tDrenan chuckled.  “I actually do not think either Datch or Reena would object to that.  You and I have taught them nothing but body positivity.”

\tLyrah blushed.  “Yeah, well… I’ve gone twenty years keeping up the illusion that their dad isn’t also my dad, and that’s already complicated enough… and that we’re not, like, super freaky.”

\t”You fear that Datch might be drawn to you as you were to me?” Drenan pressed in a teasing fashion.

\t”The thought has crossed my mind,” Lyrah admitted.  “But I’m not, like, gonna encourage it, y’know?  And I guess I wouldn’t really blame Reena, but you’re still all mine, and I’d rather she get some world experience first anyway.”

\t“Agreed,” Drenan said reluctantly.  “So long as she can handle herself.”

\t”She can.  She’s our girl,” Lyrah assured him with a smile.

\tDrenan laughed and looked back out at the rising sun.  He handed his kafa to Lyrah to give her a few sips, then finished the rest himself.  “I was figuring I would hunt this morning.  Would you like to accompany me today?  Assuming the tribe does not require your presence, that is.”

\tLyrah waved a dismissive hand.  “Talla and Saratha have things under control right now.  I’m glad they called me in for that gronn incident last week, but they’re capable.  I’ll make my usual appearance tomorrow.  And besides….”  Lyrah glanced back at the front door, then dropped her voice to a whisper.  “I love our house, buuuuuut if a hunting trip gets me some quiet time with… Daddy….”

\tEven after almost thirty years of hearing Lyrah call him that as a lover, Drenan’s shorts tightened immediately.  Lyrah squeaked as he stood, hefting her right into his arms without skipping a beat.  The two kissed once more before Drenan walked right off their front porch and carried Lyrah into the woods, the shaman giggling all the while.  Drenan’s last act was to calmly step out of his shorts, while Lyrah’s was to toss her bathrobe over a nearby tree branch before disappearing into the forest, naked and locked in a loving embrace.

\tInside the house, Reena had retreated to the living room for a while in an effort to distract herself from her parents’ antics… at least until she heard a knock on the front door.  “If you guys locked yourselves out again…” she muttered and flung open the front door… and froze in shock.

\tA large, handsome tauren male with a medium brown fur took up most of the door frame, complementing the cascade of milk chocolate hair that made up his wild, untamed mane, broken up by a pristine pair of upward-turned ivory horns.  His stature nearly rivaled his father’s, and the meager vest, stitched from enchanted leaves, did little to hide the natural musculature beneath it.  Among the milk chocolate mane peered a pair of bright azure eyes, staring back into Reena’s cheerfully, and a wide smile appeared on his face as he threw his arms wide.  “Heya, Reena!  Miss me?”

\tReena swallowed hard, taking a moment to compose herself.  “Datch!” she cried, then launched herself onto her older brother in a fierce hug.  “Welcome home!”

\tDatch smiled and returned his cow-furred sister’s emphatic embrace, even spinning her around once before setting her back down.  “It’s good to be home.”
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