Raven Tide
8: Patch🔥(Chyani)

Was someone singing?

I stepped out into Venom Heart’s central hallway still groggy from sleeping in. It had been two days since we escaped the Iddril and we were still another day away from the nearest jump point.

A deep sultry voice serpentined throughout the metal corridors. It was a strange hypnotic melody composed of smooth rolling clicks and inhuman overlapping octaves.

It was Raven Tide singing in the med bay.

Was there such a thing as a male siren? If there was, I understood why sailors were mesmerized.

He spun and smiled with his mandibles high and arched when I entered.

It was hard to imagine that only forty-eight hours ago he was a bloody mess on the floor instructing me on triage before I hoisted him onto a hover lift and dumped him into a giant tube in the med bay filled with glowing blue ooze.

He was light on his gigantic lizard feet and stripped of his armor, excluding his gauntlet and loincloth.

“I see you’re feeling better,” I stepped closer when he raised my hand in the air, bidding me to dance with him.

His movements and pitch were perfectly timed. I couldn’t help but join him and giggle when the tips of his long white quills tickled my cheeks.

“Yes!” Raven Tide switched his tune into my language. “I have eaten and showered. Are you hungry? There are boiled eggs.”

“A little but I have trouble eating first thing.”

It was peculiar seeing this side of him. He mentioned razkurs had a connection with sound but I had no idea he was capable of being this lively.

What was it like being raised by, what I imagine, were two very different species?

He continued singing and spun me around him. It was like he was made of pure whirling light.

Once, when I was nineteen I hooked up with a lead singer in a punk band. Not my usual. I discovered why groupies go wild and what the advantages were of having a partner with good rhythm.

Of course, the next morning I found out he was lying about his age and being single. Jerk turned out to be forty and married with three kids. Some pleasantries can only be enjoyed briefly and in the moment.

Raven Tide pulled me tight and twirled me loose, then he turned to something he had been tinkering with on the counter.

“Do you eat eggs, shells and all too?” I panted, catching my breath.

“Yes,” he returned to me and settled down. “Yautja like meat, Razkurs eat bones.”

He chomped at me playfully a few times in the air.

“I see,” I straightened out with a deep exhale. “The best of both worlds.”

“Definitely,” Raven Tide chittered, then he touched the end of my crimped right arm.

“I don’t have anything onboard compatible with your tech to make repairs,” His voice was calm and sincere, and without pity. “But it could easily be remade on my homeworld, Sahei. However, we’re not heading there right now.”

“It’s alright, it was a fair trade,” I patted his arm. “Those plugs needed to be pulled and I needed to stop the gears. No real harm was done. Sure, it’s a little frustrating not having my dominant hand but I know how to get by without it. ”

“There is another option,” Raven Tide held up a fist-sized octagon cylinder. “It’s a Regeneration Coil. It’s specially designed for regenerating limbs. We’ve tested it on razkurs and a few other species. It works. I just have to dial it down to half speed.”

“I...” my stomach seized up. I haven’t had a real arm since I was fourteen.

“You don’t have to, I won’t be offended.”

“That little thing?” I stared at the inert chunk of metal. “Just like that, I’ll get my arm back?”

“Yes.”

“No more daily diagnostics, refittings, upgrades, insurance officers making me sign hundreds of legal forms...” I had to state it out loud to wrap my head around what he was offering me.

“Not unless you lose the new one and don’t have another coil laying around,” Raven Tide chuckled.

“It took a long time to get used to this one,” I don’t know why I was terrified to say yes.

Raven Tide only smiled and placed the coil in my left hand.

For real..?

I nodded hard and had to wipe my eyes.

...

Raven Tide adjusted the exam table into a lounger formation and had me get comfortable in my shorts and sports bra. He also brought me a cup of water and a plate of hard-boiled eggs to snack on.

Piece by piece he gently disassembled and removed the remainder of my prosthetic limb.

“The coil is configured to compensate for fragments of lodged shrapnel and debris,” he explained. “It will separate and dislodge the surgically implanted parts painlessly without doing any harm.”

He hummed and clicked while he worked. I think he was trying to keep me calm.

It was working.

Then with an anticlimactic snap, the last piece came off.

Raven Tide’s claws pulled away, lingering along the faint scars streaking down my ribs

It had been years since the last time I had the artificial limb replaced.

My right shoulder felt vulnerable and cold, and there was too much air on my side.

I wanted to thank him for not asking what happened but that felt like an opportunity to prompt him into unwanted questions. From his silence and focus he must have understood this process was traumatic enough.

He got up and left the room briefly then returned with a light blanket. I didn’t realize that I was shivering.

“This will be cold,” Raven Tide broke the seal on a tube of clear jelly. “It will act as a conduit for the reconstructive components.”

He rubbed it over my flat shoulder and my teeth started chattering.

It was freezing!

“On second thought,” he smiled so wide his silver eyes narrowed shut. “Maybe I should outfit you with a thermo-veil.”

“What’s that?”

“The netting I wear,” he started to rise again. “There might be a smaller set around here somewhere.”

“That’s ok!” I caught his arm.

No way I’m going to walk around in head-to-toe fishnet!

“If you insist,” Raven Tide sat back down on his stool. “I bet it’d look really cute on you.”

I froze... and not because I was cold.

He picked up the octagon coil and rotated it in his hand. “This will...not be comfortable while it attaches. It’s quick but I can provide something to numb the area first. The coil will keep you numb on its own after it’s settled.”

“I think I’ll be ok,” I instinctively grabbed the side of the table.

“Sit up and stay still,” he pulled me to him and then thumbed an unseen button on the coil triggering it to unfurl like a sharp metal flower. Then he cupped the opening over my shoulder and the flat hinged end separated into hungry little incisors.

It bit in and it felt like exactly that!

I yelped and he let me hug his arm and cry silently into his bicep. The coil tightened and I wanted to scream but I breathed and let it sink in. Then magically the pain stopped and the coil contorted shut into a smooth metal patch.

“Is it... Done?”

“It’s attached,” Raven Tide nudged my face and stroked a stray hair off my face. “It will take several days for it to complete its job.”

“What do I do now?” I sat up touching the hard black metal coating my shoulder.

“Whatever you want. Probably not juggling.”

I shoved Raven Tide’s chest in jest. He didn’t budge but he snickered.

“The initial stage requires micro dosing your system with mild stimulants that’ll prevent you from being sleepy.”

“How much time till the jump?” I dangled my legs off the side of the exam table.

“Eighteen hours.”

“We could play chess or poker,” I looked around the room. “Do you have a deck of cards?”

“We could fuck.”

The room went quiet and I nearly choked on my own spit.

“...or not...” My eyes locked in place as I veered back and scooched my butt back across the table.

“You want to,” Raven Tide leaned forward, chittering amorously and never blinking. “Your scent has been broadcasting this to me repeatedly.”

I tucked my knees up and flipped around on the table, intending to jump off the other side but Raven Tide’s reflexes had him blocking my exit in a fraction of a second.

“It’s shouting it right now,” Raven Tide thrummed his chest and took a long inhale near my neck. “I like the way your heart flutters.”

“Fear can do those things too.”

Please let this be a silly miscommunication in humor!!!

“I have seen you, Chyani,” Raven Tide chortled while clicking his sharp white tusks together. “You are not afraid of me.”

My heart was rapping at my ribs like a rabid terrier fixated on flushing out a rat. Then I noticed an inconsistency. Despite all of Raven Tide’s growling, he refrained from making contact. Even his long mane of quills swayed inches away from my exposed skin.

I relaxed and let my legs unfold and hang off the table.

He gave me space and waited. “You see it too.”

“I can’t control the chemicals I make,” I huffed at him, wishing I could cross my arms. “Sometimes they just happen.”

“And I don’t take partners against their will,” Raven Tide hovered over me with his arms locked to the table on either side of me. “I was raised with very clear instructions. Females give straightforward signals when they want you.”

“Oh yeah,” I rolled my eyes. “And how’s that?”

“They tell you.”

My eyes darted at his, wide with skepticism. “Your parents told you this? And were you also raised in one big happy sex-positive household with a dog and a white picket fence?”

“Hmmm, no fence,” Raven Tide steered his eyes away in contemplation. “My parents mate frequently but I was raised inside a mountain and we didn’t have a hound. My brother hunts with an Abura, it’s pure white. Does that count?”

Wait, what now? When will you learn, Chyani? Don’t be sarcastic with the alien.

“So if I tell you to back off,” I tilted my face at him. “You’ll obey?”

“If that’s what you want,” Raven Tide relaxed his stance.

“You can’t be serious?” My eyebrow sprang up in disbelief. “You have an erection.”

Crap! He’s huge!

“Yes,” Raven Tide smirked down at the massive bulge protruding beneath his loincloth. “That happens frequently. It takes at least half a century to control it properly.”

“Even though you clearly have bad intentions?”

“I have self-discipline,” Raven Tide raised his chin.

It was a bit surreal that someone that big and blatantly horny could turn it all off with a simple decree... but he said so. I was willing to test it.

“Ok...” I searched the room for a location to tell him where to go. “I want you... to g-”

“Ok!” Raven Tide flung me up over his shoulder and bolted for the bedroom.

“What! Hey! Put me down!”

“As you wish!” Raven Tide flopped me on his bed and tugged my shorts and underwear down while climbing over me.

“Not here!” I tried to get up half-naked.

“Are you sure?” Raven Tide craned his head sideways and unhooked his gauntlet. “No offense but anywhere else you’re going to break a lotta bones.”

He stretched my sports bra over my head and dragged his flat pink forked tongue up my chest. Then he rolled the pad of his thumb over my hard nipple.

“Fuck,” I hissed.

Raven Tide pulled his eyes up at me, clicking and thrumming. “I like the way Chyani curses.” He grazed the tip of his claw around my scrunched-up areola. “What other words do you like to say?”

Then he flared mandibles and put his whole mouth over my breast.

I squirmed but there was no dislodging him.

He was soo heavy and hot and eager.

When was the last time anyone wanted me this enthusiastically?

Had anyone?

He arched over me, one arm crooked at the elbow, devouring and savoring my chest while leaning to my right and dispatching a free hand to explore down my center.

Why am I fighting this? I want him. He’s gorgeous and he feels amazing.

His fingers cupped me in a place that made me quiver. Then he pushed up and growled into my neck while petting my lower lips until his fingers turned slick.

“I’ve never touched anything this soft,” Raven Tide’s warm breath set every inch of my skin on fire.

He licked behind my ear and rocked on top of me with his thick arm between us, pressing his hips down and spreading mine wide.

It felt so good I was dizzy.

Holy shit. Is he purring?

He persisted in stroking the wet folds of my opening but never entered. The ache of wanting him was excruciating.

All of a sudden, he paused.

“Chyani,” he lifted away, his face strained with worry.

My eyes stung and I realized I was crying.

“I was only messin-”

“No,” I hushed him and yanked his quills, pulling his face to mine. “I’m ok. I want you to keep going. I just can’t remember being with anyone without lies or ulterior motives.”

Raven Tide nuzzled his forehead to mine. “It upsets me that anyone would use you in such a dishonorable manner.”

“It upsets me too,” I snuggled under him.

“I want you to feel good, Chyani,” Raven Tide stroked my hair with his deep voice penetrating my skin. “If I am hiding anything it’s that you smell amazing and I’ve longed to feel you since the first time you shouted at me.”

I blushed at his sweet confession.

“Do you want me to yell at you now?” I cupped his face with my one hand. “Because you just ran that hand through my hair.”

“Oops,” Raven Tide pinched his mandibles into a guilty smirk then he licked his fingers and my cheek immediately after. “But you taste amazing when I please you.”

“Eewww!” I feigned disgust then kissed him and wrapped my legs around his waist.

He purred and leaned in, grinding his hard-on against me.

“On my blood, if I stay here I’ll ruin both of us before we’ve even gotten started,” Raven Tide grunted. Then he slithered his tongue down and squirmed down my chest.

I gasped when I felt his mandibles.

I hitched my legs over his shoulders and gave into that big forked tongue lapping at my labia, flicking in and out each delicate crevasse.

He clenched his hand around my bottom and locked me firmly against his mouth. His breath vented like lust made tactile.

Suddenly, something dextrous entered me. Not his finger, it bent differently.

Oh! It was one of his lower mandibles!

But I couldn’t feel the pointed tusk. I knew it was there but he was careful and angled the tip to rub this one evil place.

He growled and the vibrations made me moan involuntarily.

“Son of a- !” I dug my nails into his crest of quills howling obscenities.

He huffed and got louder.

My legs trembled and I was melting from the inside out. I had no idea what he was doing or with what appendage but it drove me to arch my back and burst out his name.

When the world came back into focus I found Raven Tide’s silver eyes hovering over me with a curtain of his quills draped around us.

“You sing like a bird,” he caressed my mouth with his mandibles.

I was still out of breath but I wasn’t tired. Stimulants or not, I wasn’t done with him.

“Kiss me.”

He complied and purred as my hand wandered up and down his chiseled pecs and that enticing row of gently rippling abs that went on forever.

This is one hell of a way to end a dry spell, Chyani!

Raven Tide mirrored my caresses with his own hands and speckled my neck in feathery nibbles.

“Woah! Those are huge!” I opened my eyes and was confronted by two giant white rabbit ears standing tall from either side of Raven Tide’s head. “Have those always been there?”

“Oh, heh.. yeah,” Raven Tide laughed and wagged the large extremities back and forth as he demonstrated how he’d kept them tucked under his mane of quills. “There’s a lot my people don’t advertise beyond the Nexus. Particularly, those of us with razkur appendages.”

Then he reared up, kneeling with my legs wrapped over his.

Being horizontal for so long made me forget how tall he was.

He stared down at me with his long ears sharp and high and then he snapped off his loincloth.

His reptilian slit was stretched to its max and at the center stood a bright red glistening cock.

There was a little crown of budging nodules crested around his hood and a few big angry bumps pulsing out on the sides.

The two of them towered over me, thick, veiny, and salivating, like two wolves about to devour their prey.

He pulled my waist up and lunged his hips, gliding his wide shaft along my slit.

“You feel soo good, Chyani. I’m not even inside you and my dick is begging for mercy.”

He was slippery on his own and stiff as polished marble.

“You’re beautiful,” Raven Tide bore down his weeping tip up past my navel, dripping clear fluid and squeezing his sac flush to my ass.

He growled and slid back then spread my thighs while curling down and prowling up my torso.

“I wanted to taste you in that jungle,” Raven Tide rumbled with his forked tongue flicking in and out, all the while teasing my opening and thrumming fiendishly. “When you were scolding me for not speaking to you. I pictured tossing you over one of those vines and making you really mad at me!”

Then he shoved his mouth over mine and pushed my pelvis into position.

“Aaahhh!” I clung to his shoulder and hung on for dear life.

That bright red head of his was stretching me open.

My nails sank into his back.

“How is it even possible?” Raven Tide moaned. “You’re even softer on the inside!”

I panted for clemency and my legs wouldn’t stop trembling.

He eased off and then returned, applying more heft.

“Aa, haah, ahh!” I grit my teeth. Those little nodules felt fantastic but the size of him was excruciating.

You’re breathtaking!” Raven Tide cooed deeply in my ear, almost singing. “Your eyes, your lips, your skin, the way you tasted in my mouth.”

He pulled my thighs up and burrowed in faster.

The pressure was insane and the strain of taking his girth was making me wriggle uncontrollably.

“You’re even better than I imagined,” Raven Tide plunged deeper and hastened his pace.

That’s when panic set in. There was still so much more of him!

“Fuck, Chyani! You feel like silk mixed with orchids. Every layer of you is softer than the next!” He was going too fast and exceeding my limit. My legs were shaking hard and was I completely pinned under him.

“Too much,” I squeaked, half out of breath.

He was almost all the way in!

“I’m going to sing a thousand songs about your pussy!” Raven Tide didn’t stop.

He slammed in up to the hilt and I yelped.

Every inch of him was purring and I couldn’t suck in enough air to let out a scream.

“Slower!” I chirped and started slapping his ribs.

Raven Tide came to a halt, staring at me bewildered.

“SHIT!” He jolted up and pulled out with his eyes dilated in terror. “Here, let me take you to the med bay!”

“No,” I curled up and caught his arm, patting him to calm down. “You just have to ease up. Unlike you, I’m not made of muscle.”

“Are you sure...?” Raven Tide wormed closer. “I’m sorry, the first time I did this my partner was yautja and it was all about speed and power. I... I thought I was going slow, at least in comparison.”

I was sore, but I couldn’t help but giggle. His long white ears hung low like a big humble rabbit.

“Try again,” I booped my nose to his face and nudged him a little.

His ears perked up.

I ran my fingers through the trail of short red quills pointing the way to his closed reptilian slit. But before I could reach it, he opened up and greeted me with that beautiful red dick. The color and shine resembled a glossy round ruby.

I stroked the nodules and he growled and flashed his fangs.

Raven Tide didn’t speak but kept his vibrant silver gaze locked on me.

I dipped my hand down the pulsing underside and let my hand explore that raw eager flesh. It was soft and hard all at the same time.

Suddenly, his body shot at me like a rock slide, pinning me again but this time holding his weight above me.

Once again, he spread me open but put space between us and caressed my sensitive nub with his finger as he entered.

There was pressure but he eased in slow and steady. No rocking, just the occasional pause to allow me to acclimate. His body quaked but he didn’t dare let his urges hijack his pace.

I breathed and pulled him closer, bending one of my legs up and guiding his course of entry until he was lodged entirely.

Raven Tide reduced his movements to a micro-canter, exerting his discipline to refrain from any jostling we both knew I couldn’t handle.

He arched over me, purring and cuddling his face into my neck and breasts.

I wanted him to move a little more but he wouldn’t. He just clicked and savored the sensation of our bodies being interconnected.

Man, how am I this wet?!

I was apprehensive to take more but I couldn’t remain still.

I squirmed beneath him, wiggling my hips and sloping my rear to increase my range of motion.

Even with him withholding, his body was spectacular. Everything ached but I felt safe and his heat and his pounding heartbeat made it impossible to just lay there.

I couldn’t help it, I held his arms for leverage and whirled my pelvis while moving up and down.

Shhh, Chyani! He’s trying to concentrate, stop making all those breathy sounds!

Raven Tide shuddered and shut his eyes, lowering his head and growling like an earthquake as though my every motion were exquisite agony for him.

I bent my knees higher and writhed on him. I knew it was unwise to torment him but I had to bite my lip to stop from snickering as he thrashed his mane of long white quills.

He felt soo good and the sensation of his stirring tension made me feel powerful.

“Chyani,” Raven Tide chomped at the air with his eyes full of frenzy. His arms rattled and his shoulders were taut like braided steel cables. “Is this how humans mate? I don’t think I can take it.”

I kissed his snarling face. “It’s different, but I very much like this.”

He kneaded his claws into the bed and opened his webbed tusked mandibles, letting out this deep guttural howl.

His mouth in some ways was frightening up close and opened up wide but his breath was oddly sweet like jasmine. Yet even in this state of full agitation, it was difficult to fear him.

“Look at me,” I touched his cheek.

I think he wanted to bite my fingers but he listened and lined those inquisitive silver eyes up with mine.

Then he moved and we both swooned and moaned.

He rocked and sank so deep inside of me.

Oh!

His tempo quickened but in steady increments.

“Keep doing that,” I grabbed his hip.

He plowed in further and made me gasp each time he hit bottom.

“Don’t stop.”

That long line of thick short red quills running down his abdomen was rubbing me in all the right places.

Raven Tide sped up, lengthening his stride and saturating my insides in shockwaves of pleasure.

He stared at me and I could only imagine what he was thinking. Then he flexed his mandibles and rammed in harder.

“Yes!”I didn’t mean to yell that out loud.

He slammed into me like he had before but this time I was ready to receive him.

What the hell is happening?

Ecstasy ricocheted through my body.

This had to be dangerous. In all likelihood, fucking him was going to kill me but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to. I needed to feel every bumpy rugged edge of him straight through to the end.

My chest felt like it was going to burst.

Raven Tide scooped me in his arms and raised me upright. He leaned back still on his knees and propped himself up on one arm while repositioning me over his lap.

“You feel too good, Chyani,” Raven Tide dug his claws into my waist. “I can’t trust myself to keep that pace.”

“Are you sure?” I lifted on my knees and confirmed my balance as I straddled him. “You might hate this more.” Then I reached down, took hold of that glorious swollen organ, and squiggled down around him.

He cupped my ass and pinched his eyes shut, making disgruntled clicks with his mandibles.

“Fuck!” Raven Tide threw his head back.

Lacking the weight of one arm felt weird but I have plenty of Raven Tide to hang on to. Also, it was fantastic being up in the light, I could really see all of his strange alien details.

He had tiny red quills on the sides of his face and an intricate pattern of iridescent scales coating the top of his smooth forehead and along the jagged crest running around the side and top of his head.

There was also a big wild vein pulsing on the side of his neck but I think that embellishment was my doing.

I let go and circled my wetness, swaying on his cock at the pace I imposed.

He was soo thick and solid. Who knew there was such a thing as being impaled properly?

“Nothing comes close to Chyani’s pussy,” Raven Tide’s eyes were half-glazed like he was drunk. “All of Sahei will hear the ballads of how you rode me.”

“Wait, are you serious-”

Raven Tide bucked me forward and sealed my lips in his, hugging me to his chest and pumping without mercy.

“Aaah!” I tucked my head down and raked my nails into his neck, bouncing on him and bracing for each unbridled impact.

The room swirled in the sound of our ragged breaths and his sac slapping rapidly into my backside.

“I’m curious,” I panted and knotted my fingers in his long white mane. “What do you taste like?” Then, because I had a weird inkling, I bit into his chest.

Raven Tide spasmed to attention, squeezing me and railing me in a dimension with no sense of gravity.

FUCKING SHIT!

His stamina was one hundred percent not human!

He roared and lifted up, cradling my entire weight against his, and slammed into me full throttle.

“Ahh! I.... Raven Tide! I’m...!”

The room, Raven Tide, and the whole damn world slipped away.

Euphoria...I think that’s what they call it. But I think the word should be longer with bright cosmic elements.

Just happy, and silence... and ...warmth?

Raven Tide bellowed and then his body constricted.

He continued cradling me in his arms while crouched around me, but he was trembling.

“Are you ok?”

He didn’t move. He just sat there growling and purring. His ears were curled forward, shivering like he’d been severely injured.

This has to be a record. Humans guys are done in a flash and are either out the door or rolling over and snoring by now.

But Raven Tide was still hard and oddly the pressure had increased.

What’s that?

There was a notable pulse from within ,his heartbeat maybe?Then there was warmth, a lot of it, oozing out from below.

Ooohhh...! My brain finally assembled the pieces. He was still going.

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Raven Tide’s ears eventually flapped awake.

“Hey,” he finally blinked with a wide grin and shook out his head and shoulders as he pulled out.

“Ahh!” I twitched backward in fright.

“What? Where?” Raven Tide put me down with his ears flicking in panic. “What happened?!”

“It’s blue!”

“Oh, yeah,” Raven Tide chortled, wagging his ears back and forth. Then he scootched me away from the massive blue puddle on the bed and fetched me a towel to wipe myself off. “Probably should have warned you about that earlier.”

We sat together naked on the bed for who knows how long, him propped against the wall and me lounging with my back atop his chest. He was half hard but giving me time to rest. One of his arms was wrapped over my waist while the other caressed up and down my right. I didn’t mind his claws absentmindedly touching my scars.

“I was fourteen when it happened,” I touched Raven Tide’s hand resting on my stomach. “My brother Hecte was returning from a trip with his then-girlfriend’s family, and we were going out to meet him at the central port station.”

Raven Tide didn’t speak but he thrummed and laced his fingers in between mine.

“There was debris from a stray comet and our shuttle crashed on an abandoned terraformed moon. My dad died on impact but my mom lasted for three days. Then I was stranded alone for another four.”

I had to exhale and steady my breath.

“I was never big on exercise before that, I was healthy but my focus was on drawing. Now I make a point of staying up on my cardio, in case... I ever have to stay alive on my own.”

I squeezed Raven Tide’s hand again to prevent my hand from shaking.

“Hecte, he’s two years older than me, but he was a wreck from guilt. So it wound up that I was the one who stepped up to keep us afloat. But it’s kinda funny...”

I smiled and leaned my head against Raven Tide’s chest.

“I only survived the crash because I landed on this weird big grub sitting all alone in a patch of green flowers. I mean what are the chances? The grub didn’t fare too well on account that I smoosh it flat but something about its goopy insides stopped my wound from bleeding.”

Raven Tide stopped thrumming.

“What?” I turned around.

His eyes were bulging and his white mandibles were wide and agape.

“What? Why are you staring at me like that?” I sat up touching my face. “Is there food in my teeth? Did I burb and not notice?”

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Author's Note:

For those of you who haven’t read The Hunter’s Song you might be wondering why Raven Tide is completely stunned. Don’t worry, he’ll explain in full in the next chapter - 9: Clan Asepa

Oh, and per the request of a fan, I created a full-color drawing of the scene with Raven Tide and Chyani snuggled together but it's umm...🔥 I'm not sure it can be displayed here and I don't want to risk upsetting this platform.

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