Order of the Wolf Cat (complete)

[Faith Organa]

A Wolf Cat is a species of feral cat living on Alderaan. It is elusive, cunning, agile and when domesticated the most loyal protector. Faith stood now beside the cage where one of these elusive creatures lay it was hurt mewing low in pain. It's eyes white as the snow on the slopes of the Juran mountains. Faith could not help but feel a deep rooted need to help.

This most regal creature with all it's ferocity there were no known pictures of it, rarely was it seen. And yet here it was Faith was in awe of it.

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"Princess they are ready to begin the briefing"

Faith nodded her mind a thousand miles away, "monitor her keep me posted as to her condition"

Captain Lindsey stood tall in his uniform looking over her head down into the cage, "a good sign Princess, it's been years since one has been seen"

She nodded, "I know, ok let's go and see what the smith's and jewelers have come up with"

Across the city a small group of craftsmen waited to speak with the Princess, shifting nervously from one foot to the other, and back their eyes on the door.

When she finally arrived nerves caused them all to jump, "Oh I'm sorry" Faith smiled as each of them gave her the customary bow, "So tell me about the process."

 

[Faith Organa]

"Princess I am Conrad Falen, first we had the metal, phridium mined and brought to the forges where we separated the impurities from the ore" He gave her a kindly smile she nodded for him to continue. On the wall images began to flash to give Faith an idea of what they were speaking of.

"Once the impurities were removed we began the process of melting to be able to pour it into the molds created for each of the daggers"

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"Each dagger had a mold of it's own each would be unique no two would ever be alike, we created 20 of the daggers as you requested"

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"We then had to wait for it to cool to break them free of the molds"

Faith nodded fascinated and wished she had gone and witnessed the process for herself rather than watchin a recreation of the images now.

 

[Faith Organa]

"Each blade was then broken free of the molds and given a temporary hilt"

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"this wooden handle allows for us to continue to work with the blade, and gives the jeweler the estimated length to balance the blade." Faith could see that this was a wooden handle with two screws to hold the blade steady.

"To temper each blade each must be reheated formed, and edges smoothed"

"That's impressive Mr. Falen, and you say you did this to each blade. How many times must this be done to the blade?"

Mr. Falen smiled, "Princess to make the weapon sharp and strong we tempered it over 100 times" Faith was astounded, "that's why it's has taken so long because the process was done by hand."

"Yes Mam anyone who receives this weapon will only receive our best work"

"And you did this with only phridium" Faith wanted it to be only the metal native to Aldera, representative of her.

 

[Faith Organa]

The metalsmith stepped back and the jeweler stepped forward, "Princess we then began to craft handles for each of the daggers. remembering explicitly that you wished for it to be symbolic of the Wolf Cat of Alderaan, and combined with the metal of Aldera truly giving it a unique representation of yourself to those you wish to present it with"

He smiled at her, they were all so accommodating trying to put forth their best efforts, "We were able to use the wood from the trees of Mandalor once again in the core, and then using the phiridium we created a twisted pattern that through an aging process we were able to darken the metal."

He moved around Faith could see they were opening the boxes.

"We inlaid it with gold and then affixed them to each of the fifty blades."

Faith began to step closer so that she could look into each of the boxes, what lay before her was stunning, "oh they are lovely"

"Princess they are deadly sharp."

 

[Faith Organa]

"Each are inlaid in the handle with a jewel found on Aldera, this series will have the amethyst so that it is identifed as the first edition, each of the blades carry the mark of the creator, and a small insignia near the handle of House Organa.

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"These are absolutely stunning and I am speechless"

"Princess we are not finished such fine weapons require scabbards to hold them."

"Yes Princess we have crafted the scabbard as well." Boxes lined the back Faith looked over to each of the men who had painstaking made sure that these daggers fit what she wanted.

"They are simple my lady as you had us focus on the blades"

Faith nodded, "Well, I will get a second opinion on all of this to ensure that those I have in mind to honor are receiving worthy items. As I know nothing of this type of craft and must rely upon your skill and knowledge."

She smiled looking in at the sheaths or scabbards as they called them

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[Faith Organa]

Faith placed a communication to [member="Draco Vereen"] to see if he had completed working with Captain Lindsey on the plans for the visit to Vena. She wanted his opinion on this before it went to far and she wanted to ensure they had all the names and had a ceremony for all that had come to her aide.

While she waited for Draco to answer she went back to see how the WolfCat was doing.

"So how is our friend."

"MiLady I'm sorry to say but the creature had died"

"Oh no...really. that's terrible." Faith was truly saddened they had waited so long to find one and now gone. "Ok"

"There is some good news though" Faith smiled, "ok what's the good news"

They brought out a small box Faith peered over the top "OH MY"

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"There is only one mi'lady"

"I don't care...I think...I'm going to take it home, can you set up something to where I can learn how to care for it"

"Mi'lady no one has even seen this creature before much less taken care of it"

Faith laughed as she reached down, the small paws swiping at her fingers, "That's ok, we'll figure it out and you can study her, it is a her right?"

"We haven't checked yet. that's ok.. figure it out" Oh wait till Draco gets a load of you. Faith was quite pleased with herself right now.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco received the communication from Faith, donned his chosen attire for wandering around on Alderaan, and began making his way towards her. Being only her Knight-Errant, he didn't travel with any of the official Alderaanian Royal Guards like she did. The apartment had a few, her ship was guarded by a small team, she had an escort, and there were others around sure, but he wasn't officially under their protection. Not at least until she and Draco became officially wed and he became the Prince Consort of Alderaan, though a bodyguard wasn't on his wish list.

Instead of the warriors in bright Royal House of Organa colors and out in the open, Draco was followed by his clansman, former apprentice, and friend, Ner'gal. As a wraith, he was short and dimunitive, his appearance hiding his strength and ferocity, however, Ner'gal blended into shadows, thermal imaging being the only sure way to pick him up in a dark room. The wraith wore light beskar'gam crafted specifically for him and carried a pair of vibro-blades crafted of beskar. Most notably, Ner'gal was a Dark Jedi Knight, trained extensively in stealth powers. Most importantly, he was Draco's most trusted friend and ally. Of all his friends, Ner'gal had been the one he had trusted with protecting Abigail in his absence, Ner'gal had protected his family for four long years without fail or falter or complaint. It was that reason the Dark Jedi was following Draco now.

As the pair made their way through the towards where Faith was meeting with a number of smiths, Ner'gal drew some looks, but given his nature, he was nearly impossible to see, nothing more than a shadowy outline in the daylight. Minutes passed, a short train ride using the new underground train system in New Crevasse City and walked through the cavernous doors to the building Faith was currently meeting the smiths of Alderaan. Draco himself was a smith, trained in the art of Beskarsmithing, Metallurgy, Sith Alchemy, specializing in metallurgy, and he had plans to spend some time with the daggers, if for nothing else, reversing their magnetic polarity to allow them to resist lightsabers and deflect blaster bolts.

Draco smiled wide as he walked up, seeing Faith peering into a box, "Ner runi, I missed you when I woke up this afternoon." He called softly, opening his arms to greet her as Ner'gal slipped off to the side and back a respectful distance.

[member="Faith Balor-Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

"Sorry my dear" Faith walked into his arms wrapping herself around him, taking in the familiar scent of his soap, as she ran her fingers through the long dark massess of his hair. Faith caught a brief glimpse of Ner'gal she had to admit it always confounded her how he was able to just simply disappear from her view.

Faith kissed Draco in a very non chaste way the passion she carried for the man who would one day be her husband pooled warmly inside her, "if I had stayed home, we would never have left" She kissed his cheek, "come see what's in the box and tell me what you think"

She was excited to see what Draco would think of the little furball in the box, and soon then she would take him back across the City ot the metal smiths to see what they had come up with.

She winked at Draco and led him towards the box, inside a low mewing could be heard.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco's heart steadied as Faith fell into his embrace, holding her tightly. Her heart beat against his and she slipped into the curve of his body, fitting neatly, flush against him when she pleased. He felt the tension of her fingers as she ran them through his hair, evidently very pleased to see him so soon after parting. This spontaneity that constantly kept him guessing was one of the many things about her that he loved about Faith. And soon she would be the mother of his children, and eventually his wife.

Her kiss was unexpected, but very welcome. Draco was slightly taken aback by the sudden display of passion, but he quickly returned her fire, matching her passionate kiss. After she pulled away she spoke to him, the soft cooing of her voice tickling his ears, "Well, true. But with kisses like that it might not matter whether we are at home or not for long." He smirked a bit, letting her slip from his grasp and lead him to the box she had been peering into.

The low mewing from the box intrigued him and as Draco peered into the little container he saw the blue and white furred little creature, tiny claws and teeth extending and retracting slowly as it yawned. Big eyes peered up at him and Draco smiled, sticking his hand down into the box to gently rub the little creature's belly with his fingers. When he stuck his fingers near it grabbed onto him, gently chewing on his fingers. "Awww its adorable. Where did you find it, ner runi?" His voice a little higher in tone than normal as he played with the little creature.

[member="Faith Balor-Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

[member="Draco Vereen"]

She knew that they had come close to moments of heated desires in a transport or two and that there were moment she considered how quick she could get him out of whatever he had on. "Never know might get lucky on the way home" She looked into the box as Draco played with it.

"Someone brought it's mother in uncertain what it was but its an Alderaan Wolf Cat, see the claws, and the very sharp fangs that part is cat, but the shape of the head, the long tail that is wolf. I've never seen one but the mother died, and the vet saved the kit so there she is. And..I'm a sucker for the eyes I figured we'd take her home, and the animal experts can help us take care of her, and learn more about her make up" She didn't expect him to tell her no, but on the remote chance that he considered it she would play the one card she had left.

She tilted her head looking up into Draco's eyes yeah he was almost sold on the idea, "Why don't you pick her up and hold her?"

in her head Faith was screaming SHE'S SO FLUFFY!!!

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco listened to his lover while playing with the little fluffy furball. It was gently gnawing on his rough fingers, licking the slight salt of sweat from them and gently pressing its teeth against his skin. It wasn't hurting him, and he could tell it was more or less just putting its mouth on him because his hands were there. "A Wolf-cat huh?" He was still smiling down at the little creature.

He heard her slip in the part about taking the little kitten-pup home with them to care for. "I've never been great with animals myself." Draco slowly plucked the little creature up and out of the box, holding it against his chest, supporting its back feet with his other hand. It mewed at him sniffing his face and gently touching his short beard with its nose as he held it, its claws clinging to his shirt.

"Well, I suppose if the experts say they think its okay for us to take her we can. I just don't wanna run off with her if they think it needs extensive care. You know how busy we are right now getting ready for the babies and Vena." One good thing they were both excited to be preparing for, and one bad thing he was loathe to do, but it had to be done. Not only was it Faith's idea, but it was also probably the last thing they would have to do before Draco proposed. In fact, he planned on presenting Faith with the rings on Vena. Unless Arianna was there to stop it, there wouldn't be much she could do once Faith accepted his public proposal. And with children on the way, better sooner than later if he hoped to protect Faith's honor and reputation.

"So, what do I get if I agree for us to take her home with us?" He asked smirking at Faith as he held the little animal, fluff and all against his shirt, letting it get a feel for his scent.

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[Faith Organa]

"We didn't have pets growing up it's why I want our children to have one, I've seen the relationship Tia Rianna, Maeve, Dral and Uncle Ordo have with Edee I'd like to have something like that" A slow hesitant she began to answer his other question, "Welll the experts aren't so keen on it, but I'm the Princess there are times it is good to be her and so I've basically laid claim to the kit."

She reached over and stroked the klingon that Draco now had attached to him. "See she's growing on you" Bright smiles, sparkling eyes, "yeah it's a lot but we only live once and housebreaking is going to happen not at the apartment, nope...just got it done not going to experience.." Faith couldn't help but continue to pet the baby wolf cat it was alone no parents she didn't want someone in the zoo to raise it. She was sure they would love it but she just felt they would do a better job.

"What do you get?" She looked at the Kit, "we'll call her Blu, and you my love will get rewarded, in a manner that only I can provide to you." There were some things she could do to reward him and all of them were personal Draco already could buy himself whatever he wanted, but the knowledge that she was his and his alone was one thing he could not buy and one thing she knew he reveled in.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco laughed a little, softly so as not to startle the little creature in his arms. "Well, I don't see too much of a problem. Especially with all the droids at the house to help clean up after her." He smiled at her, he didn't think he had mentioned the house to her just yet, but it was currently under construction. Quietly paid for by aliases, quietly being built by a set of construction droids out in the wilderness.

"Yes she is. It wasn't going to be too hard of a sell for you to make, you know." The little furball nuzzled its head against his beard, rubbing its face against his whiskers purring as she did so, enjoying the attention from Draco and Faith. Draco had only owned one pet in his life time and it had been a long time ago, when he was growing up on Eriadu. Since then he had a few Droids he considered pets, like his faithful tiger-shaped Bes'uliik. They were just easier to take care of, and since he moved around a lot and rarely had a permanent residence, it had just made more since. Now, with Faith, he didn't mind the thought of having a family pet. "Okay, I suppose we can figure it out for ourselves. As long as you know what to feed her before we leave." He suspected she would keep the little animal near her when he was gone, and that brought him some comfort, knowing she would have a companion they shared with her when she was alone.

Draco heard her answer of his jest and perked up a bit. "Well, lets find out what to feed her and leave." His voice dropped low, just above a whisper, "You don't get to tease me like that without putting your money where your mouth is." His mischeivous smile returned as her bumped her hips with his own, ushering her to make sure they could leave. There were somethings only she could give him, love was certainly one of them. He didn't believe anyone else could love him like she did, or he could love anyone else like he loved her. Her teasings certainly sold him, despite whatever minor doubts he had about them raising the little beast.

[member="Faith Balor-Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

"Oh I think you know by now I know exactly what to do with my mouth" She winked at him as she inched closer nuzzling his neck trailing kisses up to his ear. "We are all alone"

She reached over stroking the baby "she's cute and those little claws will leave a mark but I think you will like mine a little better"

Faith smiled "its good to be the Princess sometimes" Faith kisses her beloved tenderly on the lips but"we can wait if you want"

Faith started to step away.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco chuckled, tickled by her kisses, her soft breath against his neck stirring his blood. Her whispers playing with his heart rate. "We are alone..." He echoed, letting his voice trail off.

He watched her stroke the little kitten again, a little more gingerly, and listened to Faith speak again, teasing him, some more. She knew just what to say to get a rise out of him, and she knew just how to say it to get exactly what she wanted. "Well, its hard to compete with your claws, cyar'ika. Very hard. Cute can only hold out against drop dead gorgeous and sexy beyond imagining for so long. I think you've won the fight for my attention now." He smiled at Faith, soaking in her heat and affection, watching her amber eyes as she played with him.

"Well, maybe its good to be the Knight-Errant? Maybe you could show me how good?" He put the little creature back into her box, "Ner'gal, go outside." The shadow against the wall disappeared and the door made a locking sound as it closed. "Now we're alone, how about you show me what you can do." He said, reaching for her, trying to pull her back up against him, to feel her heart beat against his own.

[member="Faith Balor-Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith pulled Draco close breathing in his very essence. The warmth between them slowly building Faith's fingers reached for buttons to give her access to the taut muscles of his chest as she turned her face upwards a free hand reached up touching his lips, She smiled pushing up till her lips pressed against his.

A gentle sweep of her tongue begged for access. She had both hands laid on his chest breaking away she stared into his eyes all heat and passion.

"Draco" she purred as she reached for his hand pulling him closer encircling his neck holding on to the very breath between them. She walked backwards till she rested against the desk.

She pushed his shirt away, baring his chest trailing kisses downwards.

She paused, reaching back she tugged the zipper of her dress it fell into a pool at her feet.

"Breath Fire" Faith wrapped herself around her Love.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Faith's gentle, yet impassioned touch burned like a fire across him, wrapping his hands around her waist, giving her buttocks a gently, persistent squeeze as he held her against him. As she rose on tip toes to kiss him, he leaned his head towards her. The sweep of her tongue found no resistance, taking her in, breathing raggedly as fire built inside him, burning to get loose.

He tried to hold onto her bottom lip with a gently nibble as she broke from him, looking at her longingly, his face looking at her as if to say 'don't pull away' as she stared into his eyes. Her amber pools piercing through his defenses quickly, breaking him down. Around her, when she was like this, there was no resistance from him. Acceptance and passion were the only emotions coming from him right now.

Her hands reached up, gripping his neck, holding him, pulling him forward, tearing open his shirt trailing kisses down his chest while her brushed the hair out of her face, looking down at her with storm grey eyes. Once her dress fell around her feet, and his belt was unbuckled, all she said was a simple order, and he complied, pouring out his passion for her as only he could.

[member="Faith Balor-Organa"]