Rahuna and Vaknosh in Orgimmar, story soon >w>
The portal from the ruins of Lordaeron had dropped Vaknosh and Rahuna neatly into the near center of Valley of Strength, the busiest section in all of Orgrimmar. Stepping back into city, Vaknosh was greeted with the familiar dust and arid, warm air he was so used to. The city itself, however, was in a whole other state altogether. Forsaken refugees were all about, many in a panic, others hanging together for support, and others still were exiting portals of their own into Orgrimmar. Orc Grunts were doing their best to keep things orderly, while Horde troops of all races were even entering portals that no doubt led to the besieged city. (Obama was there.) It was pure chaos.
Vaknosh, however, paid it all little mind. In front of him was Rahuna plus their wolves. She looked beyond tired, her face still a bit wet from tears.
She’s safe, he thought. After days of torture and suffering… they were home. And they were safe. Beaten and battered up pretty good, but they were safe.
“Rahuna,” He called to her over the noise of the city’s craziness.
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Rahuna felt a wave of relief overtake her as she was greeted by the dry hot air of Orgrimmar. The city felt like home nearly as much as Garadar, even the forsaken and sounds of war around her were somehow relaxing- She was safe, and she knew that. She perked up as he spoke, her whole body turning back to face Vaknosh.
“Is something wrong, my wolf?” She asked, her tone tired and her voice still just a bit hoarse. But her eyes were filled with slight concern.
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Vaknosh looked at her. He seemed to marvel at her. Not just her beauty, but just everything about her.
There was no pause or hesitation in his voice. He didn’t care there had been no formal ceremony or ritual. Some sort of hunt together. Or some other series of actions that were supposed to traditionally follow such an important question. Hell, they hadn’t even properly discussed this. But everyone had kept referring to them as such – Horde and Alliance alike – throughout this entire ordeal.
And he didn’t care to wait any longer. Or that this wasn’t the perfect time or place. Or to let this thought rest in his head until he analyzed it to death. He knew what he wanted to ask, he knew everything they had just gone through, and he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
And so Vaknosh asked the woman he loved: “Would you be my mate?”
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For the first time, Rahuna looked stunned. She said nothing for the first moment as he jaw dropped, even if she expected this. Even those of their own kin had referred to them as such through everything. There was no reason why they weren’t already than the question never being asked. But, here it was.
She almost wasn’t sure what to say, or how to respond for that moment, she blinked and ever so slightly shook her head. But after that, she stared into his eyes… well, his one good eye, and for that moment she stared, a small smile growing on her soft features as tears pricked once again at the corners of her eyes.
“Of course,” She grinned, her moving a hand up to cover her face as she held in a slight sob, but she swallowed it. “I was waiting for you to ask me.” She admitted, her tone was nervous, having to speak louder than she typically liked too over the bustle of the city. So she stepped closer and pulled him into a tight hug and another sob into his chest. For once, it was tears of joy.
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Vaknosh placed his face into her hair as she embraced him, and his entire body seemed to shake after doing so. He lifted his head, and even he was in tears. For him, tears were a rarity. But tears of joy? He wasn’t even sure if he had ever cried because of his joy. However, the orc made no effort to hide it from her or the city at large.
“I had been waiting for the right time,” He admitted to her, “I’ve thought about it. Dreamt about it. And… I refused to wait any longer.” The great big orc sobbed again, he looked positively overwhelmed with such positive feelings. And after their recent nightmare, he felt like it was almost too good to be true.
“I couldn’t wait any longer. Rahuna…” His voice caught in his throat causing a slight pause, “I love you, my wolf. And I never want to be without in my life or in my heart or in my… our home.”
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Rahuna sobbed, her pressing her head into his chest, she tried her best to mind his burns but she just wanted to hold him. “My Vaknosh, my Wolf. I love you more than anything.” She gasped out against his chest. “I will always b-be with you, I do not want to be apart, ever again!”
She pulled her head away and wiped her eyes, looking up at him. “You have no idea how happy you make me.” She said inbetween sniffles. Despite her tears, she looked so happy, so content and despite everything she was joyful and happy. After a moment of just staring up at him, she glanced around, her face flushing slightly as she remembered where they were but she’d worry about that later.
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“My wolf,” He replied lovingly, seemingly unconcerned with the rest of Orgrimmar, "Right now, I am the happiest orc who has ever lived.“ His arms embraced her, lifting her to him, and he kissed her like no one was watching even if everyone was watching. After more than a few seconds past, he finally released her, putting her back down. That had hurt given his arm and shoulders and the rest of his body. But, to Vaknosh, it was worth all the pain and more. He then motioned to the wolves, who were sitting and watching the scene unfold. Mal’areki was wagging her tail like she was puppy getting her first treat. Vaknosh just chuckled as he looked at Rahuna and asked, "Let’s go home…?”
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Rahuna couldn’t help but grin into the kiss, it was a relief, she felt just relief and happiness and excitement for them, their future, everything. She continued to sob, her nodding at his question as she glanced back at her own canine companions. All three of the slightly filthy frost wolves look excited and happy, tails wagging. The largest of the three was practically ready to prance.
So, she turned back to Vaknosh, smiling hard enough that her cheeks hurt. “Let’s go home, my wolf. I think we all deserve some proper rest.”
(( From the RP between my character Vaknosh and @gentlepyro‘s Rahuna ))
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