Thread: || paradise/revamped || tune and GGS

Valeer had been done and ready when Nymeria, Zera, and Asha finally came walking out of their home. While Nymeria was attending to his sisters preparations, Asha had been tasked with preparing him instead, bathing, oiling, and painting the boy. He smiled as his mother approached, and, walking forward to meet her, he wrapped his arms around her to embrace her, careful to not add too much pressure to Nymerias bulging belly which held his future sibling within it. A bit, but more excited than nervous, Valeer responded, returning the kiss his mother gave him as his hands rubbed her naked belly gently. Hopefully it wont be too long now, Mother. Im anxious to see if I finally have a brother or not, he added, looking into Nymerias eyes hopefully with his own light brown eyes. The young mans hair was soft and black like his fathers, but his eyes were a light brown like his mothers, and like all men of the tribe, he was quite the physical specimen. Tall and fit from his training as a hunter, a profession in which he had grown into, Valeer had a toned, fit physique. Among his peers, Valeer was regarded as one of the best if not the best, a fact that suited his future role as Patriarch of his clan. Being the only son, after all, the role would ultimately fall to him one day. Despite his father having many many children with his wives, all had been girls save for Valeer, and while the young man got along with his sisters well enough, he had always yearned for a blood brother from his own mother to call friend. After greeting his mother with a hug and kiss, Valeer turned to Zera to greet her as well. You look wonderful, Sister. I hope both the ceremony is enjoyable for both of us, he said with a smile, hugging and kissing her on the cheek as well. After the both twins had finally entered the clearing and their family was ready, Vanren led his family towards their temple. His clan was not the oldest, nor was it the newest. Simply put, theirs was an average clan, and thus it was located among the center rings of Family Circles that surrounded the temple. Passing by various other Circles, Valeer saw a few others being prepared for the ceremony today, and their families too would join them in celebration as well. When Vanren and his family finally arrived in the courtyard separating the Chieftains home and the main stairs to the temple, there were already a few more families there waiting, and looking around, he knew that there were yet more to come before the ceremony could begin. All around the gathered crowd, drummers slowly played their instruments as all waited for the arrival of the Chieftain and the High Priestess. Leaning down, he took one of Nymerias nipples into his mouth and began to feed from her as he took his mothers hand in his, interlacing their fingers together for comfort and to soothe his anxiousness and excitement for the ceremony to begin. After some time had passed and the other families had finally all assembled, the drums died down as Chieftain Karzon emerged from his large hut, also having been bathed, oiled, and painted by his many wives who resided within his home. As the Chieftain, he was the Patriarch of the entire tribe having proven himself physically and sexually, it was clear to see why he was chosen. While Valeer was indeed fit and toned, his body was slimmer and more lean, whereas the Chieftain had a body of huge, hardened muscles earned through years of combat as well as years of expert breeding. At the sight of the Chieftain appearing, Valeer released Nymerias nipple from his mouth and wiped it, a few small drops of milk leaking out and streaming down her engorged breast. Welcome, young breeders, he called out to the assembled crowd but more specifically to those special individuals who would be deflowered today. The time has finally come for you to enter the tribe, no longer as children, but as adults, ready to carry on the sacred traditions and practices of our people. Under the watchful gaze of our gods and goddesses, you will all become men and women of the tribe, he said as he waved his hand across the crowd. Hearing that, Valeer looked over at his mother, giving her an excited smile before leaning forward and to look at Zera on the other side of Nymeria, hand also in hers. He offered his twin an encouraging smile, excited that both of them were so close to finally becoming adults. As he did this, Valeer noticed around them that although all eyes were upon the Chieftain, many hands wandered, either in anticipation of the impending ceremony or out of mere boredom. We now await the coming of our High Priestess Valisa, whose beauty and grace will guide the gods and goddesses from places on high to bear witness to this auspicious ceremony, he continued, raising his hand and guiding the gazes of the crowd to turn an watch the stairs of the temple in anticipation for the High Priestess arrival. She would guide the few boys into the temple where they would be made men, while the girls would remain behind, to be inducted into the tribe as women by the men who were present.