Thread: Barbarian Befuddled-Peasant's Passion (Wolvenrogue and Kathria)

The village was a bit away from their little cottage at the ledge near the forest. No one really tended to bother the small family as they went about their business until people were crying for more fish. Normally, it was the boys job to go out with the father at sea to go fishing, but Itaia was always adamant that she go instead. Her brother was only 8 after all, and despite his little tantrums Itaia was the better choice to begin with. Though, her mother never agreed and often yelled and threw things at her father in attempt for him to make her stay home and help with the house. Her old man was stubborn and always seemed to win the arguments. Probably because he knew Itaia would be on his tail if he gave into her mother's wishes. Their clothes had been hung out the night before to dry and flow in the breeze, and as the sun rose over the hills...Itaia was up and moving about. She rolled out of her bed and hit the floor with a loud THUNK! before fighting with the battered sheets of her blanket to get up. Being tangled in the sheets was nothing compared to the many times she had wound up tangled in the ropes on the boat and Itaia easily managed to squirm her way out. She crawled a bit on the floor before jumping to her feet and stretching. She was a small thing, only standing at around 5'1 , her hair was long and brown with a light red glow to it and ended a little above her ass. Itaia 36c cup breasts were perky and hidden beneath the loose sleeping gown she wore. Her face was oval shaped and her brows thin lines with a soft arch. Itaia was only a girl after all, at the age of 16, she had not fully grown into her body yet even though it looked like she had. Itaia moved about her room stripping the nightgown off her body and flinging it onto the ground. Itaia was completely naked now, showing her toned muscles all over her body from hard work, her small waist and her hips that made her an hourglass figure. Itaia perky breasts were out and exposed and she sighed as she moved to grab a dress from the table next to her bed. She looked at the poor thing, patched and torn before sliding it over her body and tightening the belt on it around her waist. It stopped above her knees and Itaia moved to put her thick boots on before lacing them up with rope. She moved to her hair next, brushing her fingers through the mangled mess before twisting it and twisting it like she was stringing it before wrapping it around her head and pinning it up to get it out of her way. When Itaia was finished getting ready, she ran through the halls to the large open room and picked up a piece of fruit chomping on it. Her green eyes scanned the room expecting her father to be there, but it seemed he was already outside screaming her name. ITAIA! COME ON! Itaia grinned tossing the apple in her hand before running out the back door to find her father standing there with two spears in his hand. He held onto them before pointing to the clothes hanging up. At least take those down for your mother. She nodded throwing the half eaten apple into the ground before going to the clothes and pulling them down. She was going to just throw them in the basket but her father grunted as he moved past the line of clothes. Be sure to fold them too! Itaia huffed before folding the clothes, sloppily, and threw them in the basket. When she was done, she ran after her father as he made it around the house. He handed her the spear and Itaia examined it. Ah, a new spear, one good for fishing. Her father must have bought it the last time he went to the market. Itaia smiled before moving next to her father as they made their way away from the house and ventured a little further to the village.