Clanluna | By : selenepotter Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > General - Misc Views: 8080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(I can’t believe him!) thought Broud, as the Clan journeyed back to their cave. (Having one women of the Others was bad enough! Now we’ve go two! And worse, she’s a Spirit! When I am leader, I won’t let people acknowledge spirits! I don’t care what The Mog-Ur says! Why can’t Brun see how insolent and willful that Ayla is? And now we have another big and ugly woman just like her!)
The Clan was having great difficulty adjusting to the spirit in their midst. Even though The Mog-Ur told them it was permissible to acknowledge this strange Spirit of the Others. But the sight of her still disturbed them. Deciding her ranking was another problem. Finally, they made her walk in the rear so the rest of the Clan wouldn’t have to see her. Part of Brun was glad to have the strange Spirit woman of the Others follow the Clan. It allowed him to set a faster pace.
After hours of trudging along behind these people, Luna was starting to become bored. Finally, in an effort to make things more interesting, she stopped, pulled out and enlarged her trunk, then pulled her broom out. It was the Firebolt 2 that Harry had given her for her birthday. Luna shrunk her trunk and put it back in her pocket. She then, straddled her broom and kicked off.
As the strange Spirit began flying, the eyes of the Clan glazed over and they picked up the pace of their walking. In spite of The Mog-Ur’s assurances, a flying spirit was too much for the Clan to take. Only Ayla watched Luna flying around. The rest of the Clan tried to pretend that she wasn’t there.
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When they stopped for the night, the women quickly set up the lean-tos. Then they began cook dinner. Luna was amazed at the amount of fresh vegetables that Ayla pulled out of her wrap. All of it had been gathered during the trek and it made a welcome addition to the dried meat that the Clan carried with them.
By now, Luna had decided that these people were not deaf after all, as their language appeared to have some sounds in if even though it was mostly signs and gestures. Luna still hadn’t decided whether she had traveled to another world or back in time. Wherever she was, these people were definitely living in the Stone Age. Luna, who was used to a diet that contained animals, vegetables and spices from all over the world, found dinner to me unbelievably bland. This was especially ironic because, with Ayla’s skill with herbs, most people found Ayla’s cooking very flavorful. After dinner, Luna tried teaching Ayla and Creb The Mog-Ur how to speak English.
“One,” said Luna, as she held up a finger.
“Wonnn,” repeated Ayla, as she held up her own finger.
“unnnn,” tried Creb, holding up a finger.
“Two,” said Luna, as she held up a second finger.
“Tuuuuu,” repeated Ayla, as she held up her own two fingers.
“Three,” said Luna, as she held up a third finger.
By the time they got to ten, Creb’s mind was reeling! Most of the Clan couldn’t count past three. Only mog-ur’s could count as high as ten and even they didn’t have a distinct name for the number beyond three. For members of the Clan, any number beyond three was called: many. And her names were difficult for him to pronounce too. Ayla seemed to have a much easier time with the Spirit-of-what-may-be’s words. Once again, Creb The Mog-Ur was reminded of that other world in time to come, the one with no trace of the Clan in it. All these thoughts about the limitations of his species and it’s coming extinction gave him an need to feel more alive. And this need expressed it self in an urge to procreate. For the first time in years, he felt the urge to relieve his need with a woman.
Being born with a deformed club foot, Creb had always know he would never be a hunter. He had relieved his need a few times when he was young. But he could tell that women were disgusted by him. The fact that a Cave bear had taken an arm and an eye made him even uglier. He quickly leaned to suppress his urges. By now, none of the women he’s relieved himself with was still living. Indeed, the fact that he never relieved his needs with a woman only added to the mystique of the most powerful of mog-urs. So Ayla was shocked when she noticed that his organ was starting to stiffen under his wrap. When Crab caught her eye, he saw a mixture of surprise, fear and excitement. But Creb had raised her since she had be found by the clan when she was just five years old. To Creb, using her would be like relieving his needs with his mate’s daughter. Creb then caught the eye of Luna, the Spirit woman of the Others. She didn’t appear to be seeing him as ugly and fearful as women of the Clan normally did.
“Luna” said Creb as he gave her ‘the signal’
Ayla’s eyes widened with surprise! She had never known Creb to relieve his needs before. Seeing that Luna didn’t know what was being asked of her, Ayla decied to help her out.
“Kneel” signed Ayla as she pulled Luna to her knees. She then, put her hands on the ground and lowered Luna’s head so she was in the right position. Then Ayla lifted Luna’s skirt so that she would be presenting as a proper woman of the Clan should be when a man has given her the signal.
Luna didn’t know what that new sign Creb had shown her meant. But she had some idea when Ayla lifted her skirt and Creb began groping around her pelvis. In the past boys hadn’t liked her much. Her only date had been ‘as friends’ with Harry Potter in her fifth year. Her only sexual experience had been being gang-raped when she had been a prisoner of the Death Eaters. So she was quite surprised at the interest that Creb was showing in her. She wondered it he felt anything for her, or if he was just using her for sex. She didn’t really enjoy sex, but she didn’t mind it anymore either. She hoped that if she let him shag her, he might grow fond of her. So she reached back and guided him in. As he began thrusting into her, Luna found the sensation actually pleasant. She even found herself moaning a little by the time he’d finished. But what really pleased her was the way he pulled her onto her side and spooned her afterwards. None of the Death Eaters had done that before!
When the rest of the Clan noticed that The Mog-Ur was relieving his need with the strange Spirit woman of the Others, they all broke with tradition and stared at him. And the strange mewing sounds the Spirit made were also a source of surprise.
“I didn’t even know Creb had needs,” signed Uba.
“I know!” replied Ayla to her sister. “Perhaps, because he’s a mog-ur, he only has to relieve his need with Spirits?”
Luna and Creb slept curled up together.
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The next morning the Clan set off again. And once again, Luna got bored and started flying around on her broom. When she spotted something in the distance, she flew off to investigate. As she got closer, she realized that it was very similar to an elephant except that its’ entire body was covered in shaggy fur. Food was one of the things that Luna couldn’t transfigure. She knew that the Clan would want this animal as it could supply a lot of meat and leather. She flew back to the Clan and landed in front of Ayla.
“Ayla! Meat! Big!” signed Luna.
“Do you mean there is a large animal over there?” asked Ayla
“Yes! Large Animal” signed Luna, frustrated by how little she knew of the Clan’s language.
“What kind of animal?” asked Ayla.
“Hair! Big nose! Big Tooth!” replied Luna.
Ayla raced to the front of the line and sat down as Brun’s feet.
The Leader of the Clan tapped her shoulder, acknowledging her and giving her permission to speak.
“This woman would like to report that the Spirit, Luna, has seen a large animal that way. This woman believes that it may be a mammoth,” signed Ayla.
Brun signaled for the Clan to halt. Going to the Clan gathering had cut down on the amount of hunting they had been able to do this summer. If they could bring some meat home with them when they returned to the Cave, they would not be in as great a need to rush back.
“Grod, go scout out the mammoth, while I organize the men,” signed Brun.”Ebra, have the women set up camp here. We are going to hunt.”
When Brun and the rest of the hunters caught up with Grod, he was waiting for them. Luna was flying high overhead, but the men ignored the Spirit.
“The mammoth is a lone bull,” reported Grod. “It’s too big for us to run down.”
“I see what you mean,” agreed Brun with disappointment. The mammoth was too big for them to take down.
Just then, Luna swooped down and cast a silent stunner at the mammoth. It crumpled and fell to the ground. Flying back to the hunters, she landed in front of Brun and signed:
“Sleep. Big Animal Sleep!”
“I think she’s trying to tell us that the mammoth is only asleep,” signed Brun. “Broud, go make certain that it’s dead.”
(Why are we acknowledging this Spirit?) thought Broud as he raced towards the stunned mammoth. (She can’t speak properly! She has no manners! She does all kinds of unnatural things like flying and hunting! Now we’re going to have two Women Who Hunt! I can’t stand it!)
Broud channeled all of his hatred and anger into his arms as he thrush his lance into the fallen mammoth’s heart.
Crug was sent to get the women so they could butcher the mammoth. Once Luna understood that they wanted to carry the meat back to the camp, she levitated it for them.
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