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RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 08-08-2017
There was something almost human about the way the bear gazed up at her through the frame of her camera. The encounter was becoming more and more unbelievable as it went on. The beast somehow seemed disappointed when she stopped taking pictures. “I’ll take more,” she promised. Still unsure of why she was talking out loud to him. Reviewing the photo she’d just taken she wasn’t surprised to find that it was pretty amazing. The sort of thing that would win an award in a nature magazine. She laughed at the thought, but the sound caught in her throat when the bear rose up and towered over her. For a moment, that fear returned and she was frozen in place again. Her mind raced with the thoughts that now it was probably going to maul her. Maybe she’d pissed it off somehow. Probably all the touching.
All of the air in her lungs escaped her in a rush, when he dropped back down harmlessly. “You scared me,” she complained to the retreating animal. She didn’t know if she should follow, or get her lucky ass the fuck out of the woods. However, she was intrigued by the friendly grizzly bear and found herself following after him. She stayed a lengths behind him, which gave her the false sense of being able to escape if she’d made the wrong choice. “Where are we going?” She lifted her camera again and snapped a picture of the adorably stubby tail in front of her. “Someplace fun?”
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 08-13-2017
Owen might have felt worse about evoking a fear response in her. But then again oddly enough the smell of fear added an extra layer of goodness on her already intoxicating scent. Besides, he could tell by the subtlety of the scent that she wasn’t in abject terror which always smelled terrible on any creature. No, she was just a bit startled. And she should be. He was big and scary. He walked nicely for her along the trail back towards the river. He could obviously hear and smell her following him, but every now and again he peaked back at her like an obedient dog looking back for its master.
When they reached the river, he ambled right into the slow moving current that flowed over smooth rocks. He dipped his head to the water and drank before he turned to peer at her to gauge her reaction to the thing he had showed her: the sparkling river. Did she like it?
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 08-13-2017
“Oh, wow,” Julianna breathed as the came upon the ambling river. It was stunning. Crystal clear water moving swiftly over a collage of colorful and moss covered rocks. Tall trees shaded the ground, filtering enough light for a picturesque scene without it being too hot. The only sounds were the calls of birds, wind brushing through the tops of the trees and the water itself. Still giving the bear some space, Julianna stepped to the edge of the water. She peered down at her reflection, rippling in the shallows. She giggled, delighted, before lifting her camera and snapping a picture of that reflection. She then proceeded to take a few more shots of the scenery and the bear, water dripping from his furred snout.
Backtracking a bit, Julianna found a dry patch of grass and set her camera down. Without the thought or the care that someone might see her she pulled her shirt over her head in one fluid motion. She kicked off the worn Converse she was wearing, and then stripped out of her jeans. Down to nothing but red boyshorts and a matching bra, she jogged back to the water.
Stepping one foot in, she made a noise between a giggle and a squeal. “It’s cold,” she pointed out. “And some of the rocks are slimy,” she said on the edges of a breathy laugh. She was aware that she was talking to herself for the most part but she didn’t seem to mind. The water was moving slow enough that she wasn’t worried about wading out until the water was coursing over her hips. She scooped up a handful of water and let it spill through her fingers. It was no surprise that she wasn’t worried about what could be lurking near the water after her close and willing encounter with a giant grizzly bear.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 08-26-2017
While Julianna evaluated and admired the scene immortalizing it with the scratch of her shutter as she snapped pictures, Owen lifted his nose to the air and tested it. It wiggled and twitched as he oriented himself in space by the smells that came to him. He stepped to paws into the river and sniffed once more before walking out until the water brushed under his belly wetting the hairs that hung down from there. He turned to glance back at Julianna when she spoke complaining about the temperature of the water and was surprised to find her in a state of mostly undressed. She walked until the water lapped at the curve of her waist and he under the guise of the bear admired her figure.
The exquisite way she smelled to him certainly matched the way she looked to him, Owen wasn’t sure what to do with the riptide of desire he felt for this woman it was like nothing he had ever experienced before. For an irrational moment, he considered shifting back and presenting himself naked to her in offering. Would she have him?
For their family and dwindling species this was reckless and dangerous thinking. Besides, she was engaged to be married. For now and probably for good, he would simply have to be content with watching her and being as near to her as she would allow.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 08-27-2017
Julianna had become comfortable enough with her newfound bear companion that she paid him no mind as she played in the water. It wasn’t so much that she wasn’t aware that a 600lb and potentially deadly animal was in her near proximity, just that she had drawn the conclusion that he wasn’t interested in hurting her. He’d let him touch her, and follow him, and for Julianna, who was not at all a wildlife expert, that was apparently qualification enough to be pushed into a not dangerous category. When she returned to the ranch she would be sure to ask the Harts about the potential of a friendly grizzly that was wandering the woods. Hopefully, she wasn’t the first to have a run in with the bear and come off sounding totally insane.
Her fingers played over the surface of the water, and she watched as ripples formed and spread outwards from her motions. Lifting her face upwards towards the shifting rays of sun, Julianna closed her eyes and sighed deeply. For a moment, she felt truly at peace. Just her and the woods and her bear friend. No people friends bugging her about her wedding. For a moment, she had no obligations, and nothing to plan.
The sharp sound of her phone ringing in the pocket of her jeans back on land ruined everything. In an instant her calm faded, the tension returned to her shoulders as she tilted her head back downwards and frowned at her blurred reflection in the moving water. When she ambled out of the water and over to her belonging she checked the phone, but didn’t bother answering it. She only silenced the ringer, and proceeded to dress herself. “Time to go back to reality, I guess,” she complained to the bear. “It was very nice meeting you,” she complimented him, before lifting her camera and snapping a few more shots of the scene. “You should be very glad you’ll never have to plan a wedding,” she joked. Departing from the river and the bear, she attempted to start retracing her steps back towards the ranch.
Finding her way back out would be the tricky part.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 08-30-2017
Owen had been enjoying the display she made of herself like some sort of water goddess posing in the sun. His moment was just as ruined as hers when the phone cut through the unquiet silence of the woods. He felt his ears rotate towards the locus of the sound that grated on the sensitive bear auditory system. His eyes tracked her as she left the river, water sliding off her skin and dripped off her when she stood on the bank. The water on her skin caught the light creating a scintillation of the rays.He moseyed after her to the shore and stood on all fours by her side while she picked up her pants. Owen was quite aware of the animalistic urge towards her that brewed under his human consciousness. Unable to fully control himself, Owen found while she bent to pick up her pants that he had decided to lick her thigh. Just one taste of the river water on her skin. He wasn’t sure what would happen next if it was entirely up to the bear.
He heard himself sigh when she dismissed herself. He was unclear of whether it sounded as longing as it felt coming out of him. It was probably more like a loud snorting of air from his snout.
The bear wanted to follow her. To stay by her side. Maybe lick some more water from her. But he turned away even though she was on the wrong path. She had taken the fork that would lead her through the forest and dump her in a clearing where they grazed cattle.
When she was out of his sight, he took off at a run back towards his clothes. He would need to go collect her in his human form if she didn’t want to be lost wandering the ranch all night. When Owen arrived at the site where he had hid his clothes he shifted and dressed again. It always felt weird returning to his supposed ‘normal’ state because he was always left with a sense that this wasn’t his ‘normal’ state.
He tried to shake away the feeling and not think about his strange interaction with Julianna in the woods while he saddled a horse to ride out and get Julianna. He took off at a gallop heading towards the grazing location he thought Julianna was in based on the movements of her scent on the breeze.Indeed, he found her near his estimated spot and slowed down to a walk when he was sure she spotted him coming. He held the reins in one hand and let the other rest against his thigh with the elbow pointed out like a scolding mother.
“Are you lost, ma’am?” He asked when they were in earshot. He guided the horse to make a circle around her and attempted to kind of corral her like he would a wayward calf. “Did you lose your way?” He taunted from high atop the white and grey speckled Andalusian stallion. The animal snorted and tossed its head as if impatient to resume its lively gallop through the field. Owen patted its neck soothingly with the flat of his hand.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 09-02-2017
Julianna was lost. She thought she had carefully chosen the path that would eventually bring her back out of the woods near the ranch, but she was standing in an empty clearing now. Which was a pretty decent indication that she had been very wrong. She considered doubling back, and trying again, but that would likely get her more lost. If it really came down to it, she could just call Maeve to send someone to come get her. It would be embarrassing, but it would be better than spending a night in the dark.
For now, she decided to continue reveling in the alone time she had forced by literally running away from planning her own wedding. Maeve was much more excited than she was, and Julianna was beginning to find her enthusiasm overwhelming.
The sun was setting behind the mountains and casting pink and purples hues across streaks of white clouds. There were a few cattle grazing lazily in the distance. Green grass and multicolored wildflowers swayed in a gentle breeze at her feet and beyond. It was entirely too picturesque; unlike anything Julianna had ever seen. So, unsurprisingly, she had decided to take more pictures. She was beginning to feel like this whole thing was a dream. Filled with lush landscapes and friendly bears that licked at you like affectionate pets and huffed at you when you left.
It was too surreal.
Julianna eventually saw Owen’s approach through her camera lens. She snapped a few pictures of him, riding tall on his horse. There was something like a smirk pulling at one corner of her mouth when she lowered the device and watched as he moved closer still. There was something haughty advertised in his posture.
“I’m not lost,” she lied, as she turned her body to maintain eye contact as he circled her. Taller than her on his own, and unbelievably so perched on the huge stallion. She felt as if he was trying to intimidate her; much the same as he had been in the kitchen by looming over her. His attempt at intimidation wasn’t working, or maybe it was an she just liked that about him.
“I very intentionally and deliberately, came out to this clearing to take more pictures,” she insisted. Julianna bat her eyelashes at him. “Did you get worried about me? Didn’t trust the city girl all out and about on her own?”
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 09-04-2017
Owen kept the stallion turning circles around the little photographer in his field. His posture remained that same lecturing mother pose and a lopsided smirk was plastered over his face. “Oh you aren’t are you?” There was more than enough disbelief in his voice to advertise his opinion on her whereabouts. He stopped in front of her and swung his leg over the body of the horse while he dropped down from the saddle. Though considerably lower to the ground, he still towered over her. His eyelids dropped slowly over grey eyes as if he were unimpressed with her suggestion.
“Well, to be honest ma’am, if you were my woman I wouldn’t have let you all the way into the wild west to tour a ranch and wander in miles and miles of national forest all by yourself.”
The sun was setting behind her, the rays creating a gold rim all about her head. With the sun behind her, her face was mostly cast in shadow but not so much that he couldn’t make out her features. Her skin seemed to glow perhaps from her bout in the river or the particular colors in the sunset playing out on her skin.
He stared down at her as if he were sizing up how to maneuver something. Without warning his hands encircled her waist and he lifted her easily, as if she weighed nothing to him. “So I’ll just have to take you into my protective custody.” He explained as he turned with her and hoisted her up onto one shoulder. He brought her up alongside the horse so she could easily get into the saddle from the vantage he had given her.
He hardly gave her a moment to settle into the saddle before he mounted up right behind her leather groaning with the weight of him. The high strung stallion did a half prance sideways in anticipation of the promised ride. Owen leaned forward into her back and patted a hand on the saddle horn. “You can hold on right here.”
In one hand he gathered the reins and the other he slipped around her waist. “But I won’t let you fall.” He said close to her ear before he straightened and gave the horse a gentle nudge forward.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 09-05-2017
If you were my woman…The words made her grin even though he wasn’t directly referring to her as his woman. She pressed her lips together in an unsuccessful attempt to hide the expression; she turned her eyes down to the camera in her hands, looking almost shy as she toyed with some of the various accessories. “Wander almost seems to imply that you still think I’m-hey!” With her eyes on her camera she didn’t notice the way he was surveying her. Didn’t notice that he was coming at her until his hands were on her waist.
Her exclamation was in pure surprise and not at all a protest. He lifted her too easily and she was gasping and giggling by the time she was perched on his shoulder. The girlish sounds erupted from her, uncontrolled in the thrill of being manhandled by a tall, hot rancher. She clung to her camera with one hand. “Wait, wait, wait,” she tried to say between gasping laughter. “I’ve never been on a horse before,” she explained, when his intent became clearer. Despite her sudden trepidation, she slid off of his shoulder and onto the saddle. Before she could properly adjust he was stationed behind her, large and warm and very close. She was very aware of the arm he had curled around her middle, and of the feeling of his breath against her ear.
“Uh, sure,” she said distractedly, reaching forward to wrap her fingers around the saddlehorn. She tensed when the horse started to move, and laughed nervously.
"Speaking of your woman," she started, speaking over her nerves and trying to sound casual. "Where is she exactly? I'm guessing she's a good western girl who doesn't need to be rescued from the woods."
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 09-05-2017
Owen found her enthusiastic response to his gutsy manhandling positively encouraging. It was exactly what he was hoping to elicit from her. He continued to smirk victoriously throughout the entire ordeal from the lifting until he was settled close behind her. When the horse started forward into motion, he felt the muscles in her back and whole body freeze with tension. He ignored the distracting question she asked about his love life for the moment in favor of offering her some reassurance. His hand was flat against her belly and it slid towards her hips. “You’re tense. Loosen up a bit, move with the animal. There’s nothing to resist. You’re not going to fall.” His verbal instructions were vague but issued gently. He figured she could easily figure out what he meant by it especially given that she had a full bodied demonstration via his movements going on at her back.
They rode in silence for a time along the edge of the clearing towards. He didn’t say where he was taking her and didn’t think it mattered. She was along for the ride until she otherwise indicated.
“I don’t have one.” He answered finally in reference to Julianna’s earlier question as to the status of his woman. “Even hard western girls like to be rescued as much as lost little damsels from the city, trust me on that.” He was smiling at her ear and so it was difficult to tell whether he was serious or not. He didn't indicate whether he was delivering some facts about men and women as he saw it or whether he was simply relating his own preferences about relations between men and women and dressing those opinions up as axioms.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 09-06-2017
“Move with the animal,” she repeated, though she had no idea what it meant. She did relax, however, but that had less to do with his advice and everything to do with the hand he had on her. As the continued to ride, together, Julianna leaned back and against him slightly, making herself comfortable on the sunset horse ride she’d been all but commandeered for. When Owen didn’t immediately answer her question, she didn’t seem to mind. The silence was a comfortable one, and she was content to listen to the sounds around them; the wind through the trees and the various calls and cries of wildlife. Occasionally, she would bring her camera up to snap a few lazy pictures of the scenery spread out before them.
Julianna was surprised that he was single, not that he could see the lift of her brows from their current positions. “Being rescued has its charms,” she admitted from behind the lens of her camera. She had it aimed on a hawk that had settled on an tree branch extended outwards in front of the indigo sky. She couldn’t tell what kind of hawk it was in the half-darkness. Not that she would have been in the light of day either. Her camera returned to her lap. “I still maintain, however, that I was not lost, but I will get lost in the future, if it means more attractive ranchers will come looking for me.” Even if he had had a girlfriend, it probably wouldn’t have stopped Julianna from flirting with him. Her being engaged certainly didn’t.
“Oh, so, what do you know about the bears around here?”
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 09-08-2017
Owen didn’t mind at all the way she leaned back towards him as they rode. He encouraged it even by moving his hand back from her hip to around her middle as if to hold her there against him. He was quiet in a stoic kind of way while she chattered at him flirtatiously. “Attractive ranchers? Around here?” He glanced around behind her as if looking for the strange creature she had indicated. “I think you’re mistaken.”
Owen guided the horse back into the trees. There was a break where a new wider trail head had been made and it was marked with the name and symbols indicating the trail was good for book hikers on foot and horse riders but not for mountain bike riders. It was clear that he wasn’t quite ready to deliver her back to the ranch.
“Oh are there bears around here, too? Fascinating.” His response was sarcastic and seemed to question the very idea that there could be bears in the great national forest. Clearly there were. There were several signs along the regional highways that warned expressly of bear crossing. “What do you want to know about bears anyway?"
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 09-09-2017
Rolling her eyes at his show of modesty that she didn't believe for one second, she took a few more pictures of the mountains before it got topen dark for any of the to come out decently.
“I didn't mean it like that,” Julianna said with a small laugh. Misinterpreting his playful sarcasm. She hadn't meant to sound like she was implying that he wouldn't know anything. It was just an attempt to segue into questions about the curiously friendly bear she'd met earlier. Being careful not to hit him with either the strap or her hand, she let the camera dangle from her neck and returned her hands to the saddle horn. Even though she wasn't so obviously leaning on him, she still had his arm around her middle and she liked that feeling.
“So, it might sound totally crazy and unbelievable but I saw a bear while I was in the woods earlier. Well, I didn't just see it. I pet it. He walked right up to me.” She still spoke with a breathy disbelief, as if she still wasn't sure that it had actually happened. “It led me to a river and we played around in it.” She laughed, thinking about how put out the war had seemed when she was redressing to leave. “It licked me. I don't know a lot about bears but that seems really unusual."
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - saronym - 09-10-2017
“I’m just kidding.” He admitted with a playful tightening of his arm around her middle. Owen didn’t know if Julianna could tell, but he guided the horse as they made a subtle ascent. The trail wound back and forth around a very mild summit that they often took tourists on to get a panoramic view of the forest, river, and the ranch. “You saw a bear?” He said managing to sound genuinely surprised. He made this gentle exclamation over the top of her continuing story. “And you petted it?” He again kept speaking over her on the tail end of each revelation. “And you played in the river with it? And it licked you?”
Owen’s laugh was booming from behind her. Loud enough to seem to fill the large space of the thinning forest around them as the terrain below turned more rocky when they neared the end of the trail.
“You have quite the imagination. Are you positive it wasn’t one of our herd dogs? We have some pretty big ones. They probably don’t have big dogs like ours in the Big Apple, eh? They’re dogs, honey, not bears.” His tone was clearly joking as he feigned this condescending correction to her experience.
The trees suddenly fell away from them and Owen pull the horse to a full stop. He swung his leg back over the saddle and dismounted before reaching his hands up to catch Julianna when she descended as well. Several trees around had tie rings screwed into the bark and Owen chose one to tie off his horse so that they could continue the last few hundred yards to the look out. A brown sign with white etched letters read Loften River Panorama.
“We do have bears here. Black bears and also grizzlies.” He admitted as they walked. He led her between giant boulders and a view opened up beneath them. A red sun set behind the ranch home far in the distance. The sparkling river was directly below below them and cut through the forest that extended for miles in every direction only broken up by the peaks of mountains. “Typically a bear won’t sneak up on you. You’ll hear them come crashing through the underbrush. Grizzlies are much more aggressive than black bears which are fairly docile. Grizzlies aren’t bloodthirsty but a new mama will rip you to shreds if she thinks you’re a threat to her cubs.” He rambled on about this basic well-known facts about bears while he let Julianna take in the view.
RE: Remote Capture [Closed] - megs - 09-14-2017
As he continued to tease her over her story, Julianna eventually huffed loudly and stopped talking. She knew he was only taunting, if his tone and the tightening arm around her were any indication. “It wasn't a dog,” she said, petulantly. Fiddling with pieces of her camera like a child that was being mocked by adults. She was even pouting, not that he could see it from where she was sitting in front of him.
When they eventually stopped and he dismounted, Julianna looked down at him curiously, before sliding off the horse and into his waiting grasp. Something about his hands on her made her giggle again. The strength she could feel and the easy way he toted her about and back to the ground.
“It was definitely a bear,” she insisted, following behind him obediently. Carefully watching her step, as she certainly wasn't wearing the proper footwear for a hike, regardless of how short. “It didn't sneak up on me and I took pictures-”
Julianna had been silenced by the view. He kept teasing her about being a city girl, and he wasn't wrong. Having lived in New York her entire life she was easily swept up in the majesty of all that natural beauty. “It's beautiful,” she admitted, moving a bit ahead of him and closer to the ridge. So amazing that she'd finally managed to forget the camera she fiddled with obsessively hanging around her neck. “I have literally never seen anything like this.”