[Veltzeh]: 39.The Heritage of Humankind.Tales from Kyerrion.6

Availon, the galanfetzcan hunter Gaoveel and the five femehan rebels continued living in a small village at the edges of the femehan nation Kattormala. All the femehans had gotten some sort of physical work as helpers for farmers, smiths or hunters. The galanfetzcans pretended to be femehan far-walkers and did mostly some clerical work. There were no resident far-walkers in the village.

As spring drew closer, a group of femehans bringing food by sled came to the village and left. Two weeks later, two starved femehans came from west, barely alive. Plietti, the femehan far-walker, scanned both of them and found out that they were femehan rebels from Kervanela. They had crossed the Great River that lay between Kattormala and Kervanela. Four people that had been traveling with them had died. Of course, they told nothing of that to the villagers. Plietti pretended to know them and then explained some of the situation to them. They had some information on the rebels in Kervanela, so they shared what they knew and then asked to have their memories wiped—they had had enough. They made up some sort of excuse why they had hopped nations.

The runaway group planned to get on the move as soon as the lands would be decent enough for traveling again. One more shipment of food came by sled, and that time the sled drivers told that a some far-walkers would be coming to the village to check up on things. The coming of new far-walkers meant complications to the group. They gathered at the inn of the village to discuss what they would do.

Availon had been a co-leader of the group of femehan rebels for a long time now, and as ey usually was the more sociable one, ey came off as the actual leader and initiated discussions and planning sessions. Ey started this time as well, in Femen: "We will need to leave before the far-walkers come. We can't keep up our disguises for them."

"Why not?" asked Karerrun, a nicod who had been a soldier and had the rank of sergeant—Tarkavinel and Nebberon had been in eir squad. Ey was the actual leader of their little band of femehan rebels. "I thought you could trick people with your far-walker abilities and stuff."

"We can, but not other far-walkers. Nearly every far-walker would notice that they're being given false sensations."

"Even from you?" Galanfetzcans were more skilled and powerful far-walkers than femehans.

"Yes."

"Well then, could we just not meet them?" wondered Altriun, who had been Johelta's friend.

"That would be fairly suspicious as well. The people would expect us to talk to them."

"There's still snow on the ground and it's going to melt during our trip if we leave now. It'll be really inconvenient..."

"Would you rather die?" went Plietti. "Or perhaps have your mind raped and ravaged, forced to think like a prosht for the rest of your life?"

"Of course not." Altriun looked slightly aghast. However, they were by now quite well used to Plietti's overshoots.

"So we'll probably run. What will we tell the villagers when we leave, though? Isn't that as big a problem as not leaving?" Availon was quiet.

"We did tell them that we would leave eventually, as soon as we were able. Did we not?" stated Gaoveel. "At least I recall that we did."

"It'd still be a bit weird in this weather, wouldn't it?" said Nebberon.

Tarkavinel leaned over the table to get the jug of beer they had on their table, but it was too heavy for em to move with just one hand. The others glanced at em and said nothing. The gecod rose, walked over to the jug, picked it up, filled eir mug and put it back. Then Karerrun filled eir own mug as well.

"We will need to come up with an excuse for our leaving." Availon's statement caused some pondering. After some time, they had a relatively good excuse for their leaving: the far-walkers had received important information about their families and now that the snows had started to melt, they would need to hurry forward to north to meet them.



The runaway group gathered enough supplies and left to west four days after completing their plans. In three days, they reached the small delta of the Great River. The river was nearly 20 kilometers wide at its narrowest point, and though there were some isles and reefs in it, it would be a pain to cross, especially now since the ice was melting and breaking off.

The toppendas and toppenrans at the river acted fairly nicely toward the runaway group and fretted to them their lack of means to take them across the Great River. Of course, in reality the water-keen people just felt schadenfreude.

They eventually ended up tricking a band of homehans who owned an icebreaker and were taking people across the river for an outrageous fee. The galanfetzcans were horrified at the ice-breaker—it was barely functional and could sink any day. However, the boat made it and the party arrived in Kervanela. The femehan rebels were tired of fighting and assassinations and wanted to settle down for now. Therefore, they sought out the rebel camp that had been in the memories of the two fugitives who had arrived in the small village in Kattormala.

When they arrived at the rebel camp, they were threatened with weapons and Plietti had to submit to a mindscan. Availon and Gaoveel did not disguise themselves now, and though the rebels technically speaking wanted to scan them as well, they did not dare to. The whole group was nevertheless welcomed and accepted among the rebels. Tarkavinel was still left alone, however, and no one really even cared. One nicod tried to get to know em and start a family, but failed miserably. To Availon's surprise, Tarkavinel also had not become pregnant, so ey was most likely sterile, even though Availon could not figure out why.

Availon and Gaoveel usually slept alone in their tent in the forest if the weather was not horrible since they had no intention of staying very long at the rebel camp and they could handle the nightly weather. Almost two weeks after their arrival, they were rolling around on the ground, getting excited. Gaoveel was fairly muscular for a galanfetzcan, though during their long journey over the Watery mountains, ey had lost some roundness from eir body and now seemed a bit too sharp as well. Availon was not muscular and eir malnourishment mostly manifested itself as visible bone angles on eir body. They did not really care what they looked like. They did not really care that both of them had proper partners back home. Galanfetzcans were not possessive; a person was not another person's property. They did not even consider that their having sex could be somehow insulting to their partners—and neither did their partners. Therefore, each of them took eir pleasure where ey got it, and Availon and Gaoveel got it from each other.

Rolling around, they kissed passionately, licked each other's nipples, rubbed each other's chests and hips, briefly brushed each other's genitals with their fingers and pressed their crotches against any available body part. Eventually Gaoveel pulled Availon on top of emself and they lay down peacefully for a while. When Availon was about to start kissing eir friend again, Gaoveel held em off.

"Listen, when will we leave here?" ey asked in Galan. "If the femehan military comes here with..."

"Don't. I don't want to think about that until after..." And Availon kissed em. They performed their completely covered foreplay again, barely touching each other's genitals. Then Gaoveel lay down on the ground, spread eir legs and waited in anticipation while Availon settled eir crotch nearer. Finally Availon pressed eir body and genitals against Gaoveel and they both melted with satisfaction. However, it was not their climax and they kept on rubbing their bodies and genitals against each other, until they both finally came and melded into each other physically and mentally. They clutched each other and did not want to let go. Gaoveel almost stopped Availon when ey pulled their intertwined genitals apart to prevent conception. They rolled around massaging each other until the fluids containing their gametes came out in another spasm of pleasure. When that was over, they crawled back to their tent and wrapped themselves around each other.

Gaoveel still wanted to talk about eir issue. "I think we should leave as soon as we can."

"I suppose so."

"I don't want to get caught here."

"Me neither."

"Should we leave tomorrow?"

"Might as well." They stroked each other for a bit. "Where should we head to?"

"Where...? I thought we were going to go home."

Availon went a bit silent. Even the rebels confirmed that the alliance between femehans and jinhaliares had not just disappeared during the winter, even though now there were more nations with leaders who did not think that it was such a great idea. Availon considered the mission unfinished. "We have not completed the mission."

"It can't really be completed anyway. An' even I'm tired of killing people now... I want to go back home."

"I will stay here."

Gaoveel breathed and moved a bit uncertainly. "In this nation?"

"Well, for a while. I think I should go further north, but the weather there is so hot..."

"Uh... could you take me back to the Forest Mountains?"

Availon had to think a bit. "Well... yes, I suppose I can, at least halfway."

"M-hm, great." Gaoveel cuddled into Availon and fell asleep.

In the morning, they said farewell to the femehans and left to southwest.



The Forest Mountains were the mountains around which Tarakiila, Kervanela and Geckyila resided; Geckyila in the west, Kervanela in the north and Tarakiila in the east. Further to the south was the Great River that flowed across the lands, under the Forest mountains and into the most southern part of the Great Lake-like Forest Ocean. Kervanela's forests were fairly fertile but cold in winter, so there were lots of leaf-tree forests with not that much undergrowth. The lands were relatively easy to travel through. Of course, it was barely spring now and it snowed a bit every now and then, not to even mention the thunderstorms. The galanfetzcans did not mind the weather.

Availon and Gaoveel traveled to the mountains without interacting with the femehans much. Gaoveel had been fairly fond of Availon for a long time now already, but had not expressed it directly before since they had not been about to separate. Ey did not mention it until at the last moments they would spend together. In fact, Availon noticed the increasing closeness and rather spoke of it first like the extrovert ey was.

They had settled down for the night in the mountains and Gaoveel had settled emself right behind Availon, wrapped eir limbs around em and now just sat there, unnoticeably fingering Availon's chest and crotch. Availon sat still for a moment, enjoying the slight pleasure from the light brush of Gaoveel's fingers.

Availon moved eir hands to stroke Gaoveel's forearms. "You've been feeling really close the last week..."

"M... hm. Well, yeah, I guess." Ey sounded a bit uncertain. "It's not just because I'm getting light-hearted because this thing is over for me."

Ey was quiet for a moment, so Availon helped em again: "You feel like you're quite fond of me."

Ey just admitted it. "Yeah." After a pause, ey continued: "Could you please come home too? I don't think you could do much more here anymore. An' I like you, you could take me an' my partner to where you live."

Availon was a bit anxious. "I'm not a good partner, to say the truth. I left my partners just sitting there when I went on this mission, leaving them my children and all."

"Wouldn't it then be time to get back finally?"

"I'm not ready here yet."

"Will you ever be ready? I think we've done all we can." Availon did not reply. "Please." Ey put eir face in Availon's fluffy hair and pressed eir hands harder against eir genitals and nipple. Availon squirmed a bit. "I'd like you to meet our kids..."

Availon pressed emself against Gaoveel. "I'd like to come, but I... I need to try to get this a bit more finished." Ey felt Gaoveel's disappointment and though it was better for em to ignore it, Gaoveel was a good friend and Availon liked em as well, so ey would have liked to not be so disappointing. "I will come though, when I'm done." Ey smiled and started stroking Gaoveel's thighs.

Gaoveel moved eir other hand to Availon's chest as well and then rubbed so powerfully that ey was not just creating friction but moving Availon's body. Availon moved eir hands behind them both and started rubbing Gaoveel's buttocks. After a while, their goinens in their genitals had swelled to protrude. They turned to face each other, sat close and placed their crotches a mere inch apart, Availon spreading eir legs wide and placing them close to the ground while Gaoveel spread eir legs as well but placed them over Availon's legs. They let their goinens fiddle and brush each other while focusing their hands to rub each other's torsos and their faces to kiss. They did that for a while, working up a very excited state in their minds.

When Availon was just about to move emself so that their crotches would finally touch, Gaoveel moved eir hand in between and they both uttered sounds of somewhat frustrated satisfaction.

"What...?" mumbled Availon.

"If you won't come with me now, at least give me children."

Availon wriggled against Gaoveel's hand. "Why... do you want me to...?"

"Why not?"

"Will you make it back soon enough?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"Fairly..."

"You told me you haven't given birth yet. Can you know what it's like, to have new spirits and bodies grow inside?"

"I was there the whole time when Naalien was pregnant an' I think I got the picture."

"Did ey make you feel how it was like?"

"Plenty of times." They stroked each other for a few moments. "Don't pull away before we discharge..."

"I don't want to become pregnant."

Gaoveel went a bit silent. Eventually ey said: "Just impregnate me... then. Please."

Availon did smile. "Alright. Sweet comely youth." Gaoveel smiled back and took eir hand from between their crotches, pressing Availon against emself. Most of their goinens penetrated their respective target and the galanfetzcans spent a short moment shivering from pleasure before wanting more. They licked each other's nipples, massaged each other's bodies, kissed and wiggled their goinens.

At some point, Gaoveel pulled eir genitals apart from Availon's and Availon let out a whimper. Gaoveel laid Availon down and came on top of em—for once that way, since usually Availon was on top when they had sex with one of them on top of the other because Availon was smaller. Availon did not care and hummed with pleasure when Gaoveel pressed eir crotch against eirs again. They wriggled there, in full-body contact, until they reached climax and shook with pleasure.

Gaoveel was again reluctant to have their genitals pulled apart and Availon needed to roll em under emself before ey could pull away. They posed there, their genitals pulsating and readying for the release of gametes. When that happened, Availon did all ey could to keep eir body from twitching all over the place and let eir gamete fluids drop on Gaoveel's crotch. Gaoveel was too spastic to control emself.

They lay quietly for a long time. Gaoveel was nearly sleeping, almost in a trance, very euphoric and smiling like a child. Availon watched eir young companion and felt happiness for em. Gaoveel still had that youthful grasp on living; ey was able to completely lose emself in a feeling even though ey knew what kind of things awaited in the next village, next week. They cuddled for a while and fell asleep.



In the morning, they said goodbye and parted ways. Gaoveel had gotten emself a single-person tent from femehans and was going to take it with em, leaving Availon with the galanfetzcan two-person tent because it was lighter than the femehan tent. Gaoveel headed straight for the mountains, to the south. Availon headed northwest.

Going through towns, Availon quickly found out that femehans were not so trusting of galanfetzcans as they had sometimes been—the rumors that had spread from Fetormana had an effect here as well. At least no one could prove that Availon had been behind most of the assassinations. Alone now, Availon was slightly scared and decided to play mitigator and diplomat instead, and mostly around common people so as to not seem too official or wanting to get near to important people. Ey figured that the sense of false security and fear of jinhaliares would eventually spread from the common people to the military and royalty.

Availon adjusted eir route when ey heard that there were camps of jinhaliares in the west, heading back east. At some point, ey got a vague feeling of extreme discomfort and fear and could only barely hide it. Ey had no clue what caused it, though it was fairly obviously somehow related to eir far-walker abilities. Eir galanfetzcan friends did not experience it, and even Gaoveel thought that ey only felt some of it because of their fairly deep mental connection. Ey could not find out whether the femehan far-walkers in the area felt the same, because ey was too scared—the femehans might see em as weak, take their chances and assault em.

Availon ended up traveling with a bunch of homehan settlers that were expanding their living areas at the edges of Kervanela. The boundaries between nations were not exactly sharp lines in the ground and some self-sufficient people who lived on the lands did not even know of these kind of political things. The communication network between important femehan towns was good only because of femehan far-walkers.