Softly humming, Ezio walked across the field as his gaze sauntered over his surroundings. He noticed how there had been overgrown shrubbery here, but it was just now peaking out of snow or at least trying to. The cold season had prevented anything from growing like it always did. It didn't bother him as he was no healer or anything of the sort, he just knew some wolves with those duties would be struggling unless they were quick to stack up on supplies. Certainly, something that the large male had little to no interest in, it was simply the natural curiosity. Picking flowers and plants? Definitely not his area, nor would he practice such activity. His expertise was in hunting and fighting, two things he only took seriously or for pleasure. It all just depended on what his mood was or what ideas he had in his mind. Continuing forwards, there was a high step and he would jump up onto some kind of hard platform. Similar to rocks, but like they were smoothed out to be almost flat. How bizarre. It didn't take long until he would clear his thoughts, he would take interest in where he was once again. This higher ground would give him a far better view of the land around him, and keep an eye if anyone else was out here especially if they were heading towards his direction. But the wall of higher rockers would obviously obstruct his view. Haunches lowered as he would put himself in a comfortable sitting position, tail curled around his paws. Glancing around him, he took in these ruins. Ezio liked winter, it was a preferable season of his. But he was also capable of managing the other seasons, he just kept himself in the shade. His dark fur was simply no match for the scorching heat in summer.

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if I was not clear she found a beat down staircase at the edge of the foundation.

The mud lay in uneven patches, scattered over the sloped concrete farmyard. The smell of manure hangs thickly over the more subtle scent of tree blossom. A poorly constructed large gate of wooden planks and chicken wire that seems to flex and bow whenever it is opened or closed bars the bottom of the yard. Slightly further up and to the left there are two stables of rotting wood with a corrugated metal roofs that now housed the ice of mother Winter. Imprints were left behind with each step made towards the oddly constructions and soon the ascent had begun upon what could only be a platform made of some solid material. Air grew thinner and more chilled the higher she rose on the staircase that was just at the edge of it, and yet she was not deterred, the pregnancy may affect her but she was still able to wonder about. Do you really think you should wonder in your condition, madam? the sinister caracals baritones escaped its mouth, deep and dark as he remained stationated at the bottom of the odd construction. The Egyptian Goddess attention was drawn to her companion for a mere second, giving him a understading look. You are here to ensure that nothing happens. She was not supposed to be away from the pack lands and that will most probably cause an argument with her man. The wheather conditions were not preferable for it either however if anything, such conditions steeled her resolve and caused her to press forward with much urgency as the snow crunched between those dainty mitts. Nearer the apex of the strange construction, the faint musk of another tickled the nares of the chocolate darling. Crossing over the same field, what lay before the babe was simply far more stunning than what wonders she had previously witnessed. Perched upon the bizarre platform was a onyx beast with attentions cast out over the field, and it was not long before her own violet gaze followed. She vixen was overlooking the platform and the field from the higher ground, the vast ice wonderland beneath her, and everything in their entirety the staircase was a prime location. Things upon the staircase seemed to take on a far more quiet and peaceful aura than had existed on the frosted earth below it. In a way, the Goddess almost felt guilty for interrupting the man and his relaxation yet it felt like they were sharing some unspoken beauty in a peculiar way, and she could hardly hold back the gentle words that tumbled from her mouth, coated in arctic air as she stepped forward closer to the edge, The view is better from up here. her violet eyes only glanced to him briefly before settling once more over the stunning view of the horizon, intent to take as much of it in as possible. nephthys alphonse

It was a strange place to be, however, Ezio didn't take much thought on it. This land didn't have any meaning to him whatsoever, he was just enjoying the still world around him. Nothing was really happening, the man simply remained sitting and watched as everything went by. It must have been a while now as his ears twitched back slightly, picking up the light sounds of someone approaching. In the corner of his eye, he just watched as a figure moved behind him. He didn't turn around to see who it would be, he wanted to act clueless. Perhaps he could put on another act for whoever would be giving him company this time around. There was silence, he doubted the stranger would be gone as he still felt a presence nearby. "The view is better from up here." Ezio was about to turn around and see who was there until the voice of a female reached his ears in the exact time. He would shift his weight slightly before standing up, turning his body in the direction of this wolf. There was no shame in him looking at least, his eyes landed upon her as she would take higher ground on the rocky steps. She looked like quite the exotic creature, and he was immediately interested. "Really?" he responded curiously. His devious mind wasn't about to uncoil, not yet anyway. The dark beast wanted to find out who she was and what she was like first.

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The bronze Goddess regal crown turned to gaze upon the ebon beast once again. Black and ash tickled the fibers of this coat. An appearance that was handsome and surely not to be forgotten by the babe. Braided, elongated tail lashed behind her, the flag had a mind of it's own if she could say so herself, as she curled it neatly upon her spine, the seemingly glowing feather adorning it gracefully. The babe hoped that the male did speak English, or maybe even some Latin fore it seems in these particular lands were wolves from all kind of places she had never heard of before. A language barrier sure would be unfortunate, especially if no bridge was built. Fiery orange gaze with mixtures of violet searched the molten orbs of her company. He seemed to have a story if she could judge that by the simply scarring of his facade, and she was intrigued. The stairs where soon forgotten, the immediacy of this conversation had her full attention. Though that wasn't likely to last long if nothing was said. The babe let her limbs flex. Swelled abdominal region was exposed just as Alphones turned his attention towards the stranger in order to place a mighty paw upon the first step on the staircase, looking him dead in the eye while raising his own tail just a slight bit higher than it was before. The caracal was anxious to have his majesty in the company of other men than the Ivory King he was used to, no matter how suspicious he seemed to him. He was her protector. A deep barritone collided with the babe regal audits, rotating towards the sound; English, how perfect. Come and see for yourself. You would not hurt a pregnant woman, would you? she purred mockingly, a sly smirk painting her succulent, ebon lips. This was getting better and better and she wanted him to come closer, she will use him. What face would her brute make when she will come back to their den smelling potently of another man? Will he be curious or desinterested? Only one way to find out. She could promise nothing though, as her interest wavered second to second, if it posed to much a difficulty she might put it on the back burner, just to let to burn completely and turn to ash. When you walk that walk. And you talk that talk.

The feline didn't go unnoticed by the male, it was the near the end of the steps. He didn't pay much attention to this wolf's companion either, it was of no interest to him whatsoever. But the female was, his eyes remained on her now as he took in her body. He noticed the swell of her stomach, realising she was pregnant. A brave soul, indeed, a mother out here in her own was definitely a risk. However, Ezio was not one to hurt a mother or one carrying unborn spawn. Perhaps that's where his evil doings stopped. "Come and see for yourself. You would not hurt a pregnant woman, would you?" Her voice reached his ears, it came with a mocking tone then she would smirk. "No," he gave a simple response then explained, "it is not something I take joy in or would enjoy." His words were spoken with truth. There would be many consequences if he were to take part in such an activity. And did he really want to risk having an angry mate hunting him down? No, it was not worth it at all. "I could come to you but it seems your pet is in the way," the dark man chuckled lightly, his gaze falling upon the creature. He grinned as an idea came into his mind. Ezio took a few steps forward in a daring manner, a subtle sneer crossing his features. "There is no need to worry, little pet. I have no intentions in harming your master. Maybe you'll go somewhere else for now and leave us in privacy?" he spoke confidently, but his questions were pretty much demands. He threw the rich pelted woman a glance, hoping that she would get the idea. He wanted her to dismiss this animal who would seem to be nothing more than a nuisance in this situation.

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She harbored suspicious for none but the living things; the creatures endowed with sentience, the ability to deceive and corrupt one's soul. The woodlands were but inanimate constructs that could be bent to one's need as long as the mind was willing. And surrounding them were the welcoming shadows, the dark hands with spindling fingers beckoning to the wayward to lie within its arms. But in them were dangers as any place that provided shelter, for in them could have been demons..the deceiving minds with malicious hearts. The brute might look like a demon on his own however there was something more that intriqued her, a demon certainly would not bare scars like those. What do you take joy in then? she questioned, hissing, purring, her chest would raise and fall with each life-giving breath in a comfortable rythm. Fiery orange gaze fell upon her companion for a second before it returned towards the brute, to offer him her full attention. You will have to forgive Alphonse, due to the circumstances he is more protective. her gaze locked into his, registering his words and movements, taking in whatever the brute had to offer; from his scars and to each hair thread. Lacking manners, I see. the deep, dark baritones of the caracal could be heard upon the wind, the feline narrowed his gaze upon the taller man. Unless the words fall from my Mistress mouth they are futile. the feline added more pressure towards his paw, the one that was placed upon the first step, and dead panned the other male. Within moments the feline would glance at his Mistress, remaining aware of his surroundings. You may let him pass, Alphonse. came the hisses of the spider witch, of the autumn Goddess as her focus remained upon the stranger. A heavy sign; irritation, the feline was infuriated though he did not offer another comment regarding the matter yet if the man thinks he is going to leave the premises he was dead wrong. He watched him dead in the eyes for couple of moments longer before he decided to lift his paw and move aside from the stairs. Feline grace wraped around his limbs as he slowly departed; he climbed upon a nearby three in order to observe the two of them from the same level and if the man dared to lift a single toe he was going to leap towards him in a heartbeat. Come along now. she purred softly, words coated in honey as she shifted her gaze towards the horizon, admiring its multiple hues. When you walk that walk. And you talk that talk.

The male was understanding of the mother, but he was still devious in his ways. There was no hesitation as he waited for her response, his eyes would look her over. Was there any harm in doing this? He didn't think so, nor would he care for such opinions. Despite the curve of her stomach because the pups she was carrying, there was still more for the male to enjoy the sight of. "What do you take joy in then?" A smirk etched itself upon his face, he inhaled lightly. "Plenty of things. Though I wouldn't want to bore you," he responded. He would only speak his mind if another was on a similar level to him. His eyes went to the feline who was protective of its owner, and he could understand but why was it necessary? It was clear that he was not going to harm the pregnant female unless he had to make it very clear in that case. "You will have to forgive Alphonse, due to the circumstances he is more protective." An ear twitched in her direction, he gave a simple nod. 'Lacking manners, I see.' Ezio caught the voice of the feline, he gave a sneer towards it. 'Unless the words fall from my Mistress' mouth they are futile.' He would then glance towards its mistress. "That is understandable, kitty," he mused with a slightly harsh tone. But he offered nothing more than just a simple smile towards the female. He didn't hesitate walking towards the steps and the companion who he obviously towered over. "You may let him pass, Alphonse." He grew another glance towards the feline before it would actually move, he grinned to himself before his features would relax. Ezio made confident steps as he walked up the stairs, perhaps he just looked keen. And perhaps he was. This woman was unusual in some ways, her pelt seemed to be just plain but she had golden markings and some accessories upon her. He stopped when he was a few steps away from her, and he would take a seat on one. Now he just had a better view of her and the land before the duo. "You are right," he commented, "it is better up here."

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.Slipping beneath the horizon, the orange sphere gave way to the blackened night sky. Twinkling lights littered the inky heavens, shimmering in the darkness, flickering intermittently as if to a tune only they could hear. Mother of all these things made her entrance, silvery face gently illuminating the atmos about her. The maestro of the stars, the very thing that seemed to give them life was she - a beautiful and serene creature of the night. Reverence proper was given to Mother Moon in the form of a subtle bow of the cranium from the gilded babe.The ancient egyptian religion was something that the cinammon woman noticed, through her year in those lands, that it had no other practicants but her. That will change once her spawns get here. It is beautiful. she purred softly as the ebon man made his way towards her frame. It was all beautiful and perfect in her fiery orange eyes, each and every bit combining and working together to keep the earth in the delicate balance it needed in order to survive. Wanderlust and passion were the things that defined the autumn babe, she was a collector of beautiful things and creatures, reason why she adorned herself with golden jewellery, as a sign of her regality and of their billiance. Nephthys Ma'at Ithuriel it's what I am called. melodious sonnated of lust and glory escaped her pretty maw, What should I call you , beast? she mocked humorously, no actual malice present in her voce yet her timber was thick and heavy with arabi accent, wrapping itself on each and every syllable. When you walk that walk. And you talk that talk.