after a brief stint in Auster, Dutch returned to the mainland. she had lost track of the Hjarrandi's whereabouts and was left following a very faint trail. she didn't know whose it was, only that the scent mingled with what she knew to be the band. damn her wandering feet. now she was totally lost. tail lashing quietly behind her, she'd wander until those same feet hurt. when she couldn't put a paw in front of her body anymore, she entered a cave at random. feeling like this was better than no shelter, the dwarf would rest here tonight. it was already night, the moon had entered back to the sky and the gods were quiet. she was at the foot of the entrance, curled up and staring up at the stars. they made no sense to her. not to someone who hadn't seen the surface since, well, a few weeks ago. she'd been raised under the earth and was continually learning more and more the more she stayed on the surface. violet eyes shone, reflecting the deep navy sky above her head. her irises swam with a sea. to the Vikings she hung around with, they relied heavily on the sky to navigate. especially for traveling. she... she was just lost. maybe this was a sign to learn more. yawning, she'd dip her head and place it on her paws. with her eyes growing weary, she fought to keep them open. eventually, her head slipped from her paws to hit the earth with a dull thud. soft breathing came from her opened jaws as she fell asleep. though she was in a sort of state Dutch could easily get out of if enough noise came along. or if she smelled another. especially a larger predator. so she wasn't entirely asleep. just too tired to keep her head upright.

Hannibal was regaining weight slowly. He was still slender for he had always been on the lighter side in comparison to a lot of the Wolves in these lands. Many were giants compared to the average Wolf. Even back home Hannibal was considered large but here he seemed smaller then ever. Lengthy legs regained muscle, especially with the heat and all the walking he was doing. Fur was thin due to the season and most of his fat had turned to athletic muscle. At this point Hannibal looked so much more like a runner or hunter then a trained fighter. Perhaps that what he was now? Since his last fight he hadn't trained but he surely hunted a lot. Pink pads fell upon the earth as Hannibal took in a foreign scent. Feminine and a loner. Albino paws slowed as he came face to face with an entrance to a cave. It was evident this was where the scent led to. Hannibal hesitated at the mouth before slowly padding in with wide eyes and sturdy steps. His tail was even with his spine and his head was held high. A mis match gaze swept across the dark cavern before landing upon a curled up figure. The Klein raised his head as he peered down at the Wolf. Eyes were shut and breaths easy, it was clear she was sleeping. The male froze for a moment.. Did he let her leave or take a chance to rest in the cave as well? Feeling bold and.. tired, Hannibal moved to the opposite side of the cavern to slowly lay down on the cave's floor. Eyes remained settled on the babe. He would never allow himself to sleep in the midst of a stranger but his legs needed a break. ""

"whozzat?" she'd utter, probably earning a startled jump from the other person. probably. that was his business. she said it loud enough, not even moving but acutely aware of the other's presence nearby. dwarves slept like logs usually but maybe she was just the odd one out. maybe her journey to the Boreas made her less like a dwarf and more like one of those Vikings. sleep with one eye open, wasn't that the saying? slowly, she'd unfurl from the ground and stretch. the guy wasn't close by at all. it took awhile to locate him in the corner. adjusting to the moon's glow in the sky peeking through the cave, Dutch shook her neck fluff out. he was so much bigger than she was, but then again... everyone was. mostly. "oh" she said shortly, raising a brow. the guy maybe didn't want to wake her up. he was polite. far more than she was. "this your cave? I can go... actually, I'm too tired to go. you'll have to put up with me, m' afraid." her words were half regret and half amusement. settling back down, she'd turn to face the stranger. he was a weird looking guy but wasn't that bad looking from what she could see. Dutch mulled over what to say to him. he was obviously tired. "rough day?" she'd settle on that instead. he was thin and appeared to be recovering from something. the dwarf turned her head away, scoffing. "sorry. sorry. not my business, I know."

A sudden burst of speech and movement was seen as the stranger woke. Hannibal watched silently as his presence resonated in her mind. An amused smirk could be seen as his pale had raised as to be on alert. Pink and blue eyes slipped over her tiny curled up form. Her first few.. coherent.. words were spoken but just as he moved to speak she seemed to leave no loose ends. Resolving her own conflict and settling on remaining in the cave for the time being the male seemed to just raise a brow. A few moments later the stranger inquired about his day and once again the albino parted his pink jaws to speak and she spoke for him. Apologizing for the blunt question with a flurry of words. Finally, after a few moments, he let forth a few husky chuckles while shaking his head. "Hello to you too." The slender male stared at her with laughter seemingly haunting his pale gaze. Amusement swallowed his form with a sly smirk and narrowed eyes. Fluttering white lashes seemed to frame slanted eyes. The male rested one front leg just over the other in a lazy crossed formation. Hannibal tilted his head out of curiosity and a dash of wonder, "Who are you?" Formalities would forsake the strange yet hilarious moment she had provided him. ""

she raised a back leg to scratch idly at the side of her face, all the while her eyes never left the stranger. he seemed amused by her reaction, which only encouraged her to be more entertaining. "straight to pleasantries, eh? can't say I blame ya" Dutch asked with a wide smirk as she lowered her leg back down. maybe he was more of a stereotypical gentleman than she could ever hope to be. or maybe she assumed he would want her to explain herself. sharing a cave with a strange wolf was probably something her Ma taught her not to do. but she was on the surface now. she was optimistic that not everyone was a terrible person. but he asked her a question, didn't he? "I'm Dutch" the dwarf replied to it easily enough "sorry for the random ass sentences; just wanted to make sure you weren't going to go all alpha guy on me and throw me out of this place" not that he was an alpha by rank, but because some guys had this... weird thing about dominance. they didn't even like to share the general vicinity of land. boy oh boy. "cause I found it first" her grin widened even more as she addressed him so casually. it was clear she wasn't dominating herself. she just made a statement. "not that it matters. mi casa su casa." she didn't own this cave. "so, who're you?"

Hannibal observed the seemingly carefree babe with interest. Calculated eyes were trained on her face as a hind paw came forth to scratch. A little grin could be seen as he consumed her words. "Straight to pleasantries, eh? Can't say I blame ya." A brow was raised in response for he felt as though he little choice. The strange gal had had a full conversation with herself and hardly allowed the albino to get a word in for himself. So, he decided it was more intelligent to just start with a simple greeting. Though, she soon explained herself while offering a name and mentioning that she was concerned of him 'going all alpha on her.' Another chuckle could be heard from the male as he shook his head, "Dutch." A pause. "I am Hannibal Klein of Ashen." Gently leaving out the part the was in fact an alpha by technicality. The beast's black and white tail swayed upon the cool earth idly. Front paws were crossed and his head perked up. Eyes never left the babe unless to sweep over to the mouth of the cave when he heard something of interest. As she finished her explanation Hannibal offered a simple shake of his head, "If anything I am the intruder since you found the cave first." A brow raised again, "So I offer you thanks for allowing me to stay." Hannibal leaned forward ever so slightly with eyes roaming her form, "What brought you here?" ""

it was clear that he thought she was... odd. but she was odd for a reason. Dutch wanted to gauge both his interest and his ability to reply to her words. she had a plan here, y'know. he just didn't know it. "honestly, you can never be too careful, Mister Hannibal Klein" she gestured to her body in one sweeping motion. she chuckled darkly at her small stature. "not only am I a woman alone, but I'm much smaller than the average wolf. it wouldn't matter to others if I found the cave first or not." and he'd have to be a fool to not realize some wolves just take what they want. so yeah, he could be a gentleman about it but she could also be careful. feeling that explaining she had gotten separated from her band was much less, well interesting and intelligent... "oh, nothin' much" she went on, rolling her shoulders at his question. rising to her paws, she immediately sat her rump down on the earth after curling her tail. "adventure. excitement" an ear flickered behind her skull "at least, that's what was advertised" her little snout looked around the cave and she smirked. "or maybe I just like meetin' handsome strangers in the dead of night. you never know." she noticed the way he was looking at her. not predatory but more... well, shall we say accepting? she'd gotten such awful looks from people since she came to Boreas. even the band members thought she was odd. to say it was nice not to be looked at for her size but as a woman... maybe she was being a bit bold. or maybe she was just agreein' to it. either way, she found she liked it. he wasn't bad to look at too.

As his tail flicked the albino Alpha listened to her words with a rather amused flare in his eyes. Most of the she-wolves he surrounded himself with were arrogant and seductive. This... Dutch.. was much different to say the least. It seemed the oddballs and the weirdos attracted Hannibal in a way some simple harlot could not. The character built beneath the skin was what he seemed to be attracted to. Titles and names were one thing but he wanted to spend time with real Wolves. Thus, the rather interesting babe before him was enough to peak his curiosity for the time being. Bold and blunt vocals fell from her slender mouth as Dutch moved to sit rather then remain laying down. Hannibal did not move but his eyes were shamelessly taking in the length of her bodice. As she had said, she was rather small, especially in comparison to Hannibal who was slightly above average when it came to height. Of course those like Archon or Sirius who were literal giants. Hannibal's smirk never left his pink lips as his mis match ears flicked with each word she said. His head tilted as she spoke of 'handsome strangers' and a low rumble of a laugh could be heard. "Handsome strangers?" The beast allowed his lips to curl upward in a much more devious smirk. Eyes were narrowed as white lashes fluttered over his pale gaze. "What if these handsome strangers are actually ghouls?" Hannibal tilted his head, allowing his eyes to connect with her own. Amusement was now laced with a glint of something much more fiery. ""

he had a fair point. what if the strangers were less than kind compared to him? "well" Dutch fixed her face with an amused but thoughtful look as she regarded the man. "we can't all be perfect." she said this with her most serious face to date, as if daring him to laugh. though inside, her guts were screaming in laughter. a perfect handsome stranger? without baggage attached? who wanted that? Boreas was a land rich in experiences. she'd welcome any that it had to offer. "but maybe I like a little danger." she added, her face split into a more adventurous little grin now. her own eyes moved up his taller body with ease. Dutch was far from a delicate little lady sitting nicely and playing pretend. no prince was going to come for her. no kingdom would be her own. she was a common wolf, with no aspirations or dreams other than trade and make things. and this guy reeked of danger. perhaps she was just tired of people hung up on her height and would throw herself at the only person so far that didn't care. "and I wouldn't mind being eaten by a ghoul like you, I suppose."

The accented words of the strange girl filled his ears. Hannibal took in her body language as she spoke and the smirk seemed to remain the entire time. Her flirtatious nature caused something to stir within the beast. Hannibal was not one to tempt for as his gaze roamed and his thoughts darkened it was easy for him to have a one track mind. Of course, if the feelings were mutual. Lust fought with simple amusement as he seemed to tense. Unmoving the male allowed her own deep pink eyes flow over his slender form. The beast was still much skinnier then he had been but his build was much more athletic with ripples of muscle. A low growl formed in the base of his throat as he consumed her final words. The ghoul's smirk seemed to fade as a much more focused expression took it's place. It seemed fate had blessed him upon that night. To grant him with such a beautiful maid in a random cave.. It was all too perfect. Perhaps this Dutch was some sort of seductress or a trap. But, Hannibal did not let his mind dwell on what could happen but what should happen. "Do not say what you do not mean." Hannibal stood with ease before slinking over to the much smaller Wolf. He took in her feminine scent before completely closing the distance between them. If allowed, Hannibal would moved to brush his muzzle against her throat with another deep growl. "If these are games you play.. leave." Hannibal pressed his chest against her seated figure before moving his muzzle to her right ear, "Or stay and I will give you what you want.." ""

he closed the distance, standing before her with intentions clear. if she was scared, she would have left before berating him. if she had second thoughts, she would make that quite apparent. and if she said what she didn't mean, well, then she'd be rejecting his advances. a light scoff rolled from her lips, giving a shake of her head. "please" Dutch replied, rolling her eyes "I could think of a few good games to play with you, rather than without you." she cheekily replied to his notion this was just a game to her. they were both adults. why shouldn't they? this wasn't love or affection. there were no illusions. he was a simple roll in the hay. she was the same to him too. it was pure lust. she hadn't laid with a wolf since she got here. it was high time she did. "don't toy with me. I ain't forcing you to partake if you don't want to" Dutch went on, feeling his muzzle move against her neck. she dipped her head to brush her nose against his snout lightly. moving her body into a more comfortable position, she displayed herself accordingly. "so come on, ghoulie. have a bit of a nibble." her permission granted, she'd succumb to the pleasures that awaited. / FADE

With recently being granted a crown as well as the opportunity to bed with Circe Abraxas for political reasons.. the male was more then happy to partake in some mostly carefree pleasures. To have such a beautiful babe present herself to him without any stress, rules, nor assumptions.. he felt blessed. Hannibal consumed her words with a little sneer, "Very well then." The alpha began to trail nips along her neck and jaw line before she moved into a more enticing position. Pale eyes went wide with glory as the lusty beast moved to her rear. Dutch's words grazed his ears and a tiny snort of his own could be heard. "You are a whole damn meal." A low grumble of a chuckle was emitted before he positioned himself over her and delved into the act. -fade to black- ""