Emerging from his den at the break of dawn, Rhazien already had an agenda set in place for the morning. He needed to build the pit for the Sonbahar Blaze- a task Sephiran hadn’t assigned to him, but he’d take it on nonetheless. The night prior, he’d mused over who should assist him. Roving through the members of the pack, assessing their skill one by one, deciding who needed to build on their intellect and crafting. A girl who he’d become quite fond of came to mind- a cousin to the Sultan, one who’d tirelessly honed her fighting skills in the last season. Elysia. Their fight with the tiger had been enthralling- the vivid memory of her youthful, supply body adorned in blood, as she ripped the tiger's throat out - it sent shivers of lust down his spine. But of course, he wasn’t musing over her, with the sole intent to fire her up again and try to fuck her. He truly wanted her to excel, and thus, chose her to accompany him with the task of building the pit.

Heading to the heart of The Polar Sound, where the largest clearing in the valley was found. Rhazien did a quick walk of the perimeter, before stopping to summon Elysia.


"Speech"

Elysia had slept in this morning. Her body, sore from pushing it lately. A good soreness in her eyes. It meant she was growing stronger. But today was her day off. No physical training in the art of fighting. No today her body needed to rest. And she was ready to roll back over and sleep when her uncle called for her.

Lifting her head and tilting it a bit. how interesting. Wonder what uncle Rhaz wants she pondered. But stood up nonetheless. She hadn’t really seen the older male since their hunt. And she was more than happy to spend some time with him again.

Stretching out her aching muscles slowly she began walking towards her uncle's call. Ordinarily she would have run, to keep him from waiting. But today she was taking it easy on herself. So it took her a bit longer to emerge into the clearing. ”You called Rhazien?” she purred, putting a little more emphasis on his name.

She didn’t wait for an invitation to move closer. As she slowly walked towards him, swaying her hips slightly more than normal and letting her tail flicker on and off to catch his eye until she was standing just before him. ”What can I do you for?” her tone just as flirtatious as always.


"Ely & Ezekiel"

His summon broke through the early morning tranquility of The Polar Sound, echoing through the valley until it tapered off into the ocean inlet. Even if Elysia had been asleep, his voice would rouse her from her slumber. He was sure of it.

While he waited for her to arrive, he continued to survey the clearing, deciding on a starting point before getting to work. He’d start clawing at the earth, his movements methodical and precise, as he tore away at the soil to create the perimeter of the fire pit. With each thrust, his muscles rippled beneath his pelt, displaying raw strength and his determination to complete the task. If they were going to uphold their traditions, they needed to set the stage.

As Elysia emerged from the trees, Rhazien was still in the midst of finishing up the hole. He’d shift his gaze to her, motioning for her to join with a flick of his muzzle. He smirks at her, reveling in that youthful sway of her hips as she approaches, before turning his attention back to digging. “Have you heard of the Sonbahar Blaze?” He’d muse aloud, working through the fatigue starting to brew in his shoulders. Beads of sweat glisten across his chiseled features, sunlight tricking through the pines and casting its warmth across his pelt.  

"Speech"