For you, the sun will be shining
Reaper
Paws set into motion, towards a source of water they shared. While mist snaked it's way around her lower legs, drawing closer to the water. It wasn't really deep but deep enough for fish to survive. Looking down at her reflection, waiting as a few fish swam close to the top. Her head went in quickly, and snagging a fish quickly up out of the water.
She sat there a few more minutes before a song was released for his ears. Wanting to gift him the fish she had just caught. Her tail wagged behind her.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
The familiar smell of decay wafting from the beast caused her to incline her head in greeting. "Good evening Reaper and Moloch." With a smile on her face, she couldn't deny that the fishing was truly enjoyable. She picked up the fish she had caught moments before and placed it at his paws. Mae was filled with joy upon seeing him.
They may not have known each other for a long time, but she was starting to develop feelings for him, something she was not accustomed to. Mae felt the need to check on him and make sure he was doing okay. When she saw that he was, she couldn't help but give him another smile.
She hesitated about whether to confide in him about her growing feelings. For it was still all brand new for the female. As she dipped her paw into the water, it enticed some fish to approach the surface.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
She wondered how he was fairing. As his words slipped freely out, asking if she was alright. "It hasn't been easy, but making the most out of it." Admitting to him that it wasn't easy somehow sat right with her. Everything seemed that it would be alright. Not just for a second or a moment. But that she was on the right path.
"I mean, it is a new pack, and I am truly thankful that I was accepted. And I am thankful that you are here with me too."Once more the words flew out before the woman could catch them. Picking the fresh fish up and placing it infront of Reaper, her tail tip fluttering in the water. "It seems like I am home in a weird sense, but something is calm and welcoming."
Looking to him as she giggled watching Moloch feast on the other fish. Sure she missed her own family but maybe, just maybe this was a whole new beginning. A fresh start for her. That might just involve Reaper, but she just had to fully open up when the time was right or it was allowed.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
"Least we both know a friendly face." Not helping but agree with his statement, it was true. As long as they both had a friend in one another. He complimented her on her hunting, it was something that everyone needed to know in order to survive. Tail dancing as she sat there, her tail wet from the pond.
"I am glad that you enjoyed it. And hunting is always been a interest of mine, as well as healing. As we both know." She smiled, wondering how he came to these lands completely. "Fishing is always fun, just got to have the patience and know when they bite, and got to stay very still also."
His curious words fell next, she wasn't a fighter, a skill that always could use improving. Maybe it was a offer? "I could always be a better fighter, although I'm not one to fight I know theres a time that will come when I would need to." Mae had stated, it was true though.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
As he offered to teach her how to fight or spar but in simple and gentle way brought thoughts to her mind, a simple praise that he was here also made her heart do a small flip while she moved closer to him, watching Moloch take once again to a branch inches above the duo. "Maybe if Moloch isn't busy that day he will show me to way there. If it is alright with him." She was gentle, so gentle. As she rose to sit. "Say did you find a den at all? Or would you..." She blushed and turned away, not knowing how to ask him if he'd want to den with her. Or how the others would take it.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
His words falling from his lips that the raven wouldn't mind helping Mae at all, her attention turned towards the obsidian bird. Her heart thumped within i's forever cage, she was nervous and scared. But most of all the woman was by far flustered. And there was no hiding it. It seemed like forever before he replied out for her to hear. Ears perk forwards, thinking that he would say no.
Reaper said what she couldn't and that made her stomach do this thing that it felt like thousands of butterflies taking flight. She was at a loss for words though. The best thing and way she could tell him she wanted to was getting up and as she grew closer to him, allowing her body to move along his own. Words couldn't come out from her and that made her a little upset.
So she sat down beside him now.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
'Did I say something wrong?' The masculine asked. Mae could not help but leave a giggle slip passed her lips, as listening to his next words that fell. 'I apologize to you if I did.' But hell, he didn't say nothing wrong at all. As curling her body closer against his. Her own vocals slipped out shortly after. A smile playing against her lips.
"Don't worry, you didn't say nothing wrong at all." Words so true. Her nose brushing against his chest, taking his scent in once more. "I was wanting to ask you the same thing, and I was nervous to do so Reaper." Placing her paw upon his and resting it there.
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
"I spotted a nice area over near the falls and the woods. But it is not only up to me. It's up to us. But what would others think?" She looked to Reaper. "We would have the soft sound of the falls in the distance and then be able to still gather to the meetings easily enough. But also help Widow protect the boarders." Honestly she didn't want to be where the others would den, and it wasn't too close to the boarders either.
She nuzzled into him. It would need some work, but they would work together to make it theirs. And they would be able to dig deeper into the ground to make the den bigger, to make a room or two for others or young ones if that time came.
"We can also make a storage for herbs and everything. And another room that we keep our bedding, I mean if you'd like. It wont be a easy job but I see nothing wrong with it." She stated softly as looking for his input. "Unless you have another spot to scope out Reaper."
"Find me when you're ready for the spar and to build our new den together. I must be going, I have some things I'd like to get in order in the mean time." He gave her a soft wink of one of his seagreen eyes and turned to leave the area.
-Exit Reaper unless stopped-
Reaper also ALWAYS smells of dead, rotten, corpses. He rolls in them daily to preserve his signature scent.
Reaper's voice claim is Stolas from Helluva Boss.
Mae Torres may enter any of Reaper's threads at any given time.
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