The den prepared specifically for her had surpassed expectations. Perhaps staying here in this dreadfully gloomy land would not be so bad after all. With time to herself, Eudora figured she would study the weather some more. With the peculiar red sky and blazing red sun, the wind behaved differently.

Stretching out her lithe frame with freshly groomed fur, the newly arrived Dunamis fae exited the den for a better view. Gracefully laying herself on a patch of grass, folding her limbs in a particular way, Eudora settled in for an afternoon of sky watching.

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his day would be the usual patrol and gathering herbs. he came from seeing his children recently and his departure was always hard. such a busy wolf, Érebos never stayed in one place too long. he trusted his relatives- leaving them all to their own devices, not wanting to babysit the adults. Érebos for one, enjoyed his solitary moments and he expected nothing less of the new comers: Kostas and his sister. what came to mind when the patriarch thought of them was not much at all; considering he only knew them generally. their faction had been more private, more elusive than other factions. coming to mandatory meetings and celebrations had been where Érebos saw these distant cousins most. and it gained Érebos' curiosity- intrigue even, as he pondered on them. were they just as trustworthy as the rest of the clan? he intended to find out.

but as the patriarch strolled beneath the reddish sky, his dual toned gaze found the sleek figure of Eudora dunamis. she appeared to be lounging, taking in the scenery all the same. so she liked good things then. he appreciated her pace, for one. "How are you liking Boreas so far? Any opinions of it?" he hoped enyo didn't paint too grim of a picture to these distant cousins.. but knowing enyo, she never did hold back her personal analysis. "It isn't as terrible as it sounds, Eudora. It's as of recent." he was speaking about the mysterious red sky and illness. he came slowly from behind her, strolling up to a peaceful halt next to her right side if she did not move. he slowly reclines into his own lay-, muscular arms coming to lower him comfortably on the grassy terrain. he glanced at her before turning his gaze to the horizon ahead. Érebos held unmistakable contentment when he was amongst his family.


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As the wind rustles through the crisping leaves, Eudora takes note of the weather. While back home, the air would be balmy and thick, here it is much different. Dry and light, far easier to breathe, even beneath the tortuous red sky. Was the weather affected by the phenomenon? Her eyes watch the birds flutter, riding different air pockets, delighting in the way their feathers turned and fluttered to adjust.

Drawing her from her study is the approach of Erebos. Meeting his ice and coffee gaze, she gives him a pleasant and demure smile. Play the game, bide her time, she knew what she was doing. Adjusting just enough that he had enough room to join her among the grasses.

“I suppose I cannot form an opinion until I see its true beauty, hm?” Eudora questions, a brow raised delicately in question toward him. His scent matches the masculinity of his figure, that she won’t deny, but the non-Dunamis scents that linger on him are new to her. Taking him in a moment before turning her gaze back to the surroundings, she resolves to letting out a sigh. “Do you like it here?” She asks tentatively, curious what he’ll say.

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É R E B O S .

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Eudora was reputed to be fine with words. too fine. like a siren who played on songs, pretty as gold. after all, she was Kostas' sister. and even Kostas was said to be as cunning as a feline; stealthy and devious. it seemed to be a theme for this particular faction. but alas, snakes would not last here under his reign; he was happy to sever them by the head. widow was one of these snakes: batting lashes and smiling at him as if he had been safe with her. was this sweetly smile from Eudora Dunamis one to despise of as well? "Like it? I suppose." his reply was vague but not purposefully.

sighing, he relaxed some next to her. her perfume was delicious but even that did not startle his train of thought. his eyes were hardened and something within them showed his wisdom. a quiet if not calm deeply rooted sense of control seeped from his aura. he was a stable force to be acknowledged, that was inevitable. although Érebos did not walk about warning other's of his relentless seize,.. it instead could be felt. like a waving pressure that never let up. "What do you plan to do here?" straight to the point, intending to pin the siren upon her head, to the ground & out of her water. take them out their element. "What ideas do you have." less of a question, his tone was deep and heavy while his eyes finally flickered to her beautiful face. he stared deliberately into her dual colored pools of blue, his questions remaining stiff on the breeze.

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Eudora could admit, personally and inwardly, that Erebos appeared to be an intellectual challenge compared to other men she’s met. She can admire that. If it were too easy, it wouldn’t be fun, not nearly as much at least. As he speaks, she doesn’t look at him right away. One ear flicks toward him, informing him that she was listening.

Wasn’t it amazing how the weather seemed so different here? Truthfully, learning the patterns of weather here would take time, but she was beginning to learn why wolves enjoyed it here. As the wind shifted once more, bringing a myriad of scents and notes with it, she noticed the dryness continuing to alleviate her stuffy nostrils and allow her to nap a pattern. Yep, she could stay here.

Settling upon her decision, Eudora turns to look at Erebos, giving him one more assessment. Would wolves be similar to Erebos? The Dunamis? Or vastly different? Her curiosity is intrigued as she gums, finalizing her answer to the Patriarch. “Plan? Are you not my Patriarch?” Her head tilts, looking at him quizzically, a smirk lingered on her pale lips.

“Truthfully, the Elders wished me here to help advise, as I’m sure you’ve been informed. Until I know more about your situation and future plans, I cannot devise a more solid plan,” she pauses, letting him sift through that before she continues. Shifting so that she faces him better, allowing her full face to turn toward him. “I would like to know what you plan, what your current state is, all of it. Please,” Eudora turns sincere with these words, formal and professional so that he knows she’s being serious. It was apparently time to get down to business.

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it was clear Eudora held a sense of humor and wit- and audacity. and today, it would not get the best of him. she was a refreshment truth be told; different from the norm of his rather tedious and strenuous days. her darling smile triggered his own faint dimpled grin yet it made no lasting expression. his eyes kept her at bay in a sense, asking her to prove herself in ways he'd never say aloud. could she tell he was lonely? looking at her for a moment before turning back to the horizon ahead, his ears remained active in listening. a serious man with a sober mind, he let his mind play. "Give me more audacity," his stare said as it, for only second, flicked over her face in secret.

her formalities were noted, appreciated and seen. an elegant woman, as poised as fine wine with a plum undertone; sweeter as you continued to swirl the velvety essence between your tongue and palate. Eudora was slowly being understood as an enigma. what strengths did she have, and more importantly what were her weaknesses? she asked about him yet his his own study of her had just begun. "You intrigue me." he sighed, coming to look at her again as she spoke. listening as she turned their encounter surprisingly intimate. her accented voice spoke a sincere plea,- for him to open up.

he flicked his ebon scut, ears swiveling some as he thought for a moment before his baritone voice drawled out. "Before I do such, as your patriarch I demand you show me your truth." a low growl began to slowly bubble in his chest- a primal purr of sorts that left from the deep cavities of his nose. flaring his nares and exhaling hot air, he watched with a dispassionate glaze over his dual toned eyes. his gesture was not to be mistaken; as it was more of a warning for her not to be advantageous of his interests. he desired her honesty. "What do you want in the end?"

Curious. so very, very curious to know who Eudora was.



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His admittance of her intrigue had her insides fluffing with pride. Oh, how badly she wanted to give him sass. Of course I intrigue you, darling Patriarch. I intrigue everyone. Her stare matches his, those secret pleas and momentary glances flicking between them as they sized each other up. It was no secret why the Elders chose him to be the Patriarch. Merely laying here with him, only a few feet away, she could tell he commanded presence, demanded to be listened to, to bend the will of others. Unfortunately for both of them, she would not be so easily bent.

Giving him a wink as a response, she shifts her weight once more to be more comfortable, better seated for their shift in conversation. He wished, no, he demanded her truth. Were the Elder's words not good enough? Did he require her to say it aloud? So that she admit she was beneath him figuratively and if she were to guess, physically as well. Too bad he was already betrothed. Eudora was many things, but home wrecker she was not, but it didn't mean she couldn't have fun.

"The end? There will be no end, my dear Patriarch," her brow arches in response as she speaks fluidly. Dancing around the subject, no direct answer, but also so very direct. Read between the lines, love. "I came to fulfill my duty as a female Dunamis. Birth pups, follow my orders, and serve to the best of my abilities. Is it what I want?" Eudora thinks for a moment, her heterochromatic gaze drifting up toward the canopy of the willows, thoughtful and considerate. "Hm, that is a difficult question to answer. As a Dunamis, I was tested, as we all are to see where we best fit. I am cunning, smart, and efficient. They deemed me worthy of a Patriarch's Advisor and thus, that is what I wish for in the end. To stand by your side and advise you until we all crumble into dust," there is an edge to her accented tone as she brings her gaze back down to Erebos.

Is that what she truly wanted? Always being second best? No, but to some, the Patriarch's advisor was an honor. No female could truly hold a higher rank unless they convinced the Elders to allow them as a Matriarch. Ha, in their dreams! Did she secretly want to step up? To lead? Of course. She was strong-willed, determined, stubborn. A force to be reckoned with. Eudora believed she could lead just as strongly as any male, but it wasn't her place in life. Nor was falling in love or being a damsel in distress, but did she still dream about it? Of course she did. Everyone loved romance, but it wasn't the plan laid out for her.

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Eudora played her part and her game as expected. she seemingly enjoyed keeping her patriarch on his toes, teasing him just below his limit- avoiding his rather dangerous impatience. smart girl. he flared his inky nose, listening some more as she went on under the scope of his intense scrutiny. delivering an answer he was proud of. she was lighthearted, more than he. both Eudora and her twin mirrored this playful, casual energy. and that was fine as long as it caused no slip-ups in their clan. "Your bother and you are distant cousins of mine. Forgive me for my need of study." he cleared his throat as he remained facing her, previously catching her wink just moments before. he knew his questions sounded like an interview and in truth, it might of well been. Érebos didn't trust many- and although being a dunamis was warranted some extra credit, he could not deny his distaste for their rather crafty impressions. Érebos was a man of clarity after all. he needed to know their craft would not dare tread and overlap into their loyalties.

"Good." he offered nothing else but a softened gaze over her. he eyes her features for only a second before he returns to her dunamis trademark of a gaze. oh, how he grew to adore those dual toned eyes of his lineage. a sign of their purity and pedigree. "Very well then. You will be ranked as my head advisor. Take your job seriously and you will be fine." he spoke seriously, tones stern and smooth. "I will own a pack in due time. You've arrived within the midst of it." he informed her, turning to the horizon.

as a breeze blew, he said "And on that note of birthing pups..- you are in season, yes?" Érebos turned back to her, his eyes glazing over with a spark of forbidden interest as he sniffed the air slightly to taste her perfume more clearly. his audacity was to be made clear, yet subtle. wanting her to see his primal awareness for what it was: he was a receptive male in power. and if he wanted to, he would dictate her womb as if he owned it. "I hope you are aware only I will approve of who you procreate with." he warned her, feeling a sense of territorial aggression fan over his cousin. an instinctive beast, Érebos was quick to make Eudora reacquainted to him and their ways.


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Eudora released a gentle snort at his apology. "You would be a terrible Patriarch if you did not study newcomers," she replies with ease, lifting a paw to wave it off. For as much as she judged him for his study, she also understood just as much. Truthfully, she would do the same if she were in his position. The Dunamis were known for being snakes and trusting was not a particular trait they carried.

His next statement though has her lips pursing, clearly hiding a triumphant smile. Oddly, she felt at ease with Erebos. It was uncommon for her to relax in anyone's presence so quickly. Yet, he was crowned Patriarch. How could she distrust such a male? If the Elders trusted him, then so should she. "I am nothing but serious, Patriarch," she cooed in response, her pale lips flattening before curving ever so slightly to reveal a pleased expression. "I suppose it is good I arrived in the thick of it. I shall like to see how others react in your presence," Eudora nods, her eyes lingering on Erebos. She was curious to see how he performed in the ring and if he would become the victor.

When the wind shifted, she knew her pheromones shifted with it. Truly the worst thing about being a female was the inability to hide when one was or was not in season. She hums quietly, nodding confirmation to Erebos' question. It wasn't uncommon for Dunamis to be poly or the Patriarch to bed with females aside from his partner, but the idea still didn't sit well with her. Perhaps it was her own personal jealousy that prevented her from seeking out multiple partners. What was hers was hers and no one else's.

Meeting his gaze, she could see the territorial gleam in them. Her belly ignites with warmth at the look. The way he speaks, telling her that he was the sole decider of who she spent the night with flared two feelings within. One of wanting, to be ravaged by the male laid out before her, and secondly of rebellion. The audacity he held to dictate who she slept with when she wasn't his. She would like to see him try and stop her. With how the feelings warred in her chest and groin, she didn't respond right away. Allowing a pregnant pause to fall between them as she stared courageously and seductively at him.

"And what say your wife, hm? How does she feel of you dictating other female's wombs?" Eudora dared ask, her eyes glittering with stubbornness and daring.

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she seemingly understood their ways-, kept up with the memos. good.. one less wolf to keep in line. she appreciated to his initial assessment of her, making things easier for him to carry on. not that it would've stopped him anyway, but it was certainly nice not to experience the common friction he did. in the midst of this, the male caught her faint grins and body language but did nothing to nurture them with his own- at least not yet. Eudora then confirmed her earnestness in regards to being his advisor, and this too was good. but even Eudora's wisdom would fall short as she continuously teased him, striking his temper just so. "Watch where you tread, Eudora Dunamis." he crinkled his snout, baring his ivory fangs that were much larger than her own. his ears slicked back as his throat vibrated a deep guttural growl that came from the pits of his wide girth. the waves of sound could be felt in close proximity while he looked at her with a hardened glare. while he was on the calmer side of temperaments, it was fatal to assume he was predictable. his anger would flare for a brief moment, his hackles rising. he was as fickle as his sister truth be told but enyo was much more reckless about it. this simply was not a fault he could afford; no, not when leading an entire family and clan.

he let the cool breeze dissipate his frustration as he flared hot air out his nose, his dual toned eyes never leaving his cousin's face. his own visage then returned to the stoic expression it aways held, providing no emotional cues to read on. his warning was given and he knew she'd be smart enough to heed it promptly. shifting his weight, the male sighed before finally speaking. "I would advise you leave my wife to me." he flashed a fang, brows furrowed for a second as his ears became erect. completely oblivious to the carnal fire Eudora experienced whilst sitting so closely to him. his mind instead blurred over with the previous flare of irritation. it was safe to say in general circumstances such as this, Eudora's daring and stubbornness wouldn't survive well with the patriarch. foolish of her to think it ever would in the first place. "Μείνετε κοντά στη γραμμή που σας παρέχω. Όσο όμορφη κι αν είσαι γλυκιά ξαδέρφη, δεν με πειράζει να σε καταστρέψω. Είτε παίρνετε αυτό που νομίζετε ότι σας ανήκει, είτε σας βλάπτει. Είσαι δική μου(Stay close to the line I provide you with. As beautiful as you are sweet cousin, I don't mind ruining you. Be it taking what you think you own, or harming you. You are mine)." he spoke in their mother tongue; his deep voice was heavy with assertion and claim, booming into the atmosphere. an imprint made just for her, a law he reprimanded. would she leave then? make him fight her down for her presence too? or would she bend like she was born to? if she wasn't suppose to.. she wouldn't of been born a woman.



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Eudora’s gaze did not lower when he spoke sternly to her. Watching as he transformed nearly into a monster with raised lips, flashing canines, and slicked back ears, her reaction felt conflicted. She was a Dunamis. This sort of behavior from males was normal, expected even. It wasn’t uncommon for her own father or brother to put her in her place from time to time. But this? With Erebos? A sense of ignited warmth coiled in her belly that begged her to push him further. Even beneath his hardened glare, she merely met it with a smooth facade of gentle defiance. She would watch her mouth where she deemed it necessary.

And oh? Was this a sliced nerve she saw now? How he reacted to her comment about his wife nearly made her grin. Did sweet Mrs. Dunamis not agree to the life he so wished to live? What delicious news this was. Would this darling not bend and mold to the will of Erebos? Eudora yearned to find out. After all, if she were to be his Advisor, she would need to know everything. There would be no secrets where she was concerned.

Her need to defy and bury the coiling fire in her belly only furthered when his Greek words snapped out at her. Crossing lines is where she learned the most and the best, but the question was… How should she respond now? Clearly, he was putting his paw down, making it known to her that he would not be a pushover. Proving to Eudora once more that Elders knew what they were doing. So instead of pushing back, but not completely bending, she smirked.

“So you think I’m beautiful?” Eudora purred, replying in their mother tongue in case lose lips and large ears were eavesdropping nearby. Fluttering her lashes at him as she leaned closer to his snarling face, she wondered if he would punish her or be done with her for the day. Finding a good rapport between them would surely be a challenge yet.

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could it be that Érebos dunamis met his match? a woman who seemingly failed to be swayed by emotion herself..? well then, she certainly stood out against the heathens he's bedded in the past. surpassing the nature of his own rather egoistically sensitive wife. yet the very mistake Eudora made was underestimating him. or was she simply didn't care? he pondered then what course of action would really leave a mark on her. she was playful, suave and catty. a brat who treaded to close to the fire. then fine, she will have it.

he acted with swift movements, coming to suddenly rise in an attempt to rain down his huge body on top of her own- fangs bared and snout puckered as he attempted to stand above her lithe frame with swollen biceps caving her in. he then released a symphony of dangerous snarls and growls, his body erect with adrenaline. he aimed to place his maw to her left ear, whispering a poisonous promise just for her to hear. "κάτι μου λέει ότι θα είσαι μια υπέροχη πόρνη όταν σου λέω να είσαι(something tells me you'll be a wonderful whore when I tell you to be)." glistening salvia dripped slowly from his cavernous mouth, snout flaring as he stood tall, towering above with large paws that gripped deeply into the earth. "Δεν χρειάζεται καν να σε αναγκάσω(I don't even have to force you)." he hissed, his words spitting past the bars of his ivory teeth.

he would not move unless she made him- if she dared to. it would be here her defiance ended one way or another.


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Eudora knew what she was doing with the words that slipped free from her ivory lips. She fully expected him to react in an aggressive way. They all did, frankly. Being bratty was much too fun when it was so easy to rile up the seemingly fragile masculinity of most males.

When Erebos abruptly stood, towering over her laying form, she tilted her chin up to meet his mismatched gaze. It would be easy for him to take her life. The risk of danger is what excited her. All he needed to do was clamp his jaws around her neck and press down. A few seconds and she would cease to exist. The mere thought of him blocking the air from her throat allowed the warmth in her to swell until she felt breathless.

He was quite a magnificent beast, Eudora wouldn’t complain. There was temptation in her widened gaze that revealed a rim of fear as he hissed into her ear. His words sink in and she’s not sure if she should be pissed or enticed. She loved a good romping in a den, but she was not hiss whore. Patriarch, sure. Decider of her womb? Fine, she could live with that - for now. But he had a wife and Eudora was not second best nor a wrecker of homes. She also shared poorly too. If Erebos wanted her he would either need to force it from her or choose her and her alone.

Her breath quickened as his threat solidified. More defiant stubbornness bubbled up, mixing with the turbulent wave of emotions that rose up. ”You will be sorely mistaken if you believe you do not need to force me,” Eudora purred in response, lethal venom interwoven between each syllable. ”You can decide my future, but I will not share. Touch me and I will make sure your wife knows,” the threat fell from her before she could take it back. There would be no taking it back now and whatever the consequence, Eudora prayed Erebos took her seriously.

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