A low call would be pulled from her dark jaws. Mist surrounded her like a cloak, brushing against her silver pelt like a caress. Much to her surprise, Neios had stayed within the boundaries of her lands. When she first found him, she had expected to be dragging him back here kicking and screaming. He had proved her wrong. Now he wanted to know what else he was capable of. The Monarch had spent little time alone with her newest shadow and wanted to change that.
Paws sunk into the earth, he would find her, he always did. It pleased her to see how eager he was to prove his worth. Muscles rolled beneath her pelt, she reveled in her new power. Her numbers were growing, members would soon be growing stronger. A wicked smile twisted her features, she would need to seek out Basilisk.
He was another she hadn't been alone with for sometime. The last time they had been alone had been a memorable one, when she finally stole the last of his innocence. Her mind would wander from the dark boy that ruled beside her to her brother. He had not answered her call before she formed the pack, and she had not seen him in many seasons. She had begun to believe that he was either dead or had left entirely. A small part of her mourned for the loss of her brother.
Audits twitched, her crown carried high. There was much still to be done. But first, she wanted to see Neios. And perhaps Basilisk later. Soon she would need to call together the pack for the games. She needed her ranks filled by those who are worthy. Pleasure sent a shiver down her spine.
Loner
Militant
age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
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It would not take the yearling long to find his empress, as he was never far from her clutches. He would weave effortlessly over rocks and fallen trees on his long limbs, his mouth agape as he panted for relief as he strode toward her call. Minutes later her figure would become visible within the fog, and he would pick up his pace, lips parting as a yowl bubbled from within his jugular. He would approach her head on, his body lowering toward the moist earth as he pawed at the right side of her chest with his left limb. His weight would shift onto his right side as he rested his head on the ground, his tail curling protectively over his genitalia and abdomen. Last time they spoke he had greatly disappointed her by chasing off a member she was trying to recruit. Amethyst eyes would glare upward, a twisted smirk tainting he boys lips. He would wait for her to give him an order, he assumed she had called him here for a reason. Perhaps she was about to dish out his punishment?
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He would come eagerly, his growing form racing towards her head on. She would come to a stop, watching the boy evenly. His yowl echoed in her ears. He was so?.strange. She may never fully understand the boy, but it didn't matter, so long as he did what he was told and didn't betray her. He would drop to the earth, pressing his face against the moist ground as his paw lifted to press against her chest.
A smirk played on his lips, his tail tucked tightly against his belly. A smirk would tug at her lips, though it barely showed. "Get up." He would not be punished today. In fact, she was here for an entirely different purpose. She needed to figure out what to do with this boy. "What do you want?" She wasn't sure he would fully understand her question, but it was worth a shot. She needed to know what he wanted to learn, what he wanted to excel in, what he wanted out of this life.
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