Hunger claws at his stomach with persistence, and he finally decides it is time to find his accomplices, and himself, some meat to devour. A hunt seems to be in order, and so the man moves from the barren hills to the algoma prairie, where he knows prey will be abundant even in the winter season. He reaches the territory without much effort, and upon crossing the borders he tips his crown backwards and slackens his jaws. A menacing howl seeps from his lips as he summons his growing posy to his side, demeaning that Nausica, Cascade, and Pandia return to him at once. He intends to have them work together to take down a big game animal to feast upon, as he knows his family is just as hungry as he is. He waits for them to arrive, his head raised dominantly, his tail curled above his massive hips, and his lips curled to flash his blood stained fangs at any bystanders. Beside him stands a pale eerie figure, one draped in silks of pure ivory that is tinted in a rosy shade. Her name is Mevia, and she is an albino wolverine, whom had dedicated her life to protecting and aiding her king. She glares from left to right with beady red eyes, waiting for the rest of the group to show. "Speech"

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The howl from the dark male thundered through the sky and quickly reached the awaiting ears of the ivory female. allowing her ears to flicked a few times to catch all of the message a soft smirk crossed her lips as she tossed her own head back to allow her soft melody to poor from her lips to allow it to be known she was on her way and would make a speeding entrance.
Punching off her hind, her nimble paws carried her though the domain as she gathered a steady stride after all she did not want to waist to much of her energy if arriving and then be useless when the hunt was on. it took a few moments however she soon arrive and it seemed she was the first erm well second to the strange creature that she had no seen before, narrowing her orbs upon the creature for a moment she soon turned her fire like gaze to that of neios " you called? " she chuckled lightly as her tail flick to an fro in the winter air... being in heat surely was menising at times-

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Eager pawsteps brought Cascade to her brother's small group, his howl summoning her almost immediately. She had eyes only for him, paying no mind to the wolverine or the female already there. Tail wagging, ears and body down submissively she crept to his side, mismatched eyes fixed on him adoringly. The scent of Pandia's heat passed her by completely, the novelty of an albino wolverine at Neios' side unnoticed in her fixation. "Hello brother," she breathed excitedly. A smile, soft and happy, quirked her muzzle, a strange contrast to her more frightening siblings. She attempted to brush her head against Neios' much taller shoulder like a cat, but otherwise remained crouched next to him.

A call entered her ears. A call of hunt. The female instantly perked up. Her brother called upon the family for assistance. Nausica would get up and shake out her thick fur. The babe flexed and stretched before she slithered off. The lady trotted to the prairie, eager for food. Oh how Nausica loved ripping into things. To feel the flesh between her teeth and the blood between her pads. The Saxe woman was that of a weird being. She welcomed slaughter with a smile on her scarred face. Ears were perked and her jowls dripped with excited drool. The girl looked savage at all times but she loved it. To see the fear on the simple fools when they feasted upon her form. She towered over most but the only two wolves she had come across that were larger were Neios and her mother. The lady was perfect. As she got closer the beauty smirked and rolled her delightful shoulders. "My darling brother." The girl looked to Pan and smiled before nodding to her sister. The lady then got down to business. "How do we go about this?" She was hungry and prepared to bathe in blood. WORDS HERE

The first woman to crawl to his side would be Pandia, whom reeked of her heat season, causing a feverish swell of desire to coil within his broad chest, amethyst eyes starting at her gaze and ending at her rump. He had not noticed she was in her heat season the first time they had reunited, and so he would tuck this valuable information into the folds of his mind for later use. He aimed to memorize all his followers's heat seasons for his own purposes, reasons his women were completely unaware of- and he intended to keep it that way. "Pandia, it is good to see you." He calls to her as she approaches, his eyes raising to align with her apricot orbs. The next to arrive is his dear sister Cascade, her presence creasing the corners of his lips into a pleased sneer as he steps forward to greet her. Submissively she would crawl to his side, her skull brushing adoringly against his shoulder like a well trained pet. He would gaze down at her, satisfaction present in his features as he attempts to slide his nose tenderly across the top of her skull. "Cascade." Her name slips from slackened jaws in a whisper before the sound of approaching footsteps breaches his audits, causing him to raise his skull skyward and peer across the prairie. His other sister, Nausica, would be the last to arrive, which surprised the man. She was usually the first to his side if he called, that is if he had managed to stray far enough from her to begin with. Usually she was by his side at all times, along with Cascade and Mevia. "Nausica, my darling sister, my paramour." He moves from his smaller sisters side to embrace his larger sister, his massive bodice seeking to press firmly into Nausica's with a bit of force. Salmon hued toungue slithers out from between his jaws, attempting to coil around the base of her left ear and depart with an enticing kiss before he would back peddle to view the group in whole. "I'm hungry, and I assume you all are too. I propose we take down a big game animal, something large enough to fill our bellies for the night." His eyes bounce from each face, brows raising as he expected them to spill any ideas or plans they might be brewing up. "Yes, yes! Meat, we must find meat my pretties! Meat for us to eat!" Mevia would pipe up after Neios would speak, her beady red eyes glancing excitedly from her master to the group of female faces. She too couldn't wait to sink her fangs into some muscle and flesh. "Speech"

Neios ran his nose along the top of her head and Cascade's eyes half closed in pleasure, but he was soon gone again, gone to go press himself against Nausica as she appeared. Her eyes opened wide, her ears flicked forward as she watched her brother's tongue snake out in an attempt to circle Nausica's ear, blatantly sexual, and her gaze fixed on them. Her expression bore neither condemnation nor jealousy, but simple surprise and curiosity. She hadn't realized in the short time since she'd returned just how physical Neios and Nausica's relationship was... and it fascinated her.

It was difficult to pull her attention back to the matter at hand. A hunt. Meat. But her brother's attentions to Nausica kept flitting through her head, and a warm, tight feeling descended into her belly. "We could go after one of the elk, they're bedding down over by the stream," she ventured, to try to make it less obvious she was staring at Neios like an idiot, but then immediately cursed herself as an idiot. An elk with just four wolves and a short-legged little wolverine? Well, Nausica and Neios were both huge for wolves though, so maybe it wasn't quite the stupid idea it sounded.

The ivory female dipped her head slightly as a greeting to neios before she took another look at the creature that seemed to cling to him like a little lost lamb strange but every king needs a pip squeak of a slave to boss about. a soft smirk tugged on her lips at the idea but the sound of the dark male soon pulled her mind from her little dream land
"Greetings to you also Sir" She half purred in a soft tone as she moved to rest her rump upon the domain as she watched the other two females wriggle in to complete little group, Simply nodding to greet them she remained silent and lifted her snout higher in to the air and allowed her orbs to close for a moment. stilling still she absorbed the scents around her both of the wolves and of nieos little friend she had yet to know the name off. A mild breeze soon brushed past her slender form thus ruffling her pelt slightly and carrying her sweet scent further as well it also carried the sent of the elk herd that was not to far away. hearing the little creature of neois speak she soon turned to rest her amber hues upon it as a low chuckle vibrated within her chest."Eager are we?" she stated before she looked to neio's" There might be early births easy pickings though not alot meat, though with winter just passing an elder might be the best target as they would be weaker" she stated as if she was talking to herself out loud however this was simply her mind connecting the dots to find the target and gain something from this little adventure -

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She watched as her sister and brother embraced before her lovely brother came to her side. His huge bodice slammed into hers and a little groan would escape her jaws. His baritone vocals filled her ebony audits, "Nausica, my darling sister, my paramour." The woman rolled her shoulders and leaned into him. His tongue slithered around her left ear in a soft kiss. Nausica quickly let her head snap to the left and she nipped at his lips. "My love." As he backed away the woman listened to him announce more words to the world. "I'm hungry, and I assume you all are too. I propose we take down a big game animal, something large enough to fill our bellies for the night." She was always hungry. The girl was ready for slaughter and to bathe in blood. She listened to her sister speak, "We could go after one of the elk, they're bedding down over by the stream." Bausica raised a brow quickly as she thought over the options. The woman looked to Pan as she spoke as well, considering the younger ones as well. But, the giant Saxe bitch liked her sisters idea better. "The larger the better." Her tongue slithered along her inky lips in delight, she felt her mouth watering in hunger. The girl would rumble softly, "Lets get a move one, little demons." The girl flashed a look to her brother, waiting to move. WORDS HERE

His demonic mistress would lean into his embrace, her jaws snapping playfully toward his lips as they intertwined into one. He would allow himself to fall defenseless in this moment, but only for a second, as he only felt safe enough to relax when he was wrapped up in his strongest siblings arms. A sigh would escapade his slackened jaws before he would pull himself away from the group, backpedaling until he could see all their faces. The first to speak would be his smaller sister, Cascade, suggesting they hunt the elk herd that was bedding down by the stream. He would nod his head in acknowledgement, frigid eyes turning toward Pandia as responded to what Cascade had said. She would suggest they go for an elder or newborn, and he man would shake his head from left to right, ebony lips creasing into a displeased smirk. "We will go after the largest, the most powerful, and most cunning bull in the herd. We cannot take down the weak while the strong are still standing." He would correct the dame, expecting her to understand and agree with his logic. Nausica would be the next to speak, and his amethyst eyes would turn toward her, lips straightening back to his emotionless expression. Before he could address the group Mevia would speak up again, her pale form bounding toward the middle of the group as she wanted the full attention to be on her. "Come, come! The river is this way!" Without another word the wolverine would bound away from the group, and Neios would turn and follow her without hesitation, as he knew he could count on his companion to lead them there. "Speech"

Her ears flicked to that of Neio's as she listened to the male speak, a low snarl grumbled in her chest as she narrowed her hue's upon him, was he so silly? there was only four wolves, yes it was a good number, but to go for a stag was suicide, with mating season so close the male elf would be more temperamental and not to add to the fact that the antelers of the stag would be grown more, flicking her tail in annoyance she rose upon her appendages.Well excuse me for not wanting to be shiskabobed(sp?), Does it not seem more logical to go for a doe? with mating season the bull will be fighting and other things to worry about gives the perfect advantage point for us It wasn't that the girl was scared of hunting, oh no she lived for it however she looked at things in a more logical manner after all four wolves could easily bring down a doe while the stag was defending its domain. Shifting her weight she sighed softly as she sundered towards the male and circled him, allowing her tail to caress his side as she moved she kept her eyes upon himTrust me one this one, The last thing we need is for someone to get wounded, that will lessen our changes for... well.. whom knows She purred softly before she stopped at his side allowing her pelt to clash with his in a mix and white and black as she waited-

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