Now that he was back in Arcanum, he had a few loose ends to tie up, and all the time in the world to do so. The first thing he would do is reconcile with one of the few wolves that had managed to leave an impression on him- Meinx. The duo had meet a long time ago when they were both young pups, both of them drawn to the power Cataleya possessed. They had fought, and he had won, but the woman had been the only wolf capable of leaving him with a nasty scar. Because of Meinx, Neios still, and forever would have, a large open mouth bite scar on his left side. His spiked harness only covered a small portion of the scar, so it was visible to everyone. It was a forever reminder that she had the capability to take a chunk out of the behemoth- and he respected that. He wondered what the woman was up to now that they were all grown up and more than capable of taking over the world.  Stealthily the viper moves through the plains on silent paws, his senses trained on the alluring scent Meinx's bodice gives off. Her perfume was distinct, he could tell her apart from all the other members in the pack, so it was easy to follow her trail. As her scent grows stronger, it is obvious that she is very close now, but he cannot see her yet. Perhaps she is close enough to hear him though, should he call out to her."Meinx... I know you are here... Come out." The monster calls out to the dame, his boisterous voice booming across the landscape. Surly she would hear him, and if she didn't, she must have gone deaf in his absence.  "Speech"

                                   

The woman had been absent minded, unable to perform to her full ability. She had almost fully recovered now from the illness that had plagued her, though their was still a slight banging within the back of her head. She would lay against a single tree, the night draping over her large body, the beta would still remain aware of her surroundings, her ears twitching with the cacophony of alerting noises. The voice which had called to her was all to familiar, and she had to wonder if he was actually here. She would raise from her resting area, stretching her long limbs before going in the direction he had called. It wasn't often she would grant requests, but this meeting was all to tempting. She had lost when she had first fought him, leaving a scar across the centre of her scruff. As the months went by she was quickly gaining new wounds, some more severe then others, but she had never thought herself a failure, or cared much on her appearance. Was she an unpleasant sight? Unatural looking? She could only hope. It was rather boring being so... simple? Her russet fur not helping with the originality. Meinx would appear from behind him, aiming to close the distance between them, before turning to stand in front of the saxe. " Neios." his name would fall of her silken lips, though she held no emotion in her tone or visage. " What brings you back to Arcanum, are you bored of being alone so soon?" Her nose still stung slightly, though now it was simply heavy scarring to the muzzle and emptiness where the nose used to be.

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A few moments of time roll by before the woman makes her appearance, the behemoth already aware of her presence as he hears her footsteps from behind him. He decides to act like he is oblivious to her arrival, and remains still as stone as she walks past his side to stand directly in front of him. Instantly his frigid gaze is ensnared by the nasty scar that ravages her once unscathed facial features, and his right brow perks in interest. Who had managed to do such a horrible thing to such a pretty lady? She breaths his name quietly, no hints of emotion present upon her impassive face. He responds to her statement with a slight curl of his lips. "Meinx, how wonderful to see you." Sarcasm drips heavily from his deep toned voice, this is his attempt to hide his true feelings- which is he is actually quite happy to see the woman. "Hmmm... What brought me back you wonder? Why, it wasn't loneliness- it was the desire to conquer these pitiful fools who think the island of Alacritis belongs to them." Of course he is referring to anyone who does not stand beside Cataleya or the wolves of Acranum. "Enough about me, I am far more interested in you." Heavy emphasis is put on the word you. He takes a small pause before continuing. "For example, what god awful creature did that to your nose?" He questions as he takes a daring step toward her, an attempt to get a closer look at her mutilated face. Speech,

                                   

The woman would remain perfectly in place, not shifting in the slightest while he assessed her out. He responds in a tone she could only expect to match her own, but some things never change. She would let the silence fall between them for a moment, until the dark brute breaks it. " I to wish to seek the path of destruction to those who are against Cataleya. So many fools think Alacritis is fair and theirs. I want them to know that's not the case." Of course, he would shift the topic onto her. How delightful. She would never pity her battle scars, and she could only wish to gain more in the years, hopefully with more of her victories then losses. "You know, it's rude to point out the flaws of a woman. " Her crown would tilt of to the side, mocking her own shock. " Perhaps now i look as hideous as you." The Adravendi would snort, her blue gaze looking upon his large frame, The Saxe's where rather plain in design, much like the Adravendi's. She barely even noticed his companion, lurking of near his side.

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