ardent

Avoiding the Thought



Domovei

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04-11-2013, 09:24 AM



Where was his brother when he needed him most? Where was Newt, his master? He almost longed to feel her jaws again, sinking deep into his flesh, subduing his rage instantaneously. But no feeling ever came. All he was faced with was the questioning gaze of the female called Cassandra, watching him, scrutinizing him carefully. He would sway uncertainly, feeling exhaustion overcome him, the feeling even more noticeable with every moment that passed. Tiredness seeped into his bones, threatening to halt him in his tracks. But adrenaline caused him to push on, now that this female had piqued his interest.

His rage was not at all stable. Rather, it came in unstable waves, like the salty ocean water lapping at the shoreline, never threatening to stay for longer than was necessary. She began to speak and her feminine tones caused his upper lip to curl defiantly, revealing the stained incisors that were hidden beneath.

Eyes directed themselves back up to her face, but not before examining each inch of her body with care. The female was healthy, not gaunt with hunger; her pelt was well-kept and free of signs of abuse. "A stream, she says..." Skepticism flared up in his strange stare, as though he was questioning her intentions. His vision had grown blurry; the female contorted before his eyes, her frame becoming hazy and ghostlike. Nostrils would flare and his tail would twitch uncertainly between his legs, searching for the scent of the water source. But Cassandra's scent threatened to overcome him, and he could sense nothing else..

"Horrid? Do you not know the wonders of the Lentajin pack?" Certainly she didn't. The pack was small, and their lands were somewhat barren... but what a wonderful respite it offered him, what comfort he found in his Queen's possession. The Lentajin pack had given the broken male meaning again. "The land has grown very dry... a drought has struck us..." While most packs might band together in search of water, instead the wolves had separated, and Domovei had gotten lost in the labyrinth of his mind in the search for a stream..