Time to welcome the devil's spawn
04-17-2013, 02:38 PM
She had chosen the soulless forest because of its remote location and the lore that came with its name. This was not a friendly atmosphere. No wolf in their right mind would willingly walk into a place like this unless they were searching for someone, needing to fight someone to they had completely lost their mind and wanted to die. It was the perfect place for the she-wolf to come and birth the spawn that had been growing inside her belly since the day she encountered the womanizer Bane.
She had figured no one would wander in and if they did they would simply walk past her chosen birthing spot inside of the nest of thorns. Only a stupid wolf would wander near something that could possibly harm it. Since arriving the she had not detected the scent of any other. Even after she had given birth to the pups, well pup now since she had disposed of the other two weaklings, the scent of another had not come up. And yet as she laid, her only remaining pup quietly suckling at her teat, the scent of another suddenly wafted into her nostrils. It was foreign, one she had never encountered before, belonging to an unknown male. Another womanizer looking to see if he could get lucky? Destruction wasn?t about to let that happen again. The next man that tried to get their way with her was going to get his throat ripped out.
And just as suddenly as the new male?s scent came to her, an accompanying voice rumbled from outside her path of thorns, warning her that she was going to regret that later. Surely the only thing she would regret was ever letting Bane have his way with her. Had the stranger seen her dispose of the other two pups? It was none of his damn business what she did with the spawn from her body. Darkened kissers pulled back over pearly daggers as she new mother rose from the ground, pulling the teat right out of the mouth of young Dillion, as she had named him in her mind, limbs bringing the female to crouch in front of the entrance to her birthing spot, audits pinned against her skull, a rumbling snarl erupting from her jaws as she spoke. Who the hell are you to tell me what I am to regret or not? she snarled, ivory, crimson ringed orbs watching the ivory, dual gemmed brute before her.
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She had figured no one would wander in and if they did they would simply walk past her chosen birthing spot inside of the nest of thorns. Only a stupid wolf would wander near something that could possibly harm it. Since arriving the she had not detected the scent of any other. Even after she had given birth to the pups, well pup now since she had disposed of the other two weaklings, the scent of another had not come up. And yet as she laid, her only remaining pup quietly suckling at her teat, the scent of another suddenly wafted into her nostrils. It was foreign, one she had never encountered before, belonging to an unknown male. Another womanizer looking to see if he could get lucky? Destruction wasn?t about to let that happen again. The next man that tried to get their way with her was going to get his throat ripped out.
And just as suddenly as the new male?s scent came to her, an accompanying voice rumbled from outside her path of thorns, warning her that she was going to regret that later. Surely the only thing she would regret was ever letting Bane have his way with her. Had the stranger seen her dispose of the other two pups? It was none of his damn business what she did with the spawn from her body. Darkened kissers pulled back over pearly daggers as she new mother rose from the ground, pulling the teat right out of the mouth of young Dillion, as she had named him in her mind, limbs bringing the female to crouch in front of the entrance to her birthing spot, audits pinned against her skull, a rumbling snarl erupting from her jaws as she spoke. Who the hell are you to tell me what I am to regret or not? she snarled, ivory, crimson ringed orbs watching the ivory, dual gemmed brute before her.
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