A new beginning

*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 06-15-2013, 08:07 PM by Epiphron.)

And so this would be her life. Maverick, Seracia, all of this land, all of its inhabitants. She would grow accustomed to this life before long, learn all of its secrets and become inevitably part of its history. Would the Seracians approve of her? Were they a kind pack, like she viewed her own, or were they more strict? Even it that were the case, it seemed irrelevant -- she would become Princess suddenly, ruling above most in the pack, save for Gerhardt. She wondered when the King would step down, and relinquish the throne; and though she was certainly eager to step up with Maverick, she was by no means unwilling to wait for the right moment.

"How strange," she said simply, wondering, as her eyes examined the huge thing. She was eager to spend ever more time with Maverick -- whether it was exploring the land, musing over the history of these strange machines, or simply talking -- and she was pleased to see his inquisitive nature shine through, albeit temporarily.

He nimbly leapt down from the tractor, and she followed in suit, her own movements much less dramatic, for the distance was shorter. "I'd love to, Maverick," she assured him with a pleased grin, leaning forward to place a nuzzle on the side of his cheek. He seemed to have a vague idea where he wanted to live. Epiphron was much less picky than most would have supposed -- perhaps she may have been in another situation, but things had taken a dramatic turn and she was beyond pleased with the outcome. She hadn't expected for the situation to be quite so in her favor; she'd be a fool to expect perfection in every other aspect of her life here, even if Maverick strove for it.

He then asked her what her own den had been like in Valhalla. She smiled; he sure was a gentleman. "My den was in one of the more remote parts of our territory," she started, pressing her nose briefly into his neck, inhaling his scent with joy. "Under the seclusion of a few trees. Nothing too special." Her words were free; there was no need to withhold anything from Maverick. And yet something else was stirring as they stood beneath the structure of the barn, the privacy that they both possessed exhilarating and intoxicating. She was rather blind to the fact that she was in heat, but she knew that Maverick's presence excited her like it had never before, especially as she drew in his scent greedily, knowing at this moment she would never once allow another to claim him in such a way. She would fight tooth and nail if any dared take him from her.

But she also was confused, drunk with sudden passion and excitement -- so with a swish of her tail and another quick nudge, she slid from the darkness of the barn and into the open, waiting for him to lead her in search of a den.

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