[m]To earn your love

She had managed to stay on his good side, taking the time out from harassing him so that she could focus on healing. The stranger had driven the point home that Lucifer did make her weak, something she had guessed might happen should she ever find a wolf savage enough to make her want him. It wasn't difficult to keep out of Lucifer's teeth, she found it gave her no hardship to stay complacent and content in his company, though there was always the want to antagonize him. She had been amazed at the way he handled her madness, feeding the bitch's need for pain and dominating her so thoroughly she had not wanted to continue against him. It was a first for her madness to leave her and allow her to succumb to another, and this was the reason she found herself growing more attached to him. He could kill her, but she also knew that the only thing stopping either of them was a mutual interest in one another. They were more than simple breeding stock, Vianni kept her mate nearby for protection and added teeth on the hunt. He was there to help her create the empire she had always dreamed of.

Leaning against him, feeling him release his breath and relax just a bit made her spirits soar into the sky. She became a brighter flame in their shared darkness. He hadn't tensed at her touch, but rather he welcomed it and even turned to inhale her scent. She made a growling purr, pleased at her demon's actions, and she rewarded his softer attitude with a tender nip at his neck before she buried her face into the thick of his scruff. She drew three deep breaths and relaxed further into his side, the smell of metal and her own scent mingled in his pelt, and she found she liked this cologne better than any other she had found before. Vianni was all over him, as his scent covered her and this was enough to turn her from savage to purring kitten.

Picking her head up to meet the molten red of his gaze, nodding as he spoke. "It is difficult to let him go, but he is old enough. I have grown used to having an eye in the sky." Corvus had never been a parasite, even before he would fly he could climb. He had always been there to watch Vianni's back, to keep her company when the nights dragged on and all she had were corpses to speak with. Had he been born with the natural black and white of his magpie heritage, Corvus would never have fallen from that nest to be saved by Vi. The bird had been hatched grey and ivory, his eyes bright blue and he had fallen from the sky. He could remember the fall, remember his real mother's angry pecking as he was knocked out of the nest, just as Vianni's own mother had banished her from pack lands. Corvus had been born with the wrong plumage. Vianni had killed a pup with useless eyes. Neither of them had been wanted where they were born, and they had formed a bond of trust and care. In exchange for the meals she gave the bird, he would lead her to prey and carcasses to scavenge from. He could tell her where there was water or pack territory, if there were others coming or if it was something edible. She had saved his life, and he had watched her back ever since.

Still, Lucifer was right, Corvus could survive without that one meal. Her ears laced back as his face came toward hers and she flinched, shutting her eyes as she anticipated a bite from him. The blow was far softer than she anticipated and his tongue snaked across her jaw, sending lightning flowing through her veins followed quickly by fire and a clenching of her stomach. Her nostrils flared and her eyes snapped open as he gently nipped at the base of her left ear. She could feel the torn muscles in her shoulders however, and her backside ached in reminder of her still healing wounds. Despite her desire for him, she didn't act. He surprised her with his gentleness, but it ended as soon as it began and she was left wanting more. Growling she poked her muzzle into his cheek and nibbled his lower jaw, her motions following his perfectly as he stared out into the distance. He spoke once more and began to move, and she fell in step keeping close to his side and remaining in-step with his stride so that she didn't trip him up. Trying him on for a dancing partner, Vianni filled her head with daydreams as they moved, though when they were closer to the seals, she hesitated, wondering if she was fit enough to help with hunting just yet. Wanting to run after him, she took a few long strides before her stomach cramped and her legs were nearly swept out from beneath her by a wave of stinging pain. Frustrated now, she grew angry at herself and moved herself away from the hunting ground, keeping downwind so that she didn't mess up the hunt.

The sting was not unlike having a nest of pissed off wasps within her gut, and as she sat hidden, Vianni did something she hadn't had to do in a very long time. Snapping her lethal jaws at her hind leg, she grasps herself harshly to distract her mind from the crippling pain that came with attempting to run. There was no breaking the skin, she only made enough pain to send the signals from her brain to a part of her body that was more capable of handling such an intense feeling. Her voice had never called out, in fact she remained completely silent so that she didn't disturb the seals. Once her pain was under control, she sat up to watch the remainder of a hunt that warmed her heart. Regretting that she couldn't aid him, Vianni watched as he made short work of the cape seals that resided within the sound. The herd was stampeding, her giant dispatching an adult seal with an audible snap of its neck. His muscular frame was graceful as he turned and lunged at the pup, the small baby having already been weakened by its relatives and herd mates. The rest of the seals made it to the water not far away, disappearing to be hunted another day. She moved toward the demon, catching his words and smiling sweetly at him.

Her song was ushered in with a tilt of her head, the notes light and searching as she called her avian son to her. It was haunting and soft with its tones, but beautiful to the ears. She stood watching Lucifer, reclining in the snow to rest from their walk. Corvus was not far away, filling up on field mice that he found in a small patch of woods. He heard the unique call of his wolf-mother, and quickly banked to come flying for her. When he found her, he saw her laying in the snow not far from where Lucifer had slain two seals. Landing near Vianni, he cawed in question and she smiled at him. Vianni nodded her head toward her king, and Corvus' pale blue gaze landed on him questioningly. He tilted his head, confused about being told not to eat but having food dangled in front of him. What was the angle here?

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