THE BLOOD'S RUN STALE
04-27-2013, 05:14 PM
"Speech." Thought. 382.
Her brows knit together as he responded to her question, displeasure evident in the form of a scowl that had captivated her pretty countenance; why did they still doubt their king that had sat upon the throne for more than a year? It was a concept the wench still could not grasp and probably would not grasp, however, the only lead she had on the matter was that Tortugans were discontent with change. The white witch, too, had been hesitant to follow the orders of Kaien and loathed the change in leadership, but was able to move past that after both the spar she had participated in with the male as well as being able to lead alongside him. She wanted Tortuga to put faith in their leader as she had done; if they refused Kaien?s superiority and refused to give him a chance, Tortuga would surely fall without the unison between the bulk of the pack and its king. Disloyalty was not an option, but how would Kaien manage to gain the support of Tortuga? Even the self-proclaimed genius hadn?t the slightest clue.
As the pallid behemoth mentioned an heir, the woman?s scowl subsided and the simple quirking of a single brow replaced it. Even if a blood-bound heir was brought to Tortuga?s threshold within the season, it would still take years to train it and for it to grow old enough to take the throne. Did the male even have a mate to provide him with at least one sturdy whelp anyway?
?An heir?? she reiterated what he had stated previously, her skull tilting slightly to the side as she pondered over it. Slowly a smirk crossed her features and her gaze wavered back to her counterpart: ?If at all? Surely any woman within Tortuga would jump at the chance to carry your spawn.? Her tone was sardonic however her words were not entirely, for if there was ever one woman within the ranks that was as power-starved as Morphine, surely she would be ecstatic to supply the pack with a future king or queen of her own blood. If Kaien was unable to provide the pack with an heir, Morphine was entirely capable of it ? so long as she found a male suitable enough for her taste in genes.