Little Boy King

He was impatient. Talk of the raid was on the winds of Talis, and he couldn't wait to get started with it. Cold blue eyes flashed in the light, the young male had taken off to practice his skills before his everything went down. He had just got done destroying a rogue, the other wolf running off with a broken leg while Greed only had a few scratches, and bites. He had some blood splatter across the white fur of his face and leg, but most of it had been his opponents. Now here he was, looking for water since the water in Talis was almost non-existent and harder to find. Here though, it looked like there might be some...after all, the tree canopy seemed to keep out most of the sun, but would he find anything worth his while?

The answer was yes. Grapes littered the ground before him, and the male decided to stop for a snack. Nose to the ground, he lapped up the plump little fruits and squished them between his teeth. It felt refreshing, though some tasted stranger than others...like they were fermented. But who was he to be picky? He seldom was, so he ate those up too. When he finished with those, he decided he wanted more. So he began his search.

It didn't take long for something to catch his attention, however, as his nose suddenly picked up on a scent even more pleasing than what he was looking for. His attention was immediately redirected, and as he gazed through the trees, he saw her. She was impressive looking, her pelt was as light as that one girl in his pack whose named he never really cared to remember. This woman though looked more impressive than that little shy bitch. He wasted no time in following her, and after a few moments he approached from her left. "What have we here?" He mused, loud enough for her to hear as he stopped.