Thy Kingdom Come

// Black sand gave way beneath massive paws as he moved down the beach, winds whipping the russet and black of his fur as he looked further down the broken coast. There was a sudden flash of white against the otherwise dreary landscape of blacks and greys, red-lined ears perked up as he halted white paws in mid-step. That gnawing hunger returned as he looked at the female, and while he wasn't yet old enough to understand the impulse, Reaper knew enough to get what it meant. It was almost an instant need to possess the black and white creature who walked in his direction. As he froze, she seemed to mirror him, though where his tri-colored tail rose above his hips in instant dominance, the female sat and seemed to wait for him to come closer. That won't do. He thought to himself as he watched her. Come to me. He says, his dark voice easily heard over the crashing of the waves and the howl of the wind.

// His usually cold gaze heated with the threat of violence if she dared to refuse him, dark green gaze slowly moving over her frame as he weighed her in his mind. On the outside, she looked to be sound and strong, the appeal of her features was not lost on the savage brute. He admired the greys and blacks on the background of white that had caught his eye. There was a strength hidden beneath the thickness of her pelt that said she would produce fine children when the time came. Bright, icy blue stared at him with an awestruck expression that he found magnetizing and obsessive. Fortune favored him today as he waited for her to obey him, the first test, to see if she would be a good candidate for his plans. What she did would determine her fate, for the beast was hungry for anything today.

Reaper speaks, Your words, Walk, Think, Salem talks,