Pounding the gears
12-01-2018, 10:45 AM
"Of course," the red man nodded firmly to the dark knight. "There is give and take in all things. I would expect nothing less," his voice was just as serious as his partners. Valkorion had no intentions of parading across this continent on a warpath. Even with his brother, unknowingly at this time, looming just North, he would do things diplomatically. He had no desire to stay at the low of the ranks within Erövrare either. He had no wishes to rule the pack, but he would not allow himself to be ruled over by anyone who was not worthy. Ultimately, that had been one of the leading factors in his actions back home.
With the quiet of the orchard falling between them, Valkorion let his head drop back down into the carapace of the doe. He gnawed and ripped at the flesh and bones. His teeth picking and pulling apart the meat as he went about filling the void in his stomach. "I shall await your call," he spoke between bites and licks. Eventually, the wolf felt the bulge in his stomach and the contentment that came with it. He would snag a final chunk of meat for Remi before he nodded to Tyranis and began to make his leave. "Let the darkness sleep"
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