wanderlust

As he waited the male kept his eyes on the cowering Lamb. His eyes were full of excitement and hunger. This was not his normal lustful need but one for power. Hannibal had no current desire to be an Alpha, he had forgotten that goal long ago. He would be more then happy with a high rank under all the royalty in which he could carry out important duties without holding the stress of a growing Kingdom on his shoulders. The male wished to make it apparent that he was a loyal member of Erovrare and ready to do what it takes to keep the packing running.

A screech from a raven hit his ears and his attention moved towards the territory before them. Tyranis made his way through the thicket, revealing his mighty form with the prowess of an Alpha. This was their first meeting since the Bear fight and thankfully their wounds have healed. As the High Lord made his entrance Hannibal significantly lessened his dominating demeanor. His tail did not tuck but it lowered enough to not be so threatening. Hannibal dipped his head down in a regal bow, lifting a paw for dramatic effect, before raising upward again. "High Lord."A pink and blue gaze pouring into Ty's yellow.

"I have collected a Bondservant for Erövrare". His nose flicked towards Eulogy with a little smile. "Eulogy comes from a distant land and has experience serving. She will make a fine candidate." Hannibal never looked away from his Alpha and was rather certain the female wouldn't run. Where would she go? She was likely starving and had no idea where she was. Hannibal brought promise of shelter and food, as long as she behaved of course.

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