drowning in hatred

Hannibal led the pregnant vixen through the South to his home. They had fought and bickered to no end until compromise was met. It seemed despite their dark nature they both had a soft spot for the promise of life. Offspring that would bring forth the reckoning. A generation of strong individuals in order to fulfill the Klein bloodline. An Egyptian Goddess and Ivory Prince collided to form apocalyptic pups. They had to put aside their own personal agenda to properly nurture and raise their spawn to be the heirs to their mighty paw prints. Thus, as the phantom marched through the south a strong smirk tainted his two toned lips.

A bite mark still remained on his neck, as well as the scrape below his eye. The majority of the blood had washed away when they swam from the island but such movement reopened the neck wound enough to emit a crimson hue. His alabaster fur showed all tales. There was no hiding his dirty work with such a white pelt. Though, it seemed the male had left her with the scar of pregnancy. She left him with the scars of tooth and claw. A snake to match his own putrid venom. Hannibal hadn't a clue what to think of his companion or what the future would hold for them. Would they become mates? Or would they merely put up with one another until the pups were a year old?

The hellhound made his way to the border of the pack. The Shrine was through the thick of woods but he would remain just outside the territory. Despite his promotion the male wished to inform his Alpha of their newest member of the pack. Also, the soon to be members. As a pack they would have to prepare for pups and especially through winter. Thus, as he stopped his steps the male looked towards Thys before throwing his head into the air. A strong howl came forth. A summon for the High Lord but loose enough to allow others to come as well. Hannibal only assumed others would be curious to meet their newest Court Member. As the call ended his eyes flicked towards the woman again. "Sit if you would like. We may be here a while and you need rest." His tail was raised slightly and his teeth bared to expose his dominance. He knew she would recognize the severity of his orders. Not only was he a high rank in the pack but their Alpha was coming. Neither Tyranis or Hannibal would accept any sort of mis conduct from Neph. Even while being pregnant.