Curious, just Curious

The glow of the pool flickered against his pale form. His eyes were neutral and lacking any of his normal deviants. Hannibal had not interest in flirting or putting on a show. The babe was younger and a pack member. There was no reason for him to create tension within Erovrare, therefore he would leave his bad behavior outside it's borders. He had a servant to consume his left over frustrations now. Thus, this young girl was free of his torment for now. The hellhound sat rather still as he stared into the waters. His lips flicked into a little grin as she moved to sit a few tail lengths away. The shrine was a serene place that soothed even himself. It was where Tyranis and Hannibal had first met and the beast joined the rising pack now known as Erovrare. A chance encounter that changed the phantoms life.

Thora Wreckage. A brow raised as he eyed over her russet and alabaster features. Her coloration was rather beautiful and her grey eyes nearly haunting his every thought. When she aged fulled he could see her becoming a man killer. "Ah, you are of Tyranis' bloodline." He ripped his eyes from her and down to the pool once agin. "What is your rank?" A simple question formed from pure curiosity. Had she been handed a rank due to her blood or was it time for this yearling to learn the ropes? Hannibal could offer some teachings. Fighting, hunting, and simple navigation. But, perhaps her kin had that covered already.