poisoned hearts

With all that was happening in his daily life the male had little time for riddled thoughts. His unneeded lust and desire for adventure had mostly fled his cranium but upon this chilly morning the thoughts of Spider came forth. Spider was his first lusty encounter in Boreas and it was something that had tugged at his brain since. The night did not lead to pups nor drama. It was a beautiful encounter of warmth and fluttering hearts. A quiver flowed through his muscles as he thought over the skittish male. Something about the greyscale oddball had made the normally harsh Hannibal tingly. But, these thoughts were not as positive as one may wish. Tyranis gave the Taskmaster a quest to find him a personal healer. With how submissive Spider is and his knowledge of herbs.. he may be the best bet. Perhaps the albino serpentine could lure the beautiful boy to the depths of Erovrare without using force. After all he did not want a war.

Hefty pad falls filled the brisk evening air as the male slithered through the East. His demeanor was mild but still radiating dominance. A slightly erect tail and perked ears showed his true self. Hannibal's two-toned eyes flicked through the land with a great thirst. The plants seemed to glow ever so slightly and the moon only helped the shine. The illustrious beast moved quietly through the mangrove before settling at the base of a large tree. His pale rump fell upon dirt, avoiding the peppering of snow towards the open clearings. His black and wait tail curled around large paws as his head shot up into the air. A powerful baritone howl filled the air. Hannibal was summoning Spider and idly hoped the boy would show at such an indecent time. The last two times they met it was late so he hoped there would no contest for the third. As his head lowered he settled in with easy breaths.