hopeless wanderer

Balerion was far from some lusty hound but was not void of desires. He was not immune the sweet scent a femme emits while in heat or the fluttering of lashes against a set of beautiful eyes. But, he was not quick to act on such. Many males were feral in their need to bed as many females as they may deem fit. Balerion wished to find one female worthy of his seed and mate with her for life. He was no romantic fool awaiting his princess but he did not want to bounce from fae to fae and leave a path of angry fat bellied babes raging after him either. One day the Vaelnaris heir would find a female he fancied and with time he'd five her his heart, until then he would keep his mind out of any gutters.

With her compliment the male nodded in thanks. There was no burning blush but a mere gratitude. Balerion thought himself to be rather gentlemen like, especially when in the midst of strangers. But, he was also considered pretty ruthless when it came to his goals. One day he may rule as his father did, rising from the ashes of their former Empire to not only build a Kingdom but conquer those that may defy his word. Vaelnaris were cold Wolves and Balerion believed in ruling with an icy touch. But, he was no King as of now. Just a handsome stranger in the eyes of this beautiful dam and he would play such a role. "The pleasure is all mine, Desdemona." The name rolled from his inky tongue with a husky flourish. Black eyes raked across her facial features, leaving a haunting trail.

Subtly the male's jaws parted just to allow the scents to fall upon his tongue. Taking in the air through his mouth and nose to taste and smell everything around him. Her feminine aroma mixed with the wilds was evident, as well as passing prey, and stale travelers. Though, his attention seemed to never leave her. He seemed to swim within those honey eyes, more so then he would enjoy to admit. "We seem to be in a similar situation then." Balerion cocked his head ever so slightly, thick hackles shifted with the gravity. "What brought you here?" His tones were blunt and bold as he asked his question. She did not smell of Terra but there could be a slim chance she escaped the wildfires as well.

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