Sirius moved from the entrance of his den, and out into rain as the storm began in earnest above them. He smiled as the cool liquid ran through his pelt, over his eyes and dripped from his chin. He raised his head to it, and admired the dark clouds in the night as the powerful thunder cracked above him, and he bared his fangs in a silent, appreciative howl at its power.
The lightning a short while later lit up his world, and he lowered his head as the sudden brightness expanding in the sky blinded him. He shook his head, clearing water and spots from his vision. The giant was soaked, but he often felt overly warm, and he appreciated the coolness.
As his lowered vision moved across the ravine floor, he would catch movement slinking towards him, and another flash of lightning showed the figure barreling towards the rocky wall to hide beneath a fern. With a silent growl the guard crept forward, intent on catching the intruder before it could reach the den of their Empress. He would kill them, and bare the consequences, no one crept about pack territory without ill intent.
He arrived as the thunder did, and the sound drowned out his startled surprise as he realised the creature hiding - nay - cowering, in the ferns was Zee.
He moved himself over the slave, the favoured handmaiden of his mistress, so that his body blocked most of the rain and wind from her. He was tall enough to fit her under him easily, and he lowered his head to look beneath his belly, to look at her. “Zee, what has happened, tell me” he said, trying to fathom why she cowered here instead of sleeping in her cozy den.
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