Tract

Breeding them must take some serious dedication and skill. As he listened to the male's explanation, he started to imagine the other laying in a warm patch of grass under a tree's shade, watching all these wolves obediently do his bidding. Catch his food, bodyguard him, take care of all the tedious things that would have otherwise had to be done by Borias. It honestly sounded a little too good to be true; the luxury to be that lazy. “You must have a whole harem then,” he chuckles, but it's a genuine laugh, if a little dark in nature. “Where are all your slaves now?” he couldn't smell or hear them anywhere, which was somewhat concerning. An ambush could be being set up for him right now.