grand lotus

The water was warming quickly when Eligos appeared from the grasses and into Iroh’s presence. The young Abraxas raised his blue and lavender eyes to his alpha as he spoke his name and requested invitation. Iroh nodded his head and gestured in welcome, a place across from him. ”Of course,” he replied in deep vocals his previous mental wandering somewhat obvious in his tone.

The loss of the raid seemed to fall heavily on all of them, and though they’d had little chance of winning perhaps their own gain in experience had been worth the loss. Iroh still didn’t like that they’d lost, but he’d at least given a couple of their women something to think about when they’d attacked him. ”Can we pour you a bowl of tea?” He asked quietly as steam began to appear from the spout of his pot. The leaves waited in the bowls as Sarabi prepared an extra to offer the dark pelted leader.