bury the light

He was definitely a dark and silent type, but is the situation was reversed she would have displayed much of the same behaviors. He was wounded, likely he would only just be able to defend himself should something happen. He didn’t know it, but could potentially guess, her affiliation with the pack next door. Reinforcements could arrive within minutes. Could he defeat her in that amount of time?

Venom offered up a white flag for him, a potential for peace as well as gain. She didn’t pressure him, the white gloved Empress remained half engulfed in willow branches as they spoke. Well, she spoke, he was quick and concise with his choice of words. Venom couldn’t blame him. She had his attention though, and all the permission in the world to continue.

”A bit of help perhaps. Once you’ve healed. She wasn’t blind, she could see his history of a warrior. ”Only if you enjoy a good raid.” Venom added innocently. ”My pack and Empire are newly reborn, I seek wolves I can learn to trust to replace those with traitorous intentions.” She revealed to him much more seriously, her rose and lilac eyes aiming to find his bright gaze once more.