Whittle Away the Time We Have
Seraphina
Defender
Bloodletter
04-17-2021, 09:02 PM
It pleased the dark man to see the gamut of reactions cross over her features, the light shifting to and fro in those rich blue eyes. Alastor had often been envious of wolves who had such vibrant eyes when his simply seemed as if they didn't exist. Of course, the melanism in his genes had also opened several doors for him in his past, so he couldn't curse his black irises too heavily. While she considered his offer, he continued to study the petite woman, taking in her form, memorizing her striking facial markings. Despite her appearance, she carried herself with the mannerisms of one who was acting above who she truly was. So who was the real Sera? It was an intriguing question to be sure.
The enthusiasm in her eyes couldn't be masked, and Alastor picked up on it immediately. She asked about the cut percentage of their kill. Ah, so she wasn't alone after all... A loner looking at a free meal wouldn't be concerned about dividing up what would certainly be more meat than either wolf could eat. But a wolf with other mouths to feed would... Was she a pack bitch? She did have the faintest scent of other wolves about her, though just barely noticeable over her own perfume. The possibility was fascinating, though Al didn't dwell on it for long. If she did belong to a pack, she definitely wasn't high on the totem pole to be out here in the winter tundra all on her own. Either way, Alastor could use that as a bargaining chip to get her to agree to join him. He just wanted an easy meal, after all. Every other detail was fine print.
"How about this deal, Sera: whatever we kill, I eat my fill, the rest can be all yours to do with as you please." It was an extremely generous offer, but again, he just wanted his stomach to shut up and to have enough energy to continue his venture south. Alastor wasn't desperate—yet—but if he could work smarter than harder, he would. "Call it an incentive to help me out. What do you say? Shall we get going?" He motioned with a flick of his head in the direction the elks' scents came from.
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