Wind in the Willows

*Cormalin* · 08-19-2013, 08:57 PM

Cormalin

Cormalin had been keeping an eye on the members of Valhalla. Heir included. So, when Azalea had slipped off on one of her adventures, he?d decided to trail her, just beyond her ability to sense him. When she had encountered the male, he had kept his distance, waiting for her to do the smart thing and turn the male down as things escalated. She did not. So as the stranger began sweet talking her, and she reacted, he stepped forward with a low rumble. ?How about you get to know my teeth better? If not, then kindly take your desires elsewhere, unless you wish to become a part of Valhalla as Azalea?s mate.? The words were uttered in a conversational tone, casual, almost friendly, but the hard gems of topaz and sapphire were unforgiving. They flicked to Azalea with disapproval written plainly.

?Do this if you wish, little Heir. But do you wish to risk having pups as when you are young as you are? From a stranger?s seed? Think before you leap. A female can conceive, even if she is only a yearling, and not in her season.? Heavy tail flicked gracefully in a nonchalant gesture and he turned to leave. ?I believe it would be best if you returned home, Azalea Adravendi. You are our Heir. Not a whore. Save your most special gift for the one you want in your life until you die. Don?t waste it on some random stranger unless he?s willing to stay at your side until you die.? Calm wisdom was uttered as he padded back toward Valhalla.

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