The Hunter's Moon

Rhazien could see through her collected facade- she may have acted like this blade was insignificant, but he felt the energy in her shift the moment he pulled it out. It was important to her, no doubt- and that was confirmed when she questioned him about it. His smile widened, morphing from a charming grin to a roguish smirk. He loved having leverage, and he wanted her to squirm for him. “Of course- I’ve kept it safe, just for you.” He said, watching as she gravitated towards him- tracing every movement, readying himself in case she decided to strike. Of course, he doubted she would do so- why bite the hand trying to feed you?

Lifting it up, he raised it towards her handle first- waiting for her to reach out for it, before swiftly pulling his paw back. If only to tease her. “I am.” He says, wanting the anticipation to build- feeding off that longing look in her eyes. And then, he raised it back towards her. Allowing her to take it, if she reached out again. “Tomorrow, Sephiran and our warriors will attempt to overthrow a kingdom and claim it as ours.”  Certainly Aurelia already knew this was Sephiran’s plan all along- but it had come prematurely in his opinion. “And if that pack’s alpha responds with violence, the Sultan intends to march us into war.” There was a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he looked down at her- one that gave insight to the excitement buzzing around in his abdomen.  

"Rhazien Saxe"