Making Mud Pies

Since their initial scouting mission, Sephiran hadn’t seen Aurelia in the Moor- he’d been busy ironing out the details of their move, and she spent a majority of her time revamping her herb collection. Or so he assumed. He hadn’t shown her the labyrinth of rare herbs just yet- no, she’d have to earn the right to enter his new domain. But in truth, Sephiran was feeling a bit… depraved. Having satiated himself with Kaino a few days prior, but he was itching for debauchery. Why not pay his plaything a visit?

Changing his course, he followed her scent through the mist until her dark silhouette appeared before him. The way her pelt faded in and out of the mist through the bleak lighting was almost… ethereal. A low rumble resonated from him- fading off into the clearing which fell eerily silent after.  


"Sephiran & Aurelia"