girl, come resurrect him to the sky

For a moment she thought all of his work would be for naught, but he stepped away from her and jumped up onto the makeshift bed. His comment is met with a snicker, she was far too wild and violent to ever call herself a queen, but the title of King? It suited him.

Deluge took her time, a feral glint in her eye, a lazy smile offered as she stretched and climbed up onto the bed, pressing into his space, teeth raking through the fur at the base of his chest. Now he had her, what did he plan to do with her? They both knew why they were here.

"speech"