Where the Sun meets the Ocean

She'd never been a wolf for inaction, never liked sitting still in one place or not doing anything. In her old pack, the only time she'd lied down was when she took her sleep for the night, if the commander even allowed them any time to rest. Often times she and her packmates were active days at the time, moving from one pack to another, not allowing the news of their pillages to reach their next victims. The dark dame was accustomed to not sleeping for days and being on her paws nearly all day and yet none of those wants pulsed through her veins. Not even the blood-lust, a want she had become all too accustomed too screamed in her veins. She was simply content with resting against the cold earth to watch the rising sun.

Disbelief at her own actions rippled through her large mass. Was this what pregnancy was doing to her, chipping away at the hardened shell of an assasin that she had been wearing for her entire life? Damn crazy. This was the last time Destruction would be anything remotely stupid. In her next heat cycle she would stay away from everyone and anyone; pregnancy was nothing she wanted to become familiar with. The sound of heavy paws thudding against the semi-froze ground stirred her from her thoughts, audits twtiching backwards to pinpoint the location of the intruder. Nostrils flared, tasting the air, discovering the familiar scent of Diabolitio, the onyx and brown brute that had come across Swift those few days ago. What was he doing out here?

Limbs unscrambled themselves from beneath the massive dame, hoisting her up to stand upon her powerful limbs, blackened coat given a good shake to rid it of the debris that it had collected. The she-devil slowly turned to meet the knight, hellish alabaster and crimson ringed gaze trained on him as he spoke, calling out to her as to alert her of his coming. Smart man. She watched him for a moment as he approached, his footing a bit unsteady on the slipperly ice. Clearly wherever he hailed from they didn't deal with snow or even ice that often. If this stranger was going to remain in Alacritis, he was going to have to get used to the new climate pretty quickly.

The one and only Diabolitio. she spoke, an irritated growl slipping past her jaws at the mention of ivory youth. More of an annoyance if you ask me. You weren't following me were you? She didn't care how it sounded, she was simply asking a question. If he had been she had no quarrel with it; he could do as he wished. It wasn't like he was any kind of threat to her; for the time being that is.