It ain't over 'til it's over.

É R E B O S .


in the night, he lurked. a huge shadow in the boneyard for no good reason. he waited and waited, eager to meet someone in battle. and whoever came at these later hours must've been hungry for it. his scut whipped and he shook his pelt, the dire wolf standing firmly on the ground as he licked his maw. dual toned gaze shot forth an eerie glow of brown and blue, his nares then flaring like a bull as he assessed the scent on the air current. it was her again.. her might and consistency was admirable- as she was good opponent.

he let her come to him before he sent a low growl her way. his head lowered, now in alignment with his protruding shoulders as he got ready. sliding on his horned mask as he eyed the woman's body now. "You look good." almost as good as widow. he mused, half hearted in his compliment as he gave a dimpled smirk. "Leave your owls out of it. I just want you." he demanded, his voice tense and deep. and if she didn't? well she was as good as a coward in his books. too scared to fight alone without her pesky birds.


"ladies first." he grinned again, playful with her.





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