Meet your new sister

His newest victim needed only to look at Demelza to understand her fate. Toe still healing, shoulder weakened. Scars across her muzzle and one eye. Her body told a story, one that Flare enjoyed the chance to show. He looked at the spikey wolf he had claimed, there was still defiance in her. In the noises she made, and the look in her eyes. She would learn, as Demelza had learnt. 


He didn't fully trust the meekness that came out after a few moments, but he took it all the same. If she was too obedient, where would he have his fun? “Akaste…” he mused for a moment, and then nodded. “I'll allow it.” He agreed. He stepped a little closer, raising a paw to touch her cheek and breath in her scent. “You will warm my bed for the first part of the night.” He curled his nose disdainfully. “I should cut those spikes to make you more pleasant.” He mused outloud.