Haunting Pleasures

clever tyrants are never punished

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⌠ like everyone in life, she chose what side of him would be presented tonight. he was already on edge-.. already brimming deep down, and she had the audacity to misplace his kindness. Well then, certainly no more kindness. "Erebos Dunamis. Patriarch and Alpha of Insomnia." his voice was full, steady and guttural. he didn't have to, but he wanted to name himself and who he knew he was. the agitation fueling in his body perfectly concealed with a stoic, unbothered mask. perfect at deception these days and strong of mind. his fur would bristle ever so slightly before his scut rose like a banner in the air, wet nares heaving a strong exhale- almost like a sigh. with his body he sent a silent, authoritative gesture to assert his dominance over the smaller female. he could give her any preference she had, but his style had always been smooth and sharp like a swig of aged bourbon.

and with only a blink, he shot forward toward the wolf with his arms flailing out- his talons splayed to grasp her body and pin her down into submission. she stroked a fragile fire in the male that was rarely ever shown and to have squandered with ignorance only made him less likely to do this for another next time. his resentment began thus. with his jowls opened and fangs bared, he attempted to bite onto her face area as his large muscular arms aimed to hold her still. ⌡



érebos vs melanth for force claim
round: 1/?
age: over 1yr
size: dire wolf
build: heavy
offensive battle accessory: metal claw caps
defensive battle accessory: metal skull mask with two 4'inch horns
companion 1: male cooper’s hawk - battle
companion 2: male ferruginous hawk - perception
skills: master fighter & expert healer
specialty: beserker



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