Greek Takeover

z e p h y r o s .


it was only a matter of days until Érebos did was he had always been bred to do. with a jagged prowl, zeph came as soon as the howl was sung. a pack challenge from Érebos, no more and no less. good. this was what the elders sent them here for. to conquer, to have and use. zephyros wouldn't miss this prime moment for anything as he came to approach the gathering. the larger dunamis patriarch was seen upon a taller mound, his power gleaming with all his glory. zephyros bowed for a brief moment before coming to sit himself next to the dunamis pet and gene.

with a flicker of his vermilion eyes, Zeph watched and waited with an impatient growl. his ears erect and moving atop his crown- fur bristled with pressed forward brows as he sat there judging the crowd to come. he was vigilant and guarded while he expected more dunamis to show. "Move." he muttered to enyo's pet, not wanting them to touch him.


"talk."