What is it you truly want?

É R E B O S .
Eudora played her part and her game as expected. she seemingly enjoyed keeping her patriarch on his toes, teasing him just below his limit- avoiding his rather dangerous impatience. smart girl. he flared his inky nose, listening some more as she went on under the scope of his intense scrutiny. delivering an answer he was proud of. she was lighthearted, more than he. both Eudora and her twin mirrored this playful, casual energy. and that was fine as long as it caused no slip-ups in their clan. "Your bother and you are distant cousins of mine. Forgive me for my need of study." he cleared his throat as he remained facing her, previously catching her wink just moments before. he knew his questions sounded like an interview and in truth, it might of well been. Érebos didn't trust many- and although being a dunamis was warranted some extra credit, he could not deny his distaste for their rather crafty impressions. Érebos was a man of clarity after all. he needed to know their craft would not dare tread and overlap into their loyalties.

"Good." he offered nothing else but a softened gaze over her. he eyes her features for only a second before he returns to her dunamis trademark of a gaze. oh, how he grew to adore those dual toned eyes of his lineage. a sign of their purity and pedigree. "Very well then. You will be ranked as my head advisor. Take your job seriously and you will be fine." he spoke seriously, tones stern and smooth. "I will own a pack in due time. You've arrived within the midst of it." he informed her, turning to the horizon.

as a breeze blew, he said "And on that note of birthing pups..- you are in season, yes?" Érebos turned back to her, his eyes glazing over with a spark of forbidden interest as he sniffed the air slightly to taste her perfume more clearly. his audacity was to be made clear, yet subtle. wanting her to see his primal awareness for what it was: he was a receptive male in power. and if he wanted to, he would dictate her womb as if he owned it. "I hope you are aware only I will approve of who you procreate with." he warned her, feeling a sense of territorial aggression fan over his cousin. an instinctive beast, Érebos was quick to make Eudora reacquainted to him and their ways.


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