What is it you truly want?

♚ÉREBOS DUNAMIS

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she seemingly understood their ways-, kept up with the memos. good.. one less wolf to keep in line. she appreciated to his initial assessment of her, making things easier for him to carry on. not that it would've stopped him anyway, but it was certainly nice not to experience the common friction he did. in the midst of this, the male caught her faint grins and body language but did nothing to nurture them with his own- at least not yet. Eudora then confirmed her earnestness in regards to being his advisor, and this too was good. but even Eudora's wisdom would fall short as she continuously teased him, striking his temper just so. "Watch where you tread, Eudora Dunamis." he crinkled his snout, baring his ivory fangs that were much larger than her own. his ears slicked back as his throat vibrated a deep guttural growl that came from the pits of his wide girth. the waves of sound could be felt in close proximity while he looked at her with a hardened glare. while he was on the calmer side of temperaments, it was fatal to assume he was predictable. his anger would flare for a brief moment, his hackles rising. he was as fickle as his sister truth be told but enyo was much more reckless about it. this simply was not a fault he could afford; no, not when leading an entire family and clan.

he let the cool breeze dissipate his frustration as he flared hot air out his nose, his dual toned eyes never leaving his cousin's face. his own visage then returned to the stoic expression it aways held, providing no emotional cues to read on. his warning was given and he knew she'd be smart enough to heed it promptly. shifting his weight, the male sighed before finally speaking. "I would advise you leave my wife to me." he flashed a fang, brows furrowed for a second as his ears became erect. completely oblivious to the carnal fire Eudora experienced whilst sitting so closely to him. his mind instead blurred over with the previous flare of irritation. it was safe to say in general circumstances such as this, Eudora's daring and stubbornness wouldn't survive well with the patriarch. foolish of her to think it ever would in the first place. "Μείνετε κοντά στη γραμμή που σας παρέχω. Όσο όμορφη κι αν είσαι γλυκιά ξαδέρφη, δεν με πειράζει να σε καταστρέψω. Είτε παίρνετε αυτό που νομίζετε ότι σας ανήκει, είτε σας βλάπτει. Είσαι δική μου(Stay close to the line I provide you with. As beautiful as you are sweet cousin, I don't mind ruining you. Be it taking what you think you own, or harming you. You are mine)." he spoke in their mother tongue; his deep voice was heavy with assertion and claim, booming into the atmosphere. an imprint made just for her, a law he reprimanded. would she leave then? make him fight her down for her presence too? or would she bend like she was born to? if she wasn't suppose to.. she wouldn't of been born a woman.



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