She had not wondered far from her beloved King. Just a simple walk to check out the territory Kus and her had been residing in for some time. The scents of other females did not go unnoticed by her. Infact she had put a lot of thought into the fact that more would surely join them. A snarl lifted her lips, sea foam green eyes hardened. Over her dead body would any of them think they could rule over her! Only one possible of such a thing was her King. And so the thoughts of stepping up to lead a band of female under the black king's rule brewed in her mind. It would be hard to do it with no voice but she would find a way.
The roar of her king had her spin instantly and trot back to him. Tail lifted high above her back, head held high and ears fully perked up. Slender limbs moved swiftly and effortlessly. Heart hammered just to see her King, her love. She always felt like it was the first time she met him, excited, thrilled, an over whelming rush that ran through her blood. As she approached eyes zoomed in on a brown female sitting back and a white one far too close to us for her liking. Fur bristled, ears pinned back. Stiffly she padded forwards but paused to give the brown one a friendly nod. She respected the girl for giving Kus space, as was rightful to do. She continued on, slim body rippled with muscles, steps were slow, purposeful. Lips pulled back to show gleaming white pearls. As she came to the front of the white female she would snap her jaws at her, just to give the idea for the other to back up. She snorted and rolled her eyes. They had much to learn if they wanted to serve this King.
She turned to Kus, her adore, her King of the Night. Eyes softened as she looked upon his strong, sleek body. If she still had a tongue it would be flicking out to lick her lips. She let out a soft whine before nuzzling into his should. She drank in his scent, his musk and power, letting it fill her lung and body. Pulling back she ran her shoulder, side and hips along his left side before turning and taking a place next to him. Never infront of him or right side by side but just a step behind his head. Ears twisted forwards, head held proudly as his first girl, scars from his bite along her throat visible, displayed proudly. Tail wrapped around her hips and paws as she studied to other two females. What use could they provide her King? What use could they be to her?
"Speech"
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