hey brother.
03-17-2014, 08:57 AM
mature language.
The redwood forest, where the Tortugans resided, had been his home. He had been away from it for some time, but upon returning, he had grown fond of it once again. He had been taken under Deteste's wing, but he had disappeared just as quickly as he had called him. Basilisk was no stranger to abandonment, but this betrayal had hurt him deeply. It was not entirely anger he felt, but he couldn't deny that the pack being handed to another had enraged him. It was no surprise he had returned to Cataleya, the woman that had claimed him almost a year ago -- he had nobody else in the world. She had forced him into submission that one day on the beach, but now his loyalty to her was willing. She had taught him to enforce his dominance on others. To not back down from anything, except her. And she had taken away his last hint of innocence. He could only be grateful that she had not been in heat. He still had little interest in children, even in her own, who she had tried so hard to care for. But since that day -- when he had finally fucked her, something he had imagined but never dare do before -- he couldn't help but want more. He was a man, after all, fueled by his body's desires, and Cataleya seemed more than willing to give in to her own wants. These were his thoughts as the massive brute paced about the lands that he would force himself to love and care for. The forest was different, but not entirely unlikable. Today the fog was thick, cloaking the earth in a thick, almost penetrable mist. One step after another, he carried himself deeper, nose twitching as he took in the scents of the very few wolves that resided here. Soon, they would be called together and given instructions and rules, and recruitment would begin more heavily. He couldn't help but wonder about who she had recruited so far, and the boy that she had claimed. Perhaps it was jealousy, or mere curiosity, but he wanted to know him. All in due time. |