venom

He stood in the freezing rain, shaking his damp body to try and rid all the rain as he watched the pale female before him. They had similar coats, both an iridescent white with stained muzzles, and eye markings. The female's was way more extravagant than his own, a crescent moon shining from her ear to the corner of her gray muzzle. When she was asked for room she spoke, although her bodice did not move to make room for the yearling. He would not push her, and stayed in his position outside of the stump. Hunkering his body closer to the earth, he laid upon the ground as he waited, his yellow eyes inspecting her brilliant sapphire eyes. She was quite the beautiful wolf, he would be kidding himself if he did not admit that. But there was more to her pretty face, he could tell by her mannerism, by her speech and the gaze that hid under those eyes of hers.

Bass dipped his head when she gave him the right to know her name, a faint smile dancing upon his black lips. "Pleasure Nephele Elyius, I am Bass Destruction." Tacking on his last name was a habit now, seeming as a lot of wolves at the same heritage as him. A long line of Destruction's seemed to inhabit Alacritis. Fluffing out his thick winter fur, the brute simply awaited to be welcomed into the hollow log. Pushing was not something that this brute did, even more so when there was a female in question. She was a lady and would be treated as much.

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