Revival

Scorpion was on the mend, his body was beginning to fill back out and his average weight was close to being attained. He wasn't an incredibly large man but he was tall. He knows how to throw himself around as well as being able to rely upon his agility. He felt restless still, his pups were due in mere days. Worry was not an emotion he usually held, but deep down he could feel a nervousness within him. He didn't want to think about something happening to his Lady or the children within her womb. They were precious, and he would not see them harmed.
So the large brute would find himself patrolling the borders. One way to keep his offspring safe was to make sure the fence around them was secure. He still felt sore about Othello finding herself beyond the borders for so long, but nothing had happened at least, so forgiveness had been found easily. With the pups residing within her she had grown considerably. Her irresistible sleek form had been ruined for the time being. He tried not to think about her bloated form, but still couldn't help but wanting another woman for the time being.
His path would be disturbed, the sudden sound of paw steps would cause him to halt. His vibrant yellow eyes would come to rest on the delicate form of a gorgeous she wolf. She would come dangerously close to the border, then simply would step over the line. He would withhold a growl as he watched her a bit longer, a feeling of desire welling up within him as her hips swayed through the thick trees. The feeling of bark on her skin would cause a moan to be released from her lips. A shiver would run down his spine at the sound, now that she was trespassing she was all his. A wicked grin would come over his features as she moved on, his silent footsteps after her.
He would creep behind her, silent and focused as she enjoyed the view. He'd use the cover of the dead brush to bring himself close enough to pounce. Strong hind legs would propel him forward as his arms would extend to wrap around the girl's shoulders. He wanted to pin her to the ground, and feel her warmth beneath him. He would wait to say a word until she was squirming beneath him.

"Speech"