My Promise To You

The man was not a busy one in the least. He heard of a cure for the plague, which was nice. But, the illness did not catch up to his cocky arse. The boy had been lounging about in his packs territory without a care in the world. He had met a few girls along the way, flirting with them all. But, he did not find one to cease his craving yet. The man did like Kellen a lot, yet he did not even bed her, which was odd for him. Kristoffer had odd ways of working and thinking but they seem to have got him pretty far. He slithered away from his brothers grasps and walked into a new, sexy, pack of his own. The leaders consisted of bad bitches with lovely pelt colors. He would oh so very enjoy nuzzling his head into a patch of purple scruff. Though, his thoughts were cut in half as a call for him was let forth into the brisk air of winter. His core began to tingle as his eyes slipped open and his paws met the ground. Kristoffer headed over to the woman he had bedded once before, meeting her for another night of enticing fun. The man slithered in with a tilt of his rather large head and a roll of his massive shoulders. His silver eyes reigned down on the oddly striped girl he had seen once before and let forth his baritone voice. "My Mistress did not forget about me, good girl." The man slithered closer to her, reaching only a foot away as he smirked. "How has this little pearl been?"


"Speech"