Sweet child of mine
05-12-2014, 01:47 PM
The woman stretched languidly beside the river. She had left her daughter with Kylar, taking some time to relax and be alone. The pack had been quiet since the meeting, perhaps it was all they needed but only time would tell. Much to her dismay, Basilisk had been removed from power, but he didn't deserve anymore chances, and she couldn't appear weak by allowing him to stay. Should he ever been foolish to return, he'd have an unpleasant surprise waiting for him. He still belonged to her, he had no battled for his freedom. Lips curled as she envisioned his blood coating her silvery pelt, the hot liquid sliding down her throat. The sound of rushing water filled her ears, causing the woman to doze lightly. Her body wasn't to bad distorted by her pregnancy, though the pup was large, she hadn't stretched the woman's size like her first litter. Within the month she would be back to normal, perfectly fit and a force to be reckoned with. Tail thumped idly against the ground, a familiar scent swirling in her nose. She didn't rise, didn't even twitch. Neios. It had been to long since she had met privately with the boy. He had grown so large, he towered over her, though he never lifted a paw towards her. He had grown powerful, and was thriving beneath her rule. Idly she wondered how his slave was surviving. At the meeting the pale woman looked unscathed, but perhaps that had changed within recent days?
"Quit lurking." She called out just loud enough for him to hear. Eyes wouldn't open until he did so. Sides lifted with each steady breathe, cold air swirling around her. Winter would be upon them soon. Winter brought hardships with the frigid temperatures and lack of prey, already some of the animals had begun to vanish. But they would survive, her pack was not weak. |