Duet of Monarchs

*Surreal* · 09-04-2014, 11:01 PM

Surreal Adravendi

Surreal had been enjoying a meal of beaver when the smell of someone familiar wafted over her blood soaked nose. Her ears perked, and her head lifted from the carcass. It was familiar. Male. Older. Rune! She remembered meeting him as a pup, and that he had joined Valhalla for a short time, before he and Alamea, his mate, had left after their pups had become old enough to swim from the island to the mainland. She?d often wondered how he and his family fared.

She rose to her paws with a dignified air, running her tongue over her jaws to clear most of the blood, then lowered her head and snatched up the carcass as she started off toward the scent of the male. She knew him just enough not to make her approach silent, instead letting her paws fall with enough sound to make him aware of her approach. He looked well, and through the smell of the rich beaver, she could smell the strength that accompanied an Alpha. A muffled wuff was issued through the beaver carcass, before she dropped it.

?Rune! It?s good to see you. Care for a beaver? I?ve eaten my fill.? Her tone was easy and light, warm, with no edge of distrust. Why should there be? She had no inkling of his relation to the red bitch who?d torn Valhalla apart, then dropped it into another wolf?s paws and walked away from it. Mismatched blue and gold eyes surveyed the male. ?You?ve gained a pack. Congratulations.? There was no rancor in the words. Only honest pleasure.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

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