Carnival Of Rust
He nodded solemnly as the argent woman welcomed him into her pack. "A pleasure." He smirked. He waited until she had completely disappeared before he rose and walked toward Maija. "Forever, mon amour" He whispered. His shoulder brushed against hers almost carelessly, his head resting momentarily on top of hers , holding his place against her form before he broke away from the golden femme and stepped deeper into his new home, disappearing, much like his alpha into the fog. There was much to be done. Romance and courtship would have to wait. He'd no doubt need to find a den of his own, and until he rose in rank it would have to stay that way. A temporary setback, but he had no doubt that when his pups were born, it would be in the hearth of their shared den. A simple task, and should he fail, he would accommodate accordingly. He wouldn't have it any other way. |