Nobody Knows Where They Might End Up..Nobody Knows

Summer was alright, the red brute didn't mind the sun. It made him stand out even more so, the little flecks of lighter red on his back gave him a shine that he couldn't say he minded. So long as he hunted at night, he didn't starve (lets face it, having his coloration made hunting anyhting with adequate eyesight a real fucking pain in the light) and he was doing just fine on his own. He checked back on his mother on the island ever so often, but at one year and some change, he was starting to enjoy being on his own and gaining his independence.

He was also, getting quite restless.

Pandora often swept through his daydreams, slipping past his side and slinking into the darkness, her ebony fur fading into the night, leaving only her golden patterns and bright blue eyes visible to him until she was completely gone. She was enchanting, to say the least - and as he got older he was starting to realize that he wanted a little more than just having her beside him. He wanted her near him, beneath him, to stake his claim on her... but to do that, he needed more power. That had been what she wanted from the beginning, that was what she deserved - what they deserved. And damn it he was determined to get it for her.

Not that he didn't want it himself...

He had entered that tournament to hopefully win it all, but he had been placed with a little girl and honestly - if he wasn't going to be treated as an adult then it wasn't fucking worth it. It had been a little depressing though, to look forward to bragging rights and come out of it not a loser - but just flat out disappointed. Thinking that his luck was just... plain crap nowadays and not expecting it to get better for a while, the brute was snapped out of his brooding by a familiar scent, one that caused his ears to perk and his scowl to become something of a smirk.

Well, well, well - looks like he had gotten lucky today.

"Pandora?" His trek toward the lake sped into something of a jog, only for him to saunter closer to the woman once she was within his sights. "It's been too long." He would huff, large paws carrying the young male to sit on the ground beside the rock the temptress was resting on. He had missed her - but he wasn't about to just say it. At least - not first.