Playing With Fire
11-18-2014, 09:07 PM
Massive beast was never far from the boarders, constantly moving and patrolling. He was feeling restless, feeling uneasy. Falk had been here how long now? Why had no one come for him? Was he unimportant? Had Kylar underestimated his worth? He was beginning to consider forcing his presence on the Solstice wolves when he caught a familiar scent. Well not familiar in the sense that he knew the particular creature but a familiar pack scent. It wasn't Sibelle or her husband. It wasn't anyone her knew. Who would venture this close to the boarder? Expression was stony, emotionless as he turned, cutting a quick path towards the scent only to arrive just in time to hear silken words slither from familiar lips. Menix. Kylar had been toying with his particular emotions of her, unsure yet if he wanted to pin her up with the rest of her family or bypass her due to her unfailing loyalties to Cataleya. She had been with Cat through everything, had been a part of this pack for a long time. But would her loyalties be unfaltering when Kylar went after her family? Kylar would study her for a moment before turning his attention to her prey. A tiny thing, no one he had met before. Gaze was hard, typical sneer not finding it's place on his lips as he looked to the tiny woman. "Well you're here I hope you know that you're not leaving?" His words were clear cut, to the point as acidic gaze burned into her flesh. Despite his relaxed and languid posture he was ready to run, muscles of his haunches coiling beneath his flesh and ready to spring if need be. She would not be escaping. WORDS HERE |