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Neios

Loner
Militant

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
-
posts
97
player
11-19-2014, 03:40 PM




It does not take long for the woman's form to become visable along the horizon, and within a few more seconds, she was standing before him. A pleased sigh would rumble within his chest, seeping out his lips almost silently as he gazes down at her. Last time he saw her she was bigger than him, but now, it was him that towered over her. She still held that menacing glare within her coral eyes, so not much must have changed. "Cataleya... It has been too long." He breaths the sentence quietly, as his words are only for the silver queen to hear. He does not know if others could be lurking somewhere nearby, but he wants to ensure this meeting is private.

Her posture matched his own, both of the tyrant's bodily language screaming supremacy. It was obvious that these two were not meant to be subordinates, no, they were meant to rule with an iron paw. They could vanquish anything that foolishly stepped into their grasp, and he did not doubt that they would continue doing so. But... He still had questions for her before he even thought of returning to her pack. "You left." He states the obvious, his tone husky and lifeless. "But you returned. What brought you back, Cataleya? And who's head did you sever to regain your crown." He starts out with some questions, as they both know they have a lot of catching up to do before discussing another alliance between them.



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