A new type of game
12-19-2014, 11:58 PM
Drashiel's head was heavy with the weight of the future. Roman was pregnant… pregnant with his pups. He didn't know a dam thing about fatherhood. Excitement was slowly melting away to worry and dread. He was going to fuck them up. He just knew it. At least there was some relief. It seemed Satis and Kuvio were back. While Drashiel wasn't close to either wolf Regium was in desperate need of capable adults to help care for the numerous pups that would be on the way as well as the current ones. Drashiel made a mental note to start a hunt soon. The meat would be needed to nourish his Queen in this bitter northern winter. A commanding howl rang out and Drashiel's russet ears flicked forward curiously at the call. Either it was a wolf of rank or one with an ego that lingered on Regium's borders. Regardless Drashiel heeded the call and soon came upon a dark colored woman with vibrant violet eyes. "Evening lady. Can I help you?" "Speech" |