Tainted paws brought him here, in search of something greater. Or perhaps a change of scenery different from the snow he had lived within his entire life. The hellion didn't care much for scenery regardless, but the warming weather felt nice upon his pelt. The blood stained bastard made his way across the valley, the world passing him by without a second glance. Everything else was beneath him, he was the sole ruler...or at least he would be soon. His plans were setting into motion, the thought boiling in his blood. Soon, a new reign of terror would wipe the slate clean, the male setting the stage for a new era. It was all the more pleasing, for he had his family with him as well. And soon, he and Arietta and the bitch Ylva would bring more spawn into the world. Furthering his goals.
Blood tickled his nose, the scent was strong here. Coming to a stop, ears standing at full attention, he stared and listened. The source of the scent was not far from where he stood, so he sought to find it. Blood was as strong an attractant to him as were potential bodies to hold his seed, as well as capturing slaves. Though he had no slaves at the moment, he'd rather attain the loyalty of those he came across without harsher means, and if they refused then that's when the claws came out. However, it was not always so. Often he'd mark them as future targets, and when he decided to go after them it would be so.
Moving again in the direction of the bloodied scent, it was not long before the scent of a female mixed with the air brought him to her. Steady amber gaze watched her for a moment, the male sliding toward her then. A few feet behind her he stopped, the male appearing almost like a stature born from the earth itself. "My, isn't this a sight to see." He purred, indicating the mess the woman had made, though also for her.
