Devil's Playground
| Sin Armada |
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"Enough!" He cried out, backing away from her to indicate the fight was over. He wanted her to prove to him her worth, and it seemed she had done well. He was quite proud of her, for never did he think that she would be capable. But she had proven him wrong. Had she trained while he was away? Or had she gotten lucky? Either way, his chest swelled with pride as Arietta had accomplished what he sought. His amber gaze bore into her, his look undecipherable. But he would make it known that she had achieved success.
"You did well, Arietta. And for that, I commend you. You are not the useless lump of fur you once were, but rather a successor in battle." He praised her, head lifting to give her a respectful nod. Which the beast never did to anyone. She would be the first, but she had earned it. He stretched his jaws, blood oozing from the gashes cast upon him from his brown hued charge. Arietta had proven herself worthy, and he would not forget that.
Approaching her, he leaned down to lick the top of her head before whispering into her ear. "Congratulations. Your place at my side has been found, and you are worthy of that honor." Indeed, the male prided himself in who stood at his side, and although he was not monogamous by nature, she would always be the one above the rest. Stepping back to look at her, he awaited her response. |
