She'd never been here before, the metallic scent of old blood was everywhere and the ghosts of those who'd once owned it were still very much restless here. Neith wasn't sure if she was more nervous about the dead or the live ones she may find. Summer was most definitely in the air, her heat had come upon her like a big sack of rocks on her head. Her body begged for her to get pregnant, but all she was interested in doing was keeping to herself. Yeah her uterus might have craved a whole lot of man but she was pretty sure that was a very bad idea. Much like lingering where she was now. Unbeknownst to her a pack wolf could easily come and claim her and then she wouldn't have any say so about what she did. Losing her freedom would surely be a fate worse than death. Her slim dark form would make its way over the almost flat surface, though it had looked much flatter from far away there were a lot of dips and knolls. She'd conquer them expertly, though still very much unaware of the danger she had placed herself in. ""

He smelled her long before he saw her. The little woman trotted into view and Laufey's nose lifted to better catch her scent. She wasn't the sort he was accustomed to seeing in such a place; her fine, feminine features largely without blemish. Every inch of her had been sculpted for the eye. She was beauty and flawless grace. The moment he laid eyes on her he knew he wanted her. His tail flicked in thought as he regarded her. Laying the shade of a wildly growing bush, Laufey was fairly certain he hadn't been spotted yet. If he remained quiet it was entirely possible that she'd walk by him in the next few seconds, but where was the fun in that? "Dangerous place for a stroll," he commented.

Her eyes flicked across the landscape as she walked, she was ready for anything to pop out at her. Even more so than usual. Being a loner you had to watch your back, but treading in this place along with the season Neith was on her guard. Not that she noticed the giant lingering in the grasses until his voice floated towards her. She stopped immediately, her dark ears swiveling towards the direction his words had come from. Bright lavender gems found his form, the full effect of his mass lost on her. "Probably." She'd eye him with interest. Was he implying that he was the danger, because she would have certainly believed that. "Never been here before though, gotta try it once." Her head tilted curiously, not quite able to carry herself away from him yet. ""

The tip of his tail continued to flick lazily like a cat's; this small action suggesting that perhaps his interest was a little keener than his relaxed demeanor might lead one to believe. She was a very pretty little thing, this dark stranger, but so was the thrall Hani and she, with her quickly swelling sides, was a lesson in consequences. Dare he pursue this woman and risk it? Yes, he decided quickly. A beautiful, heavily perfumed woman in a place such as this intrigued him. She was either very brave or very naive in regards to the nature of those who made a habit of visiting these grounds. Both possible qualities were of interest to him and both could be played for his gain. He was willing to risk it. ”Do you take that approach to all things,” he asked boldly, ”Or just the ones that are dangerous?” For now the giant remained where he was, his expression openly curious as he waited for an answer.

Once her eyes were on him she found herself having quite the trouble keeping them off of him. He was mysterious as well as potentially dangerous and she wasn't about to let him leap at her with out her knowing. He was quite the looker, and if she had to guess was about the same age she was. Certainly he'd been up a few girl's skirts before. His attention in her did anything but bring her comfort, she wasn't completely nervous around him but the uncertainty that did linger was obvious in the way her tail twitched at her ankles. While she wasn't quite aware of the customs that went on in the battlefield she wasn't afraid to be here either. She knew her skills, and she could fend for herself. Besides, she was never one to stay at home because it might be dangerous. "Most all things." Drugs, food, activities, her only limit so far seemed to be more intimate acts. She didn't sleep with just any loser. "What about you, mr. giant in the grass? You have an adventurous side?" If he did then maybe things could get more interesting. ""

Her words drew a dark chuckle from him. She was brave in coming to these parts smelling and looking the way she did, he'd give her that much, but she didn't strike him as the truly adventurous type. Maybe he was just judging a book by its cover, but she looked too soft for such a thing. She might play at being adventurous, might dip her toe into its waters, but what did that get her besides one wet toe? Raise her heart rate a teeny bit? Where was risk, the real fun? No, real adventure was a full body experience. He smirked up at her, silent for a beat before he threw down a veiled challenge, "Care to find out?"

Her eyes hadn't left him their full encounter, if he had some accomplice on the side ready to ambush her from the side or behind she would be lost to them because her eyes would not leave his gaze. She didn't trust him, but with the way he talked, and moved and breathed held her in place. Had she been smarted maybe the best move would have been to retreat the moment he'd been discovered. He was silent for a long moment, the dark she wolf would squint at him slightly before his words reached her ears. "I visual aid is better than words?" she'd ask as she cocked her head curiously. Her silver tipped tail would play at the grass by her feet as she nervously waited his answer. ""

Her question brought a smirk to his lips. Wordlessly the brute got to his paws and after ducking out from under the bush he stretched and stood at his full height. Still smirking he stepped closer, seeking to slowly close the distance between them. Now that he was standing he was very aware of the height difference and just how far he had to look down to meet her gaze. It was comical, really, almost like comparing an adult to a child. Laufey's gaze briefly swept their surroundings, noting the distant figures engaged in a very different kind of entanglement than what he was currently after. He was going to go for it, consequences be damned. "I'm up for a demonstration, but I think a more important question would be, how adventurous are you? "

The expression that came to his features did nothing to ease her nerves, and as he stood she realized she should have run long ago. Still, the thrill and the rush that captured her would not let her leave even as his massive form stood over her. Fearlessly she'd stand beside him, her tiny form standing as tall as she could stand. Neith was just tiny, despite denying it at most times. Now she couldn't help but realize her size. Her heart beat faster in her chest as his deep voice slipped through his lips. Was this a challenge? "As adventurous as they come." She'd answer, her voice unwavering as he drew more near. With the heat of his form more obvious now that he was close she had a better idea of where he was going with this. ""

She didn't rebuff his advances and while it appeared that her proclamation was shaky at best, she didn't back down or even shy away as he approached. The woman was hesitant, he was aware of that, and had she expressed her nervousness in any way it was possible that he would have respected her wishes and eased off, but that's not what she was doing. Instead she continued to play the game. That spoke of willingness, didn't it? Surely she wasn't that naive. If she'd let him, Laufey intended to whittle down the space between them to a more intimate distance. His steps were slow and deliberate, giving her ample time to decide whether or not she wished to stand by her statement on adventurousness or crumble, but he didn't miss a beat with a reply. "That's one hell of a statement to make." He dropped his head to better meet her gaze as the distance between them dropped to mere feet. Seeking to challenge her personal space, he leaned in to murmur in her ear, "Can you prove it?"

While she really should have left him to be adventurous all on his own (and she might have too if she weren't plagued by her heat). Neith couldn't make herself turn and leave. Her bright amethyst gaze would continue to linger upon him even as he stepped even closer. Now it was a personal dare. How far could she go with this massive brute? Slowly she'd start ignoring her mind and the commands it gave her in favor of the wishes her body urged upon her. The dark she wolf didn't hesitate as she followed his example, pushing closer to him with careful steps. His brilliant blue gaze would be lowered to align with her own before he whispered into her ear. She was going to do this, she couldn't back down now. A tremor of doubt ran through her slim form, but she steeled herself. Neith had never been on this adventure before, however much she'd flirted with it. "I don't think you know how long i've waited for this particular... adventure." She'd answer as she shed all of her inhibitions and offered herself up to him. Electricity would ripple through her frame as she became eager to explore his giant form. -fade here?- ""

His earlier read of her and the misgivings he'd noted were suddenly called into question as she gave herself up readily, the woman going as far as meeting him halfway. A growing anticipation made his skin prickle. "I don't think you know how long I've waited for this particular... adventure," said she. In response he chuckled before tracing the curve of her jaw and filling his senses with her enticing perfume. Instinct grabbed a hold of him and flooded him with desire, his pupils nearly swallowing the blue of his eyes as arousal dilated them. "Then we better make it worth your wait, shouldn't we?" He wasn't about to waste time on small talk. The opportunity was here, right in front of him, and he wasn't about to let her change her mind and slip through his grasp. Tasting and teasing his way down her spine, Laufey's nibbles and bites got steadily rougher as he tested the mettle of his partner. As his bear-like appearance suggested the brute was not a gentle lover. She'd called their coupling an adventure and that was quite possibly what she was in for. Draping himself over her back, Laufey nestled his chest into the hollow behind the nameless woman's shoulder blades. His massive forelegs lifting to scissor around her tiny waist, his forepaws cupping the insides of her thighs. Pulling himself to her, the brute started off slow; the gentle rhythmic thrusting of his hips sending waves of electricity rolling up his belly. And it was not enough. Grabbing her scruff with an impatient rumble, the titan nearly lifted the woman off the ground as he leaned back slightly on his haunches. He then used his forelegs to rock her back into him, timing each pull to match the rude shoving of his hips. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through him, the white hot intensity of it blotting out all else. He was like a berserker in the throes of battle; one single purpose dominating and casting aside all thoughts.  Adventure indeed. -fade to black-

His movements were almost sweet as she whispered back to him, she'd feel his muzzle trace the line of her jaw as he slowly moved down her form. He'd make note that she was not about to be disappointed, with the look she'd seen in his eye she had no doubt of his words, and again tried to doubt this whole decision. The time to back down was long gone however, and she'd offered him the entirety of herself save her name. This impressive stranger would be the first to have her. He'd move along her spine, his touch sending shivers over her skin as his movements became less of the soft touch he'd started with. While his slower administrations had been enjoyable her body craved the more abusive affections. Unexpectedly her chest would rumble in a low growl as she pressed into his touch and groaned at his teeth on her flesh. He wasted no time in grabbing hold of her, a whine would leave her lips as she felt his paws against her thighs. That same sound would turn into a breathless gasp as their hips met. All at once it seemed like she'd been completely overwhelmed. His monstrous size was realized all over again as he rocked against her tiny form. She had expected to be so vocal, and with every movement he made she'd find a new sound to express the feeling. Neith would squeal in surprise as he took hold of her scruff, he'd take complete control over her body. She'd been searching for an adventure, and had found it in a much different way than she'd expected with this man. She'd continue to moan and whimper at his movements, her mind quite lost to everything but what he was doing to her body. ----- When he released her Neith would fall into the grass unceremoniously, she was very much sore and more than exhausted. Her chest would heave with the heavy breaths that she took, each one ragged as it ran through her sore throat. She hadn't entirely known what to expect, but it had been anything but the intense ride he'd given her. Her vibrant gaze would try to seek out his own. she had no idea what he intended to do after their encounter but she wasn't going to move for a day. ""

Slowly the giant relinquished his grip on the woman. She slid from his grasp and fell gracelessly to the ground, and it was then that his attention returned to her. His gaze slid to hers and then casually roved across her person in an effort to assess her well being. She'd made her enjoyment quite clear; it was a wonder they hadn't piqued the interest of other visitors of the battlefield. There was a vain part of him that had derived enjoyment from her reactions. Each unstoppable gasp had stroked his ego and, while not at all what he'd intended, he found himself striving for such reactions. Laufey bent down and sought to gently lick at the woman's scruff. The giant sought to smooth out the fur he'd mussed and soothe the skin he'd gripped so hard. He wanted this woman. Not just today, but any day. He wanted her with him, wanted her within reach and at his side. Laufey was also intrigued with the possibility of him being her first. Something about that appealed to him. It quipped a deep-seated possessiveness in him that was hard to ignore. He wanted this woman. And he did not want to share. "I want you to come with me."

The silver marked she wolf leaned back slightly as she found comfort in the soft grass. Breathing heavily her vibrant lavender gaze found his brilliant blue one before he moved to groom her softly. He'd give attention to her bloodied scruff, the soft touch soothing the sting he'd caused there. She'd find herself sighing heavily in contentment, not expecting the words that left his lips after his tongue had smoothed her fur. Startling slightly she'd try and find his eyes again, "I.. don't know that I'm up for another adventure yet. I won't be walking right for a week." The dark she wolf scoffed slightly, "That's.. not what you meant though, is it?" This wasn't simple play anymore, she could see the look in his eye. There didn't seem like she had any room for argument either. While she wanted to panic at the thought of her freedoms quickly shrinking, Neith would grasp to the hope that this giant would not be so heartless as to cage an adventurous wolf like herself. "Where will we go?" She wouldn't.. couldn't refuse she was sure, while she tried to recover beneath him she hoped ot gather a bit of information. "What.. should I call you?" She'd gasp through her still ragged breaths. ""

Her words drew a breathy chuckle from him. The double entendre had been unintentional and with his thoughts fixed on future "comings" he would have remained unaware of it had she not brought his attention to it. "Neither am I," he reassured her. At least not now. Her scent was an intoxicant; one he found irresistible. If given the opportunity he would be back for more. "That's.. not what you meant though, is it?" Absentmindedly he reached out to play with one of her ears. "No," he rumbled. The woman offered no resistance and instead voiced another question. "To my home; a pack in the north called Yfir." Laufey sank to his belly and in doing so draped himself across the back of the woman so that they lay in a tight 'x' shape. He picked up his gentle ministrations again; starting between her ears and steadily working his way back as far as he could reach before starting over. As gentle as he was being with her, Laufey was also being subtly forceful and leaving little room for arguing. As the woman was well aware, he was in complete control of this situation. "Come with me to Yfir." Gently he licked at her ear before murmuring, "We can have many more adventures there." Oh, yes. Names. "My name is Laufey. And what may I call you besides 'perfection'?"

She'd recieve a chuckle for her words as he agreed with her, the pair having obviously worn themselves out. He'd confirm the question, that was not what he'd ment, however amusing it may have been. What he had meant was a pack, Yfir of the North. This would be the first moment she'd heard of such a place, but with Laufey to take as example she had no doubts they were quite powerful. Neith had never been really sure about the whole pack thing, but now that the choice had been taken from her she'd need to start getting used to the idea.

Neith would sight softly as the Yfir warrior draped himself over her back, in silence she would think about what he'd said to her. Not that she could fully focus her attention there, his affections were distracting. Leaning into his touch she tried not to think about what was coming next for her. "Come with me to Yfir." He'd reiterate as he groomed her and she would nod softly. Surely life would not be so bad by Laufey's side. The silver marked she wolf would smile at his flattery. "It's nice to meet you, Laufey. Though Perfection would certainly work you may also call me Neith."

It was settled then. Without any fuss she was going to come with him to Yfir. He was getting better at this 'acquiring' thing, it seemed. Turns out he didn't necessarily have to knock them unconscious and drag them home after all. Some would just come home with him. Who'd thunk it? Laufey slid from her back and then settled down beside her. Her breathing was still noticeably ragged so they wouldn't set off for the pack immediately. He knew a place where they could rest for the night, a place out of the way of prying eyes. "Well, Perfection, can you manage a short distance or do I need to carry you? I know a place we can rest for the night and if you are up for it, we'll head for Yfir tomorrow." Unless by then she was ready for another adventure. Rest a day, play a day? Sounded like a good plan to him.