There was something on her mind now that Nako had gone missing. Once more that void had entered her heart. She had her babies, yes, but Marina was coming to realize she wanted more than that. Something like what she and Fenris once had. She needed someone to... Play with. To scratch that particular itch that she just couldn’t get herself. The femme would leave her lands to go off in search of what she desired. If she couldn’t find what she needed among the pack {which she didn’t dare search for she didn’t want her children to know} she would search for something outside the lands. The rainbow marked female would enter old lands, the lands that Sonticus held before she started to push her influence over their ways. Marina’s red and pink eyes would shine as she scented the air, until, at last, she came across a scent. Ears would perk, grin spreading across her face. Ahh, what was this? A potential plaything? Though she’d never done so before... Marina had the intentions of taking this wolf one way or another. A slave for her own personal needs. “Come out come out wherever you are~” She’d coo. ""

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His master was gone. Not that he minded but finding a new one was difficult without being sold. His nose had been seeking out others. Blind eyes leading him to former pack grounds. Ears in high alert his nose low to the ground the tried to carefully feel the world around him. That was until a females scent and voice fitted themselves in his ears. Excitement filled him with the thought of a new master.

Number would come closer to her not bothering to hide himself. "Looking for me ma'm?" He asked politely with a dip of his head. "Dont suppose you are into enslaving wolves are you. I'm 411 also known as number searching for a new master." He made sure his stance was low. Naturally that was what he fell too. "I'm also. A man." That was the only thing he possibly asked for. Was to be referred to as such.

...and so the other wolf would show itself. Speaking in tones that were kind, respectful. The femme would watch as the other approached, almost taken aback. Blind. The poor dear was blinded. A femme of nice coloring. While Marina had been hoping for a male, she found that, perhaps, this female could work as well. Though she was hardly prepared for what was going to happen next. When the female spoke again she asked Marina directly if she was into enslaving, saying that she was seeking a new master!

Well well. Marina would begin to circle the other slowly, her tail swishing back and forth. “That so?” Her voice was light, a purr. “Well Number you’re in luck. I’ve been seeking someone to fill a certain need for me... My previous playmates have seemed to disappear and well, mama Marina has her needs.” She’d stop before the other just as she stated something else; she was a man?

“You don’t say?” Not that Marina was one to judge. She would move closer, breathing in Number’s scent and giving him a chance to get a good wiff of her own. “Number, from this day forth you are my wolf, a member of Borealis. In return for your play with me, you’ll be fed and live as a happy slave.” Her voice was a soft coo yet again. “Does this sound agreeable?”

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Number carefully was aware of his surroundings. Ears listening and nose smelling her. It might have been considered rude but he was blind after all. He saw once upon a time, perhaps another reason he needed a master. He didn't know her name but her scent was locked into his head. Ears twitching to her movements. It sounded fair and saved him quiet a bit of trouble at that. "Yes ma'am. Any rules I should know of?" He asked carefully as he turned his head in her general direction of he voice.

"Thank you." He would give out his thanks. Number was not the average slave. Highly considering he did as he was told it didn't matter what. There had been some strange masters in his past. It was also the reason he didn't have eyes. His tail moved between his legs mildly. Now he just would await orders as well.

Marina felt a twinge of delight at just how easy this was. Normally slaves were disobedient to a degree, but this one was so obedient, so agreeable~ The femme would feel herself getting almost giddy. The slave was even kind enough to thank her. The rainbow marked femme would allow herself to wrap around her new prize, leaning in to take an ear between her teeth and nibble upon it gently. Was this wrong? Probably. But Marina didn’t care. “Little Number, tell me, are you ready to play?” The femme would turn her attention to her new slave’s neck, licking it teasingly. “This will be your primary duty after all~” The female would circle around the other once more. She would swish her tail against the other as well, allowing him to know exactly where she was the whole time. Marina would giggle softly. Yes, this was going to be fun. "Talk" "You" Think

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Number would calmly listen to his new master. Sensations coming in on like a bad memory. Though they weren't so bad, considering many masters enjoyed these types of things. The lick on his neck sent shivers down his spine. It still wasn't as if he was not reactive. However she smelt heavily of her own children. She must have been one of those, he didn't question it nor care. In time perhaps they could have a good talk and be friends. It wasn't unlike him to be friends with his masters who wished it. However his tail cocked to the side as he went to ask a question. "Well mistress... am I on top or bottom?" he asked. Either way - they liked it differently. Number was also indicating that he was fine, after all. What was a slave without a master. Honestly this was the way of life he had been born into, he had no plans on leaving it.

The female would blink as Number spoke, a question so simple leaving his lips. She would let her gaze soften, looking upon the creature she had claimed for herself. A slave. A willing slave, and so willing to do things that others would become disgusted at. But Marina cared little. She wanted to feel some sort of love, as close and as primal as she could get. Even if it wasn’t really love, it was enough for the woman’s unstable mind. The rainbow marked beast would curl slightly around the other being. Her eyes would close, and she would think again about her decision. “We will take turns being on top and bottom.” She’d coo. “...and truth be told... Maybe we could just cuddle a while?” The woman would question, though she was the master, not the slave. “I want to get to know you a little more first, Number. To give this relationship more meaning than just simply master and slave.” Her words continued to come out soft. ""

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