Joy courses through the babe as she trots elegantly through the plentiful rows of fruit trees. Up until now a pack has always inhabited this part of Boreas. For seasons she has dreamed about entering the orchard to indulge in the plethora of easy food. Although it was summer and the fruit was not at its peak she would still look for anything she could scavenge. She knew not to touch the fruit that covered the forest floor, unless she wanted to dim her senses. Getting drunk was only fun when you had a partner to keep you company.

After what seems like hours of searching, the vixen's vision finally falls upon a tree that is still littered with fruit; apricots! She has only heard of the delicious treat through the metaphorical grape vine. Excitement overwhelms her as she rushes toward the treasure, her feet seeming to never touch the earth as she glides across the terrain. She attempts to climb up the trunk just far enough the grasp an apricot within her jaws. Success! The babe returns to all fours with a juicy treasure in her mouth. She gnaws at it happily, an appreciative smile dancing across her lips.

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These lands were strange. And much too hot! Already, the brute missed the cooler clime of Auster, but he was here now. Cast off into the unknown to spread his ideals, his knowledge, his seed even. And so far, the lands had been quiet. Not a soul in sight, though perhaps they hid away from the heat in the confines of their dens like rabbits. Huffing, he stalked through the Orchard he had found, the sweet scents of fruit permeating the air around him. His steps were none too quiet, though that was usually difficult to do considering his size. Still, he had no reasons to sneak up on others. Only cowards did such things, and he was no coward.

He was a Dire wolf pure and strong, his size lending him the intimidation factor he loved, and hard packed muscle rippled unhidden. He was a force, and he was not one to go around hiding it. The divine male would pause, nose quivering at a scent much different then the rest. It was not a fruit nor a tree, or even a plant for that matter. But prey. And a special kind of prey at that. He'd scented a woman in heat, now wasn't it his lucky day? First creature to come across and it was something delectable!

Stalking forward, he moved unhidden as he sought out his prey. And within moments, he'd find her. The giant would stop, however, as his steel blue eyes fell on his would-be victim. She was something he had not expected, and for the moment he was speechless. Her form was something he could not take his eyes off of, for the woman was of divine beauty. A pure scarlet red draped itself over her small form, markings of black accompanying the rich color. He knew not what to say, and all he could do was stare as he became entranced.

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