Evelyn, Evelyn
The winter had truly set in now, and the days she spent slowly dying on the volcano were behind her but the emptiness hadn't left her. She felt hollow, her body had filled out slightly again, though she wasn't by any means a healthy weight but she wasn't starving to death again.
This was just another new pack, another new place filled with faces she couldn't bring herself to look at. The woman had taken shelter in an old badger set, not daring to dig a den for herself until she was told to do so. The set was cramped and uncomfortable but it sheltered her from the elements and that's what mattered most. The feeling had eventually returned to the majority of her extremities though she didn't think she'd ever really feel the tips of her ears again.
Pari was unsure what was needed of her here, she had followed Hannibal but as he'd been taken with another bondslave she was unsure who she belonged to anymore. Further, he had with him a strange wolf, heavy with his spawn and she dared not get to close to them out of fear of their anger.
So instead she did as she had in Elias' pack, waiting outside her den most days until someone would snap at her to do something. Which was what she was doing now.
"speech!"
Tyranis moved through his forest with his head held high, taking account of his land now that it had adjusted to being occupied by a pack. The forest had showed few signs of being densely inhabited before, but now it seemed what little life had dwelled within the sparse shelter of its trees was gone now.
He paused in his strolling as he came upon a woman he only vaguely recognized. He supposed he had seen her when he raised his pack, but the event itself had seemed like such a cataclysmic failure in hind sight that he did little to remember it. The woman had a distinct look of a bond servant and for a moment he considered calling for Hannibal to hear his assessment of her. The thought was quashed instantly as he considered calling for the little serpent of a man and hearing some oozing flourishes of diction from his liar’s mouth. No. He would find out what he wanted his own way.
“Good evening.” He greeted cordially, tipping his head slightly in a gesture that was far more formal than the battered woman deserved. “You are a bondservant, correct?” He asked with feigned kindness dancing in his eyes.
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Tyranis has a melanistic king cobra companion named Raanee, and a half-blind raven companion named Moses unless otherwise stated assume they are always present
Although it doesn't appear on his tables Tyranis' tail has been docked
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The approach of another would not go unnoticed by the scarred woman, for one whose life was dedicated to the service of others could not afford to be ignorant of those around her. As the man she recognized from Elias' pack approached she dropped her head, ears pulling back and her gaze dragging to her paws. Her stance was fully submissive, she waited in this crouch for him to pass or for him to give her an order. Instead, he paused before her and she lowered herself further, wilting under his gaze.
The Man spoke and Pari nodded slowly. There was a softness, a kindness in his voice and it put her on edge. She was neither one who deserved kindness nor did she trust that such a wolf as one who could follow Elias be capable of producing kindness for a wolf like her.
"speech!"