The plan was going much too slowly for his liking, he wanted his throne and he wanted it now! If he had been any cockier he might have marched right up to his prize and tried to take it right now, but he couldn?t risk failure; he needed an assured victory. Not only for himself but for his sister, they deserved to rule a mighty kingdom together, and he would not show weakness in front of her by messing it up. He was wandering much further from their temporary home than usual, but he was beginning to think he might need to start looking for those who might seek to further his cause. Surely some such creatures existed, he was a god among them after all and all gods needed those that knelt before them. "Speech"

SO PUMPED TO USE THIS

Most wolves tended to avoid odd, eerie, unfamiliar places. Generally, if one wanted to avoid company, that wolf could go to one of those places and be alone. Liste should have known better in Alacritia, though. They would seek you out, even if they meant not to, and find you no matter where you hid. Unless, of course, you didn't want to be hidden. Then no one would find you. Unfortunately, the bitch hadn't considered the oddities of this continent before choosing her resting place. The fog was thick in the air around her broken stone perch, but it did not conceal the figure that approached. At first she was irritated, and she wasted no time sharing it. "What the fuck do you want?" she questioned in a hoarse voice and the figure became clearer to her. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in his bright eyes and massive figure. Something made him attractive to her, but it didn't make her any less annoyed at his presence yet. Speech,

Lel had hardly had any particular wolf in mind, just those that he might rope over to his side and what better place to look for likeminded individuals than here? Still as he went the eerie silence and the absence of any other wolf made him wonder. Had he been wrong? Of course he hadn?t, and as an unfamiliar scent assaulted his senses with its rich female scent he grinned, adjusting his course and heading towards the lucky girl. She would rise into existence, her form pulling at his basest needs. But no, he would not seek pleasure, not yet. He needed to know how to approach the woman, he?d rather not expend extra energy if he didn?t have to. He stopped and then she was speaking, filth spilling from her mouth and the boy laughed. He tilted his head to the right, feeling his neck crack, before shifting his head to the other side to do the same. "Well I want to fuck you for one." He said, some amusement in his voice but a slight threat sliding its way into his vocals. "Well after that? " He slide his violet gaze over her form, drinking it in. "We?ll have to see." "Speech"

Slowly the sable vixen rose to her feet, finding herself towering over the brute on her slab of stone. She glared down at him through narrowed lids and as he spoke of his intentions she couldn't help but cackle in return. The boy was so aggressive, so full of himself. He actually thought he could be a threat to her. Did he not see the scars that littered her body, the evidence of every triumph and failure she had endured in the past many seasons? Few wolves had dared be so forward with her since her change and this one did not hesitate. Deftly she leaped to the ground and slunk toward the beast, bringing her nose within inches of his. She licked her maw and bared her teeth at him before finally responding. "You may only fuck me, boy, if you know better than to think that you will be in complete control. I don't like to share unless I'm going to have a little fun of my own." Her words were sharp and her voice was barely more than a dark whisper, making her opinion clearer than day. Liste liked her power, but she was willing to give a little up for a good time. Speech,