The feeling of anticipation was like tar bubbling within his belly; thick and black and fully confining. He paced, hoping to quell the stirring of it but knowing that nothing could stop that boiling liquid except the presence of some pack members. It was taking forever, it seemed, and the seconds were drawing out into eternities strung together with shaky breaths and the gentle trickle of water as it flowed beside his obsidian form. God, it would take moons before everyone came! Sure, Serris wasn’t expecting the turnout of dozens of wolves ready to lay their skulls on the line for this new Alpha, but at least one could show up in a timely manner. In reality he had only been waiting a few minutes but the waiting tore Serris apart and he had to stop in his strides to focus and center himself. His azure portals closed roughly and he reached out with his energy, a sort of belief and practice for those godless wolves who have better things to believe in than just his almighty Fenris above. He sneered but then soon focused again, letting the earth talk to him and the trees calm his nerves. The smell of pine grew stronger and he could feel the vibrations of the river, a sort of constant pitter patter below his claws. And then he could smell his borders, weak and void of many newcomer scents, although one male musk came to him the next instant and he could tell from that stench that he was coming closer. So he had been waiting at the borders, huh? Perhaps he would be the first to come then. Serris could detect the other small meeting happening, but after his call that had begun to break up as well and a few of the souls were heading his way. Excellent. Pulling back into himself and opening his gazers once again, the vampire turned in a tight circle to span the perimeter of the small clearing where he had boldly decided to hold his first pack meeting. Who would arrive first? And then a rustling to his right provided the answer.
The brute that stepped through the foliage was a handsome devil of rouge, although his entire silhouette was covered in scars and mars of many fights. He had a strong presence and quite the attitude about him and Serris instantly liked the brujo, almost to the point that he overlooked one major issue upon first glance. He was missing a leg. A back piston, to be exact, and although the hessian didn’t seem hindered by the MIA appendage, it really wasn’t sightly for a member of his strong pack to be seen without a vital piece of his skeleton. Serris shrugged internally though, letting a coy grin slide onto his features. They all would have a chance to prove themselves, later. The male gave a nod but nothing more and Serris raised an eyebrow in response, knowing that the time would come for submission and respect. He could understand their apprehension of a new commander, but he’d soon change that; yes, definitely change that. Anyways, that one went to go sulk in his own misery in some shadowy spot while the regal’s attention was diverted elsewhere as a charcoal fae entered their presence, obviously a newcomer as well. Geez, were there any old wolves from this pack? Serris wondered. Regardless, the male put on his best sly smile for the femme and watched mildly as she approached with lowered plume and head dipped, a position that sent a surge of power and testosterone coursing through the brute’s blood. Ah, it felt good to be in charge. His eyes edged slightly closer as he left the wave of chemicals crash over him and then pass. The fatale was talking, and he was supposed to be listening. Severine was her name, and she was quite the polite little mistress, something he instantly liked about her. He was worried, though, that she wouldn’t make it in this pack of misfits and killers. He really didn’t have much of a choice but to accept her though; it’s not like there were hordes of wolves wanting to join. She rolled over as any submitting wolf would do and Serris raised to his limbs and stepped forward, placing a fore on the crest of her chest in a show of dominance. He lowered his head to hover over her snout, letting his words fall out of his maw like gravel. “Pleasure to have you Severine. Rise then, you are accepted.”He stepped off of her but did not sit down again, simply turned his skull to search for any others, crystal pools shining.
A strong scent of the land approached and Serris was instantly just as excited as he had been before the wolves started to arrive, knowing this would be one warrior to pay attention to. From her perfume he could tell she had been in these lands for quite the long time, longer than that fool Volbeat or any before him. She had been the one to call the little meeting before and Serris could almost feel his spine crawling over itself to finally glimpse this lady. She was painted ebony and ivory, a sort of simply fantastic coat and a strong presence that informed him that she knew what she was doing. She scanned the clearing and sized up the two other wolves there before focusing on him with a weary gaze laden with distrust. What was that for, huh? Serris grew slightly annoyed, but the more he thought about it the more he understand her position on him at the current moment. So many Alpha’s had come and gone without a fight, and he probably would be feeling the same way. Despite she still approached him, submitting by simply stretching out her neck and tilting it slightly to one side to expose the jugular, which was more than enough for the new Alpha. Stepping up to the lass, Serris made sure to put on an especially lovely smirk for her. “Sweetheart, I’ve been waiting for you; now I can fully justify all the things I’ve heard about you. The trees really do tell all, you know.” He glanced up at the canopy before returning his icy gaze to her and he caught her own orbs for a second, an entirely different emotion flowing from them this time. But what it was he could not decipher. His flank twitched in mild irritation but he hid it as best of possible, simply giving her an accepting nod before turning around and pacing away a bit to give her room. Whatever she wanted to tell him he’d hear one way or another; nothing was hidden from him.
[Cont.]
S E R R I S
Demon | Adult | Munashii Gekko | Alpha | Loveless | Mimi
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