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Silly females, did she not think that her perfume would not tease the air even though she followed them? Well of course it did not for she came from such a way that blew their scents to her and thus the brute did not notice the dame until she was right upon them. Ears flicked back in slight irritation as the golden painted dame brushed upon his Jagger, his possessive streak flaring high before settling back to rake her with his mismatched eyes. She was a tiny thing, yet she held a innate innocence that begged his warrior to protect her. It was nothing like his attraction to Jagger, very subtle and very familial in nature. She could be his little sister. Her saccharin voice draws him from his musing as she awkwardly requests his name. It brings a dashing smile to his face as he regards her about to quell her curiosity before he is cut off by the hoarse voice of his beloved. His grin grew by jumps and bounds as she struggled to actually say his name. �Splash is my name. My my Jagger, you screamed it out over and over all night and yet you find that you can not say it now? It is quite alright though Love, your sweet beloved handsome merle male is here for you now.� He had said his name at the same time as she, but embellished way too much in the hopes of infuriating the black dame. He loved nothing more than when she tackled him in attempts to end his life. He lived for it.

After a moment, allowing his quip to sink in and possibly avoiding Jag ripping his throat out, he continues. �Jagger has told me much about you Little Healer. She is quite proud so you must be very efficient but with such kind eyes such as yours I can�t imagine you being anything but great.� He then sends her a wink, a chuckle teasing his eyes. He would have continued to make Jagger angry had the big male who owned the scent that clung to the borders joined the fray. His looming tail that bounced high indicated to his rank should the merle had been mistaken. Oh he knew of ranks and was quite amiable to them. Order made the world go around. Yet he was glad that he stood beside Chickadee and not his Jagger, alpha or not he was still over protective of what he viewed as his. Being a newcomer to these lands he knew nothing of imprints, only that he would travel across the world and back if it meant that he could be near her.

Lifting his mismatched eyes, he holds the gaze of the alpha, portraying strength in the fact that he did not shy from such an action but careful to keep his body in a subservient position. He did not view himself as weak for lowering himself as most others did. It was wolf nature and one he was very much in touch with. The male before him with the startling amethyst eyes stood almost as regal as Splash, as he looked over the merle lad. Splash fancied himself very much a dignitary and was almost always a pompous ass, but then would noble wasn�t? �I believe it is.� He smiles, seeing no reason to repeat his name when he had surely already gleamed it from prior conversation. �Yes, I am the sun to her moon and the monster to her nightmares. If you ask her, she will tell me that I am no friend of hers but I would beg to differ.� A fond smile is shot her way before he addresses Tesseract once again. �The pleasure is all mine. Tell, how might one seek admittance to your pack?� Splash was no fool, where he came from to gain interrance one had to prove oneself. Would he have to hunt or battle? Still holding Tesseract�s gaze he awaits, ready for anything if it meant he would be near his beloved each and every night.

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