I E R O N
'That wasn't so hard,' Ieron thought to himself as he returned to Glorall as the victor. Only a few weeks ago Tesseract had given the new member of the ocean pack a task to prove himself. The small wolf of the desert had taken his time to learn all he could about his target. Saqr was his name and he had once been the heir to the Iromar pack. Apparently his father hadn't been a fan of living and died a few years ago. And his mother was missing, letting the pack fall into the paws of another demon, as they liked to call themselves. An interesting bunch they were and perhaps Ieron would get to know them all a little better one day. But for now, he had another task at hand. Once the thief had learned as much as he needed, he swooped in like a shadow and claimed his victim for himself. Another successful steal had brought Saqr to Glorall for Tesseract to do whatever he pleased. Ieron never asked his leader why he had wanted the oddly colored male and he never would. It wasn't his mission to know why. It was his mission to simply do and like a good little pack wolf, Ieron had done just that.
Now he sat on a small cliff overhanging one of the pack boarders in the shade of a bush watching the younger male. The first snowfall had been a few days ago and a thick layer of the white mush lay upon the ground. Ieron grumbled to himself as his belly grew colder and wetter with each passing second he spent laying in the snow. Why did winter have to be a yearly thing? Why couldn't it be like his desert home and just never come around? A small snort left his nose and a gust of hot steam rose into the cloudy sky. A few more minutes went by as Ieron continued to stalk his wolf, waiting to see what he would do. But nothing more happened. The once prince sat in the snow and waited. Interesting. Why wait when Saqr knew he was a captive of Glorall? Growing bored and irritated, Ieron stood up and shook the snow off his thin, tri-colored fur. With nimble paws he leapt from the cliff and danced his way down from rock to rock until he was on the same ground as Saqr.
"Welcome, Saqr, to Glorall. Don't bother to ask why I have brought you here. I don't know myself and I can't say I care. You are here under the orders of Tesseract and you will remain my captive until further notice. No one seemed to care that I took you so I doubt anyone will be by to pick you up. So, with that being said, why don't you come on in? I'll show you to where you will be staying while you are here." Ieron had never been known to be nice to his targets. There was a reason this dark colored males had been dragged to Glorall and if Tesseract demanded his life, Ieron would take it. He would play the good lap dog for now.
BLACK-HEARTED EVIL ;; BRAVE-HEARTED HERO
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