Samil doesn't like how he feels about Naamah these past few months, before it had been all about dominating, before their games had been nothing short of devistating. But now... now there was more at stake. Now he had to deal with her toys getting to attached, so how making her get attached to them. He doesn't like this and it is clear in his move to stand behind and slightly over her body as it lay on the floor. She should have known what she was getting into with him to be honest. He was not always the easiest wolf to get along with and he was not soft in the chest area, he often didn't think he had a heart but it was wolves like Naamah and Antoinette that had started to show him where that soft spot was. In truth, he would kill any wolf that did either of the ladies wrong.
Neither Naamah nor Enderly need worry about him 'causing a scene' inside the den, his outward feelings show nothing really other than unadultrated irritation, if he knew how she thought right now looking down at these pups he would have scoffed at her. Was she getting soft? sure he was having feelings but he hadn't turned to mush at the next most eager bitch to walk up to him with her tail held high enough. Kiska, had not proven herself but she had been one of the choices he'd made because he felt like it would deal the blow he had wanted it to deal. And with her pregnant and Devil's exhile... he knew they'd need a crash pad until things cooled down, so why not invite them? a few extra bodies would do well for the vikings. He ignores Naamah's comment about the children, instead choosing to relax himself so as not to appear to much of the threat he knew he could become had he choosen to run this male out of here. Let her think she has soothed his ache.
Soon though, soon he would teach this male why Naamah was his, why things were as they were. He and his alliances wouldn't be able to stand up to the vikings and he uses this to call himself and take his mind off of the other male. It would hurt him more if he knew that they didn't think him smart, he didn't make it this long in life and not know a thing or two, loners never made it far if they weren't smart after all. He had the smarts to go along with the brawn, sir. Enderly gets up then and stretches, good he's about to leave, Samil doesn't move an inch as he watches the other male. He cares little for the gifts the other male brings his Naamah, for it means the less he himself has to do for her and in turn the more he can do for Antoinette. The little pup was filling out nicely and in turn learning the ways of the Vikings nicely.
After the male left Samil turned his attention back to Naamah, "Our family will soon swell much larger than we had previously thought." He says this after he gives a few licks to the top of Naamah's black head, "the Vikings will rise again and soon the lands will know what it is we have come here for" the thought of this alone makes him less aggitated about the other male. "I have obtained a nice youth who can help you with the pups if you wish, she will need some training in stealth but I have begun teaching her how to hunt so atleast she can feed herself" he lets his front legs crumple under him as he moves his body to wrap around the front half of Naamah "I told you all things come to those who are patient. It is only a matter of time before we have what we've been working towards so hard, there is a diveen wolf that will be coming to stay in the grotto for a spell, it is hoped that we can hook him to our side." his voice is low as he speaks because he knows that they will leak out of the den and into the world Enderly has just entered into.
He does not trust that wolf, he smells to much like Diveen. Angels are not his big worry but they can be a heavy nuisance. And one the Vikings are not prepaired to deal with just yet. "The children are beauiful Naamah, you've done a fine job with them. I only wish I could have come sooner." He says moving his face so that he might lay next to her paws, his warm breath spilling out across her limbs as he watches the pups do what pups do best; eat, sleep and crap. Soon, soon they will be big enough, perhaps he could brain wash the other into thinking that Enderly was nothing more than a passer by... the thoughts are tempting to think.
"talks like this"