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We'll bring them pain IP: 71.252.173.85 Posted on July 13, 2014 at 04:09:57 PM by Andras
He continued to circle as the boy spoke. He observed his movements, the subtle signs of submission that shows his respect towards Andras. Well enough. He would not tolerate any less. He was still a young boy, but almost full grow come next spring. Andras did enjoy the energy and willingness of youth.
It appeared that the boy was interested in the Ferryman position. A position created by leaders past, but a position that Andras found to...board. His mind was already made up, already ticking on what was to be done about it. Yet the boy mentioned his speed as Andras circled him closely, and as the dark male came Malum's left side, he made a sudden jolt with his muzzle. Jaws were parted, snapping at his shoulder. If the boy does not move, his teeth would surely puncture skin. If his bite did land, it would be quick, still painful, but quick, and if it didn't land? Well, he would speak his words either way.
"No. You will not be Ferryman. No one will," he boomed, walking past the boy to stand before him. "The position is dissolved into two. The Raptor- one with your build could do. A thief, capable of taking what is in our interest," he states, looking around the lands in which they stand, watching the trees sway in the summer air. His head tilts, eyes focusing on the boy before he speaks once more.
"You said two have been swayed in our interest. Prove it. If you can steal minds for our cause, then you can be our Raptor," he demands. It is a bit vague in how he can prove it, but the burden of proof is now upon Malum's shoulders. He could certainly convince Andras in many ways, even where they stand right now.
The demon stands tall and strong, eyes staring down the light colored boy as he awaits for the boy's reply. He did not want to be disappointed. He was certainly pleased that the boy was showing desire to be something, to fill the small holes and voids in the pack. It was now a matter of the finding the right place- and not making the mistake of putting someone incapable in a position of power.