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We'll bring them pain IP: 71.252.173.85 Posted on September 14, 2014 at 01:19:09 AM by Andras
There was a certain satisfaction that came with what he just accomplished. He had shown Cher exactly the pain she needed, a torture deep to many, and he was certain he could see it in her eyes. The pain of having her child ripped away from her for good, and if Cher dare come here to find Avery, they would rip her limb from limb, a prize to be had for his throne. Yet he figured she would not be that stupid. He had Avery now, a wolf worthy despite her unfortunate lineage. She would be of great use, and she was a killed deep down. A killer he wanted in his borders.
There was a certain challenge that had to be upheld. Avery had to bring the skull to the pack herself, with no assistance. It was simple, yet a physically demanding job. Blood still remained cakes on the front of his dark chest. He reeked of death, and was a true reaper this day as he pushed past brush and felt the soft earth under his paws. His sunset eyes would look back, seeing Avery as she brought the skull along diligently. He smirked as he turned back around, pleased to see Aithne coming to him. Her worse certainly amuse him, as he was in a particularly good mood today. His cracked lips parted, a dark grin etching upon his scarred face. She was right on time. It was almost as if she knew her position was about to come into use. His head gave way to a nod towards her, paws smacking the ground as he comes to stand next to her, almost nose to nose. Andras never was one to be squeamish about getting close to another- especially when it was on his terms.
"Aithne, Avery is of this pack, born here many moons ago. We brought down this elk alone- she is certainly of worth," he boomed, as he brushed past Aithne, circling around her until he was shoulder and shoulder with her on the other side, looking out towards Avery as she brings the elk skull in.
"Find her place here. Report to me with your suggestions. I want to know what she is really capable of," he said with a touch of venom, as he then takes a few strides forward towards Avery.
"Avery, Aithne will ensure your find your place. As for the skull, come, both of you, and get acquainted" he demanded, before turning and starting to lead them both towards his throne, which was not too far off from her. As his dark form edges closer, the smell of death and rot begin to tickle his nostrils, and his red fur begins to stand on edge with a sick pleasure. This was a good day, and he wanted to enjoy the rest with the smells of victory.