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We'll bring them pain IP: 71.252.173.85 Posted on September 21, 2014 at 02:39:30 AM by Andras
Avery had so far been attentive to what he wished. She was a killer, that was for certain, and she had a talent for it. He knew it would go a long way to have her in the pack, and Aithne would assist in making sure she was appropriately placed in the pack in alignment with Avery's own desires. He would trust in Aithne and Avery, and he did not flinch or become bothered at Aithne's...dislike of his closeness. He always did get close and personal with others, purposefully to ruffle their feathers at times.
He brought the two over to his throne, an area desecrated with bodies and covered in bones. He was always one to be completely taken with the smell, like a pup to a fresh new flower. It was something he quite enjoyed, and something that others could little understand. Flowers grow all around, but a garden of death must be cultivated by one's own doing./ Not only that, it gave him a clear picture what of death is. How maggots writhe and chew at meat. How larvae and small rodents consume what is left. How meat changes and morphs over time. It was a constant reminder of what happens when one is weak. Aithne's comment brought a flash of a tooth where his lip was split in the previous war.
"We may step of maggots and laugh, but in the end, they eat us all. You best remember that, Aithne," he snapped, sunset eyes glaring in her direction. It was but a mere hint as to why he kept such a place, how it was a constant reminder to not become what is before them. A small sacrifice. His pack had never gone hungry before, and such a thing was no issue to the demon brute.
"The rest of it is in the woodland, if you are so hungry," he jested, motioning his head towards where they came. The two of them couldn't possibly eat the whole elk by themselves in one sitting, and he doubting all the vultures and scavengers could have consumed it all so quickly.
His head turned back to Avery, with the elk in tow. He knew this was not easy task. Although Andras spent much of his time working on his body, it would still ache after dragging around parts of dead bodies. He gave her a nod, looking out onto the land before them, wet and muddy, vile in smell to many and yet nothing but pleasure to the male. Many had contributed to his throne. It was an honor for his children, and he remember when Nogitsune was so exited to bring his first kill here. In face, its bones still remain. A memory of how his son grew strong enough to survive and kill.
"You have the honors, Avery, of placing it where you wish," he commanded, head high as he gave her a nod. There was a certain, almost artistic appeal to how things were arranged, and he was known for moving things around from time to time, but he always allowed those who brought parts of kills to his throne to place it where they wish. Do they put thought into it? Is it logical or artistic? There is much to be seen from it, with an eye keen and a mind sharp. He watches Avery, waiting for her to make her move.