He could tell that this lass was truly shaken by his words and demeanor, banner lost in the empty space between her knees, limbs holding out but just barely. It was quite the change from his usual routine when meeting a stranger at the borders. Most lupines that dared wander near his territory were mad in the head; they insisted on displaying their overflowing arrogance, narcissism, and misguided confidence all too often. Not that Serris didn’t enjoy a casual power struggle at the border, asserting himself as ruler of these lands in whatever way necessary, but the black-painted boy enjoyed a break from dramatic posing and puffed chests every once in a while. And the complacency of this petit femme, her willingness to submit and cower before him... The Alpha got shivers from it, the primal surge of power and dominance that flowed through his veins like morphine. He was a flawed creature, cracked like clay in the desert, broken like ice on a lake. But who ever had fun being normal? The shadowy vampire decided then and there that he would absolutely have to keep this little lady around, if for nothing else than to inflate his ego on the bad days and boost his charisma on the good.

She finally got around to answering his forceful question, her tone slightly more pronounced although still hushed against the wailing of the wind. She agreed quite nicely with his “titles” statement, a pleased snicker rising to his muzzle. She then proceeded to annotate her entry into the packlands, the excessive rain rendering her sensory organ useless. Her apology was well heard although he gave no outward display of acknowledging it. Then her question, a prod to his rank within these walls. He cocked his skull slowly, orbs giving a slow blink against the rivulets of water streaming down his crown. The regal let the lyrics sink in, purposefully drawing out the silence between them, removing a breath’s worth of oxygen from the air before replacing it with carbon dioxide. He then calmly lowered himself to his seat, the slick wetness of the earth a welcome throne. The water immediately began pooling about his paws and rear, the feeling somewhat odd, but Serris was one with the water and he welcomed its loving kisses upon his toes. He took this moment to look over the stranger’s bodice once more, noticing more and more the fiery tones of her pelt. Fire and water. He chuckled to himself, obviously amused. The seated mister finally broke the silence, his tone lacking all of the threat it previously held, back to the mysterious purr of his vocals. “And if I do?” he mused softly, all confidence and suave control. He shook his upper body gently, removing some of the lingering droplets there. “You’ve amassed quite a debt, princess. Stealing onto these lands, hiding within my oaks, it’s all very bad. So I ask... how are you going to repay me?” He drew out the word, knowing it would intimidate her even more, and although the goal was not to scare the crimson lady away he needed to maintain the status quo in this situation. In reality, the brute was long over the ordeal of her “trespassing”; he just needed an excuse to keep her within the lands. He hoped for the best, but if things went south.... well, he was never opposed to kidnapping.

✗ ѕerrιѕ ✗ ĸnιgнт ✗ alpнa oғ мυnaѕнιι geĸĸo ✗ loveleѕѕ ✗ мιмι ✗