On the frontlines of war
We have to find a better way
His ruby eyes closed with his head over his paws, the images flashing through his head of the war. The way he moved through the night and picked off scouts of the wolves who wanted their land. They all seemed to be of one distinct species: Gray wolves. His pack had the domance of a black pelt. Ylva was the exception. Though they weren't friendly to outsiders, their mother was fascinated with the one who was welcomed into the pack.
They had an innocent love. His interesting pelt color is more than likely what had fascinated her the most along with his blood red eyes. He seemed to be a tawny brown color, Ylva definitely took after him. There father was able to prove his loyalty by participating in the war. His life was taken in the raid that Mabbit had missed. The night he had to go slaughter scouts again was the night that he had found his father and everyone else dead. When he returned to the packlands, he found the women and children dead. He thought they were all gone but then he found Ylva.
Though he knew he wouldn't be able to find the rest of his pack because he was certain they had parished, he felt the need to distance from her. If he was to kill again he didn't want her to have any part in it. To see the side of him from war where he was bloodthirsty.
His eyes opened as he heard footsteps close in on him. He became alert once he heard a sploosh in a puddle. He picked up his head and his ear turned to the she. His nostrils caught sent of his new home and immediately he gave a sigh. The three she's he had already met before had toyed with him when he stumbled upon the gates.
”Hello. It appears we are of the same pack, though I do not recognize you. Are you new? My name is Azula by the way.” She didn't seem so bad. He rose to his feet and stretched before sitting upon his rump. "Hello. Yes, I am. I had the opportunity to meet three wolves so far just on my offer to join, one incounter included the Queen." He gave a small nod. "I'm Mabbit."
"And I will stand my ground until the end"
:: Mabbit :: Adult :: Demon :: Mate :: Heirs :: Abendrot :: Assassin :: -Cris'Girl- ::
'Till we conquer them all
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