For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.
He moves with a smooth gait across the landscape from the Crags where he'd left his father, time was of the essence if they wanted to be ready come spring... much to be planned in order for it all to work. Covet was the lynch pin for everything to work as it must but he had other matters to attend to. Such as Illy. Fall was in the air he could feel it as the crisp breeze of the night cut through his summer coat, the monitoned male was excited for the day's events.
He had not known how things would pan out and had bid she stay within the tall spires of cedars on the edge closest to Diveen, it would be safest for her there. Something he had kept close in his mind since the day he had first met her, he was sure she had saved his life on more than one occasion, it was only fair he return the favor.
He spots her relaxing in the shade of the moon, a soft caress of a smile pulls the corners of his mouth up as he continues at a slower pace until his muzzle is inches from her cheek, "my dear" he says breaths in his deep baritones "I do believe our future is soon at hand" yes... by the end of birthing season all should be as it should be, he moves to lay down beside her his head tilting up to look at the stars "Diveen may not be ours but soon enough someone will grow complacent... fat and weak.. and we shall be there to take from them what they do not deserve."
"talks like this"
