The Way of the Warrior
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The ebonero smiled at Aindreas, but Aindreas’ own façade remained stoic and still, especially while the opposing brute spoke to him. Apologies, Aindreas. My name is Damian, I’m from Spring Grounds. I’m just seeking out any possible mates for my dear daughter. The brute exhaled deeply before sitting upon the damp earth. Aindreas’ own cranium cocked to one side and his lids narrowed as he examined the brute. He had heard of his name – this varg in front of his was an Alpha, one who had an alliance with his father, Kalgalath. Was it coincidence that Damian had found Aindreas, or did he know that Aindreas was Kalgalath’s son and seek to fully seal the alliance forever by binding the two packs?
She’s nearly fit to rule and I seem to be coming to my end of my ruling. My lover left me with the carcass of one of my own sons and my pack has grown hungry. Food is scarce by us and the ground has become muddy and almost quicksand like. My reign is ending and I want to make sure my home is in the right hands. Aindreas nodded slowly, understanding the reason behind it. His experience with love was… distressing to say the least, and the idea of a logical marriage made between two vargs for political reasons seemed like a way to avoid the heartbreak and sadness.
“Perhaps your daughter will not be so accepting of such an arrangement. However, if this is something that you and my father have discussed, I will at least meet her.”
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||Aindreas|| ||No Mate|| ||Moondown Shadows - Epsilon|| ||Adult|| ||*Azura*||
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