Quietly she continues her leisure stroll through the tall assortment of trees within her domain. It was no surprise by the amount of emerald green and the plethora of colorful flowers that Spring had finally arrived. This year she would not be delivering new life. Last year she delivered her second and final litter. She was not one that wanted a large family or many children to begin with. At the age she and her imprint achieved they were not overwhelmed with the desire or necessity to play into their instinctual needs during Winter. Besides she needed to spend her entire focus on all her members. Her children reached their first year and although there were numerous things she had yet to teach them, she knew that they would learn what they needed to know in no time. After all she wasn’t going anywhere, not until she knew they were ready to survive and overcome each obstacle life would throw at them.

Dark paws were placed firm upon the ground, the green grass below bent underneath her weight, leaving a trail behind her. Obsidian thick fur held a speckle of grey along the tips that were just now being noticeable underneath the blazing sun. Her movements earlier that morning had been stiff, but now her muscles were warm, and her movement fluid once more. Tick Tock was well aware that the changes she was going through could not be evaded, but she could work with it and learn how best to deal with it. For now though she was more concerned about why her Frankenstein was so hard to find. Tick Tock was aware something was going on, but what exactly that was, she did not know. She was determined that on this particular stroll she would find her Frankenstein and ask what she was up to. Radars flicked back and forth as her dial swung around and her entire form stopped as she listened to the unfamiliar low howl of a younger wolf.

With a soft sigh she propelled her legs forward and began to move towards the one that had beckoned her presence. Dark sapphire eyes narrowed as she noticed the form of the young pup in the distance and seeing how this must be the one that called her paced slowed. As she walked towards the young boy, there was a cold snap of air that seemed to swirl around her, as an air of intimidation began to settle upon the Monster. She was not one that purposefully strode in such a manner, it was a natural thing. Some believed they could be intimidating and yet it was noticeable that they were fake, and sadly, the Monster was not faking a thing. Her sleek banner swayed side to side at half-staff, her dial held slightly upwards, an appearance that showed there was no reason to appear all high and mighty. As she got closer to Balor she recognized the faint scent that was somehow related to the former Alpha. When Anima informed her that she wished to make a son of Jaidah her first prisoner Tick Tock did not deny her wish. Tick Tock had never, not once, set out to destroy Jaidah, Reaver, and their children – even though all could say she deserved to. Yet she was not vindictive and saw no reason to chase them down. In fact when Anima told her she was successful Tick Tock didn’t even try to find the boy. Though she was curious as to why he called her. So, she stands before him now, pointing her head down slightly as her eyes looked into his own, her cold voice slithering out softly.

“Are you enjoying your stay after Anima brought you, I assume that is why you called.”