Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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Submission is the Answer
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It would be hard for anyone to tell but this rage in me, the roars in my throat...they are all the sound of a beast's heart breaking. Atania and I had pet names as children. She was the beauty and I was the beast, untamable except for her soul touching mine. I would never reproduce that feeling and really, I'm lost without her. Without that direction, without the scent of her perfume to guide me, I don't know where to go or what to do so I rely on instinct alone. For me, that means attacking anything and everything. This wolf just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I'm used to the reactions of most of my prey. When they see me coming, they either freeze or run, but she did neither and this throws me off my game a little. I have run into wolves that fight, but it doesn't seem to happen very often unless you include a mother wolf with pups nearby or something like that. When I find lone wolves, most of the time they are too shocked and fearing for their lives to think of fighting until it's too late so the reaction of this wolf is enough of a curiosity to cause me to pause, if at least for a moment. She leaps up just in time to save her legs from damage, my teeth snapping on air with a snapping sound.

My hackles are already raised and trembling, saliva dripping from my parted jaws as I continue to roar and snarl at her in a blind fury. She answers me back with a snarl, standing her ground and this makes me blink a few times, reminded of Atania in her own fury for a moment for she alone would stand against me when I got this way. I expected her to attack back, give me something to go off of but she doesn't do that, instead only demanding of me to leave. The answer is a laugh that falls from my lips, bitter like expired honey. My yellow eyes stare into her own though I can only see her with one. "No." I answer back firmly, my eyes narrowing in a dare as I lunge again, thise time trying to bite her muzzle or ear, a dominant move meant to make another wolf submit.

I used to have this dance with Atania, grabbing her by the muzzle to show her who's boss or grabbing her ear to make her go to the ground and submit to me. The one time she tried to do it to me, she found out just how stubborn I can be. My left ear is ripped at the end because I continued to fight back, even as her teeth ripped through the cartilage. I refused to bow and I continue to do so.

Adonis_male_nine years old_entranced by Atania_father to Anastasia_no imprint_blind in right eye_no home

39in, 190#

Devil May Cry x Natalya
* sired by

Brother to Atania


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