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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the Master of Cruelty
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I'm starting to catch on that this is no stranger to the cruelty of her own kind. This wolf is either a killer herself or she catches on that quickly. She actually seems to be enjoying this a little and she doesn't seem hesitant at all about her own actions around me. I dont' smell an ounce of fear on her perfume, more curiosity than anything else. As I lunge forward for her muzzle, she opens her own mouth, our teeth clacking together as we collide. I snarl, feeling one of my teeth chip. She continues to dance around me, attempting to look bigger but I knew before I even lunged that I outweigh her. Of course, I tend to outweigh most of the wolves in Moladian, lucky me.

As she snaps toward my own muzzle, I roar back at her in retaliation and dip my head down, lunging forward to slam the top of my head into the front of her mouth. Consider it like bopping a dog on the nose for doing something wrong. It'll be a shock than anything but it also stings the soft nose and could hurt her mouth as well. Sure, it'll hurt my head too but I happen to enjoy pain so I'm not so concerned with that. I can see that she's not a submissive creature but I taught Atania when to bow and I'll be damned if I don't get the same from this female. I'm a creature of habit after all and I like to get my way.

"Submit and live." The demand comes like a growl from my lips, yellow eyes glistening at her in daring as my tail twitches over my spine. I lunge again, this time diving low to try to grasp her right front paw in my mouth, aiming to crunch down and shake my head to bruise and puncture the toes before I let go. Oddly enough, I'm not trying to use enough force to break the paw by this point, just trying to get my point across that only more pain will follow if she doesn't start listening. "Or die in your defiance."

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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