A wide river dominates this section of the forest. Romance is in the air, and wolves of all ages come to search for their mate.

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A Wolf in Sheep's Skin
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Posted on February 11, 2016 at 02:26:07 PM by Draven

Draven

I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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Draven's dark words seemed to have a good affect on the femme, as she approached him and rubbed against his nape, even as her brother began to whimper before disappearing, running off like the coward that he was. 'Sounds desirable, but have you ever thought of creating a group, of females, you'd have plenty to choose from, ones that die can be replaced easily, and you'd be able to do whatever you please with them.' Draven shook his head - it was not something that he had thought of before... For years the only thing on his mind had been revenge against Halina... And along the way he had taken what and who he needed, not ever thinking that there would be femmes that would desire to be taken by him, beaten by him, abused by him. "And who would watch the slaves of mine, the ones who did not want to be there? I don't have time to babysit my prey, as it were." He growled at her, his dark orbs peering at her as his maw parted, his tongue seeking to curl along her jaw. Draven tried to bit at her ear, hoping to pull on it and tear it slightly, wanting to taste her blood in his maw. His teeth moved past her aud, hoping to grasp onto her scruff yank on it, throwing her to the ground. More than anything, he was testing her, seeing if she would truly allow him to do what he wanted with her.

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Ω Draven Ω Untamed Demon Ω Solitary Slave Ω Azura Ω







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