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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He knew well enough to keep on his toes. He remained trying to look as unthreatening as possible - which was hard for the Spartan. She woke angrily and snatched the fish from him. He sat on his rump, about a stride or two away from her. What had he to fear? He was an assassin of Abendrot for the gods sakes. His rubies watched her carefully as she ate. She snarled more at him. "I'm not going to sleep with you, if that's what you were thinking." His brow raised in curiosity. Was that what she thought of him already? He shook his head and looked at the remains of the fish.

In the silence she sat up before him. His orbs looked back to meet hers. "So then, what is it that you want? I warn you, I'm a master in fighting and will take you down should you try to attack me. I have no desire to carry your seed." Master in fighting? Mabbit scoffed under his breath. "I mean no harm. And with all respect, my lady, you are no "master fighter". I'm sure I would have heard about you as everyone knows of the loyal fighters of packs. You reak of Aurora. They're a large pack but not very well known for fighting. I try to keep tabs on things like that. In case i do run into any liars." He said calmly, his voice deep and gruff as before. His lips curled up into a slight grin. "Abendrot is known for fighting skills. I happen to be their Delta and assassin." He spoke, hoping not to scare the woman but to appease her with at least his ranking in an admirable pack. "My title is Mabbit. Might you tell me yours?"




This War Is Ours
MABBIT


| Adult | Spartan | Mate | Heirs | Delta Assassin of Abendrot |
METALHEAD



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