the descent to hell is easy
navarro x stella , eleven , no progeny
She was easy enough to spot amidst the wintry landscape that was the northernmost territory. Her stygian figure highly contrasted against the pale dead of the world around them and as soon as those gunmetal gray eyes were lain upon her she could not wait patiently enough. Eclipse’s attention was focused solely on the dark queen as she approached in a guarded manner. Why wouldn’t the alpha be suspicious of her? She was riddled with scents from across Moladion and her size alone was intimidating enough. She didn’t keep up with the goings-on of the different packs but she knew something was ticking in that young femme’s head when she met Eclipse at the border.
The female’s words reach her in a cool and collected manner, polite as ever despite the unknowing. A toothy, albeit creepy, grin is given in return as she shifts closer to the female. ”Why yes, my dear, you certainly can…” she answers in a vague manner. She pauses for a moment as her eyes rove over the smaller alpha, looking for any signs of battle tested scars or missing limbs. When all seems to be in one piece she speaks again in a long and drawn out demeanor. ”You see… I’ve been hunting for an appropriate place to claim as my home…” she chuckles briefly. ”Well, not to claim, if you know what I mean.” Another fang-showing smile is given to the female. ”I have needs just like anyone else around here. I also have a purpose… and that purpose requires a safe haven for myself and my future broods,” she divulges the least amount of information that she can get away with.
She regards the alpha again and studies her posture, the way that she is on edge despite her glorious attempt of keeping it cool. Alpha-girl was doing rather well, honestly, it must not be easy facing down a stranger alone at the borders. Especially when there seems to be some sort of reserved tension lingering in her eyes. ”It seems that you need me as well, am I wrong?” she questions her with a small, knowing smile. It was a fifty-fifty chance that she was right but most of the time packs were rather open to welcoming in newcomers for their ranks. It meant more food, more security, more offspring for future generations. Who wouldn’t want that?