The male skirting around the borders of Taviora had intrigued him. He didn't smell of the forest but he did smell of a forest wolf. Were they friends? Imprints? Not mates or the wolf would be in the pack with her. He seemed paranoid almost, distrusting of his surroundings. He would be perfect for Asteraia. When a wolf can't trust other wolves, he had nothing left to lose. Asteraia was made for distrusting wolves. Cuirass was only out for number one. Survivors survived. That's why Cuirass targetted him. The wolf had only put up a little bit of a struggle before he settled down and headed for Asteraia's borders. Cuirass knew the rumors of the pack he called home. Hopefully he had helped make some of those rumors. He wanted Asteraia to be a pack to be feared again. The Monster would have wanted it that way and he had a feeling the new alpha did too.
But once in Asteraia, the male chose to do the opposite of thriving. He didn't touch his food and he just paced all the time. What was up with that? The guy was really distracted and just downright irritated all the time. That was no way to live. Then it happened. One day a call went up, a female cursing at the border. And that, of all things, got a rise out of the male who did nothing but pace every day. When he took off, Cuirass raced to the borders, already knowing where he was going. Whoever that little spitfire was at the borders, she was here for him. He could smell the forest on her skin from here. She was the one who had left permanent perfume on his fur when Cuirass found him. He grinned, using a shortcut to get there faster so when the male came barging toward the borders, Cuirass danced neatly in his way and used his bulk to push the male back, blocking him from the female. "Oh, no, you don't, buddy. I don't give up captives that easily. Besides, you love it here. You just don't know it yet."
Then he turned to the female. "What seems to be the problem, missy? No forest wolves here but your pretty little self. Something I can help you with?" He raised a brow at her expectantly, throwing on his most charming smile.
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