He continues to hold his form high, tail lifted, almost curled across his spine as his neck tucks in a manner almost similar to a stallion in the presence of his mares- each toned, hard muscle clear to be seen as he sees fit to very near parade a circle about the girl. It is unique behaviour perhaps and yet it is instinctive none the less, primal, basal, some part within him determined to display to Stella exactly what it is he has to offer, the man within the very prime of his existence and more than willing to display such a thing as he turns close and closer still. He is wary, watchful of the female- for she is large, powerful, unlike most and he is not nearly foolish enough to test her patience when it will not be tested even if it is he believes himself superior in strength. Son of Tobias he may be, but there is sense within his mind, the very sense his sire lacks. Emerald eyes fixate upon her, ears pricked high and forward. She is a sensitive creature, he has decided, wary of her space, guarded and yet…so is he, the male content to make his approach cautious even despite the overwhelming scent of winter that exists around him.
One foreleg slings across her spine, rested there a moment, form taut and prepared to shift sideways should she turn teeth upon him for his boldness, weight pressed upon her further until he is content in her allowance- Angel and Demon content within his mind in this moment to command their shared body in equal terms as Elijah (and Ego) move to do as nature demands be done. Paws return to the earth some moments later, shifting abruptly from the female to shake his hefty frame before silently pacing back to his meal. He offers no words, hardly assured that they are needed, Elijah perhaps not well known for his social skills, his business complete he returns to his second most potent need- a meal. Bone and sinew crack beneath his powerful jaws, flesh readily and hungrily consumed in the wake of the energy he has expended just moments ago- content to eat and leave his mate in peace for now.
It is only after his meal has been consumed that he sees fit to rise once more, blood licked readily from his lips as he moves to return to the female he has claimed for his own, shoulder brushed against her own in a silent command to follow once more, paws turned back towards Diveen now.
i can feel your heart beat
7 years || Tobias x Aaliyah || Brother to Reaver, Riven and Sier || No Mate || Never to Imprint || Diveen |