His ears pricked at the sound of disturbed water, but his eyes remained closed. The ghost didn’t want to lose his peace. Not yet at least. He sat like s few more moments before a voice entered his mind, "Hello, Rift.” the femme that has approached is talking to the splashing creature but she does not stay there for long. “I do believe that we haven't met yet. My name is Blackwolf and you are?" “You may call me Pierce.”
Pierce opens his lids revealing his glittering tiger embers, “Are you part of Spring Grounds or have visited it at all? I am the Omega and suspect that Damian hasn't changed my rank?" The wolfess, Blackwolf, seemed almost befuddled by her own statement, that came out more like a question. Pierce looked to the splashing wolf, Rift and then back to his packmate. “Blackwolf, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. He nodded his head gently letting her more gentleman side show through. “I am a member of Spring Grounds, but I am also the Beta of Spring Grounds. And you do not reside as omega any longer. You have moved up rank to Zeta. Congratulations are order, madam.” Pierce let a small smile slip across his features, he didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable around him.
"Optimism is fatal in my experience," He growls.
{Pierce} :: {Brute} :: {Adult} :: {Tied to None} :: {Beta of Spring Grounds} :: {Related to None}
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