05-30-2021, 04:29 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-30-2021, 04:34 AM by Célnes. Edited 1 time in total.)
The day had been drawn. As the number of Elkshire wolves continued to grow, and wolves of different sizes - and shades started to enter, the Queen though, was never satisfied. She held greed, wanting to be a powerhouse in a way, to form how the Déorwine family should be, but not the fame of their namesake by itself, but by her paws, and her name. Célnes knew what she wanted, and was diligently waiting to get what she wanted. Slowly, was the crown reigning supreme as she so hoped, but it wasn't complete, not with numbers still being inadequate.
When that hit ; she knew what had to be done.
Every mature wolf, specifically female, hit a particular month within the year that makes them devilish, sinful, and overall one who drew the others near. Célnes though, did not think it would arrive this soon, nor was expected it. She felt the flushed warmth riddle her fur, and her tail high in pride. In these days normally the Queen would hide herself - yet it was chance, was it not?
What she desired most was numbers, loyalty, and strength. She could achieve that all, with her own blood. Manipulated and brought up to how she pleases, and not the customs that she was raised with, nor' the betrayals she has experienced. A form to her choosing, the ideal way to gain what she so wanted.
Though the issue came - who was the suitable donor to be? There was many males she could think of, but as the Queen of Elkshire itself, a Déorwine woman ; Célnes had particular taste. One that was well known, and thankfully so, rather easy to obtain. She was thankful at this renewal of her reigning crown there was less family, and more to choose. Though an idea, came to be.
Though he himself was not.. The most pleasant of fellows, he was the prime male to choose from. Not only he held the delicious coat of brown tones, and red eyes that fell to Déorwine characteristics, he was a man who would not force them away, and more or less, seemed to be someone who would not care for their existence. The pinnacle of an alliance ; the relationship of blood.
On the night her heat occurred, she sought for the man known as @Vengeance
When that hit ; she knew what had to be done.
Every mature wolf, specifically female, hit a particular month within the year that makes them devilish, sinful, and overall one who drew the others near. Célnes though, did not think it would arrive this soon, nor was expected it. She felt the flushed warmth riddle her fur, and her tail high in pride. In these days normally the Queen would hide herself - yet it was chance, was it not?
What she desired most was numbers, loyalty, and strength. She could achieve that all, with her own blood. Manipulated and brought up to how she pleases, and not the customs that she was raised with, nor' the betrayals she has experienced. A form to her choosing, the ideal way to gain what she so wanted.
Though the issue came - who was the suitable donor to be? There was many males she could think of, but as the Queen of Elkshire itself, a Déorwine woman ; Célnes had particular taste. One that was well known, and thankfully so, rather easy to obtain. She was thankful at this renewal of her reigning crown there was less family, and more to choose. Though an idea, came to be.
Though he himself was not.. The most pleasant of fellows, he was the prime male to choose from. Not only he held the delicious coat of brown tones, and red eyes that fell to Déorwine characteristics, he was a man who would not force them away, and more or less, seemed to be someone who would not care for their existence. The pinnacle of an alliance ; the relationship of blood.
On the night her heat occurred, she sought for the man known as @Vengeance
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