Pissy Poopoo Time

In the glow of the golden morning light - a gleaming stream stained the alabaster snow. Steam rose from the frosty grounds introduced with a new, sudden warmth. Hothieriel did nothing to hide it. No kicking of snow over the lemon flavoured ice, and instead reserved some to start a whole new puddle elsewhere and make sure she was caught eventually.

If not now in mid stream - then they would certainly come up on the steaming piles of cooling piss eventually and know that Hoth was indeed still around and still holding a grudge over the reasons for her previous departure. The ones who dared question her were long gone still according to her relentless stalking of their borders and stench of steadily growing numbers... while she was still here.

And Hoth would make damn fucking certain they knew they had chosen the wrong side when choosing their loyalties between packmates. What a fucking joke - she snorted and rose up from her squat.

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How he managed to sneak up on her without being caught, no one could explain, but he did and that was all that mattered. Truthfully, Stjörnuáti was both amused and pleased to see her kicking around Morðfjall's feet, up to her old antics. Pleased that she was alive and well, and amused because that was the singular thing that pissed her off the most. Bartel had told him of Thalia's more recent shenanigans so really, it had only been a matter of time before the two came together once more.

When he was close enough, Stjörnuáti lunged forward to land a hard but playful nip to her haunch, rumbling with laughter once he had retreated. “Það er gott að sjá þig aftur, litli dreki. — It is good to see you again, little dragon”

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Leaving a golden trail behind her, she was wondering if anyone even cared here about their lands. If she should just wander in and take some food for herself from their caches. It would bring some excitement to her day at at least. Maybe they cared more about their food and resources than just their lands.

Maybe there was some puppies she could snatch too. After all, Thalia wasn't above cradle robbing. Whatever she wanted she took, and if they didn't bother to protect it as they should, then it was their loss for being so easily raided. So she wandered in deeper into their lands. Head and tail held high, not quite challenging but clearly a sign of disrespect at least.

But her little adventure deeper into the heart of their lands was cut short. Teeth pinched her haunch and she reacted immediately. Twisting and teeth snapping at whatever flesh was near enough, whether he lept away fast enough didn't matter, she made her point clear. “It's about fucking time one of you appear.” Her words spat through rolling vocals. A sick smile twisting her lips. Both amused by this but annoyed too at the nip.

“You all having trouble watching your borders without me?” Batting her lashes at him, she teased.

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He would laugh again as he blocked her from roaming deeper, snipping those dagger-like teeth at her face as he rounded her, circling as if he were a shark. The gold-tipped fur covering his body shifted and shimmered in the sunlight as he stopped ahead of her, showing those terrible teeth in a grin that she had long since earned. “Is lítill dreki so sure this one has not been near entire time?” His voice was ever a rumble, his eyes glued to her fiery form as they usually were in her presence.

“This one is glad to see dreki making friends,” He said with a still wider grin. Would she rise to his bait?

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He circled her and she moved with him. Continuously facing the man as to not let him get the jump on her. As far as experience with Stjor went, she thought of him as a pushover. A cuck- so to say if there was a wolf equivalent. “If you were, you let me piss all over your land long enough. Did you like the sight?” A lowkey jab at him being a pervert.

“I make friends everywhere I go, don't you know that?” The hairs on her back rose, carefully watching his pace. His body language. The subtle changes in his expression. He was as amused as her and this was some sort of dance. He had been on her lands once, and now the roles were reversed once more.

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He would not rise to her antics, that cool smile ever present on his face when he was around her, if only because he knew it would eventually get under her skin. “This one was waiting and seeing when dreki would run out of piss. Perhaps see if she is shit-full also.” He butchered the phrase but it was doubtful that Thalia would not understand what he was saying. If she didn't, he'd think her all the stupider for it.

“This explains why this one never wanted to make friends with you,” He lied. He had thought about bedding her many times, though the right time had never presented itself, and he certainly wouldn't be doing it here and now when she had spread her urine all over the place like a damn cat.

As if to make a point, the willowy male lifted his leg and released a short stream of his own, marking the snow on the ground beside him as he watched her, never breaking eye contact. Only when his paw touched the ground again did he shake his coat out and relax his posture a touch. “It has been a long while. Has dreki been here entire time?” Because he had once more re-awoken here in this world.

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“There's a log brewing. Any time now I can leave a nice steaming gift for you to worship.” Uphased, the woman was a vile thing who didn't bother to come off as feminine in any sense. She did understand what he said after all, but didn't let it bother her. Not yet. Not this time. It was on his lands after all that he was allowing a non-member of their little gang to piss all over it as though it was she who claimed the mountain and not him.

“Good. I never wanted to be friends with you either.” Curling a lip, she expressed a certain distaste even if she might have... thought about fucking him once or twice.

While he took the time to make his own golden puddle in the snow, she took the opportunity to wander in further into his lands. Knowing she wouldn't get far, she made as much distance as she could with a quick stride. If it were any other pack leader, they'd be out for blood - so why was this one so casual. Was he this kind of push over with everyone that wandered into their lands?

Turning around quickly to meet him once again face to face, not letting the mountaineer nip her as he usually did. Powdered snow flying with the swing of her body swirling from the wind that blew stronger in the higher altitude than they were moments ago. “Only when I saw this stupid mountain again. It vanished for a while you know? I thought your bunch were gone for good.” She sounded almost disappointed in seeing him again.

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He snorted, a forceful blast of hot air unfurling from his lungs and into the cold air. They both knew that the words she spoke were a lie; they both felt the fire that so easily consumed them. Even from the beginning, the pair of wolves had always been a candle that burned at both ends. Would the twin flames finally meet in the middle this day? Or would they continue to burn at each other until one of them gave way?

“Lygari, — Liar.” He hissed with a daring, and toothy smile. Even as she turned and strode away from him, Stjörnuáti travelled silently behind her, his pace a touch quicker, his intentions solidified in his own mind. She could turn in the snow and flaunt and prance all she wanted, but he wanted her and he would no longer entertain their constant dance of avoidance.

He was in close quarters to her suddenly, not nipping but crowding her nonetheless; his garnet eyes glinted, a lewd look to him as he met her own gaze. “Lítill dreki takes another step and this one will have his way with her.” It was her one chance at an out. Would she take it?

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What the fuck does that mean? She hissed between grinning teeth. Honestly, she could make a wild guess at what the word he uttered meant. Given the context, his tone, and the similarity his word had to another - liar - if she was to hazard a guess. But for shits and giggles she chose ignorance.

She wouldn't race him, a touch quicker than she, he was close behind. But she would remain just as slippery as she can.

His eyes were lewd; she felt warmth. In her chest, belly and between her thighs. But if the little dragon was anything she was difficult. A brat. She had to be tamed if a moment was to be spared. Curling her body defensively and lowering her centre of gravity. Lips curling back in a hideous grin, pink gums exposed with a snap of ivory fangs challenging his claim.

If you think you can - do it! Hackles raised with a flick of her tail, she was excited in more ways than one. If he threatened force, she would demand it rough. For him to take it if he was serious with his silly little threat.
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He didn't need the words of challenge, didn't need her to goad him into it. Long had he thought about taking the fiery little bitch beneath him and yet he had never acted on it? Why? The right moment had simply never presented itself.

Until now.

He lunged. Her lower position made it even easier to take control, his teeth finding purchase right on that sweet spot right at the crest of her neck. He bit hard, feeling her skin break beneath his teeth, her blood slipping over his tongue like a coat of sweet, iron velvet. The stareater made no effort to be gentle with her. Not her. Thalia, he would overpower and bring to heel, even if just for a moment.

Blonde covered red, meshing and melding as her sought to force her front to the ground and her ass up into the air.

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