Stone Circle brother i go to my lair to die

alpha. he knew not the word, but understood the concept: he was leader unto her, she having accepted a cat as her king despite her predisposition for packs and sundry. shardul favoured regipre with a long and wordless look as she she posed her inquiry, and his gaze bade her speak. for though he despised canines of all shades, she was an anomaly, be it through her fealty or another means, and he would listen to her words.

the silver tailtip flicked against the ground behind him as he waited.