Blackwater Islands you are a servant, placed at my feet

Kalika smiled out of both pity and adoration for Gabe; he really wasn't turning out to be the brightest bulb in the box. No, no, I know you are. You're very likeable. But men... How could she phrase this properly? Well, here, men are known as consorts. Your sole purpose is to serve the pack and when the time comes, to possibly sire a litter. Otherwise, there isn't much to be said. She cringed back a bit, waiting for his response, as she knew it could go in various directions. Finally giving in to temptation, Kalika moved forward and nuzzled Gabe's shoulder, whispering to him, But I know that you're more than that.