Silver Creek the world-eater wakes

WC: 477

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Oryx couldn’t help but detect a certain air of hunger about the man who looked at her with a gaze that was assured and interested. She wasn’t exactly sure how she felt about it- part of her knew that he wouldn’t attack her or hurt her- if he was with this fledgeling pack then surely he would abide by the laws and would be a true gentleman. Oryx had a penchant for putting blind faith in others and following as a sheep did, without asking questions or thinking that anything could ever go wrong as long as someone else made the decisions. Still, something about his raw gaze made her feel vulnerable and naked, but the thing that caused her so much confliction was the fact that part of her liked it. He was a male, after all, and he was simply doing what was in his right- and that was to look down upon females with want and desire, so long as they remained in their place. Her main duty was to produce children when the time came upon them, so why should he not look at her with want? And if he did, then perhaps the Odolf brothers would notice that she was desirable...And she might get chosen to be assigned to one of them as a wife. Of course, she already had eyes for Harrison...But that didn’t mean that Iliksis’ gaze didn’t excite her as well.

She flinched slightly as Faeryn approached, but as soon as she recognized her pack-sister, she smiled and allowed her tail to wave between her ankles in a friendly manner. She was almost grateful for the company, as she wasn’t sure yet exactly how she should compose herself when in the presence of one of the males and no others. Faeryn, however, was perhaps not the most ideal example, though, as she did not bow to Iliksis; a denial of respect that Oryx found to be a bit troubling. Her opalescent gaze swept back to Iliksis who greeted them with a purring tone that made her slightly weak in her knees...Perhaps he didn’t mind so much that she wasn’t being as respectful as she should- but there was something slightly colder in his gaze when he looked at Faeryn that had not gone unnoticed by the smaller, darker female. And part of her enjoyed that fact.

In response, she bowed her head again, a soft smile upon her lips and she kept her ears turned back reverently. ”Hello, sir,” She peeped in response, her voice steady but quiet...And she was fairly sure that Faeryn would take the lead on this one and comfortable should she decide to do that. Oryx wanted to observe exactly how Faeryn interacted with the males, so that she might know what to do- or what to avoid doing.

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