Falls of the Hinterlands i see a bad moon rising

Yes!! We love a Dingo king.

Alula's approach was swift. Corruption gave silent appreciation to his child's practicality, allowing her to approach and coddle him at the mane. He watched the way that she moved, heard the sly undertone of her voice, though he said nothing of it; surely if his prize had been deflowered, he would have been the first to know. There was nothing wrong with curiousity, Corrum had decided, so long as Alula maintained her relative naivety. 

I wanted to see you, he replied, replacing the distance between them with his own presence. A slight rustle came from the wood, though Corrum was happy to write it off as sounds of the night. What have you been up to, Lu?