Shimmering sands crackle under the pressure applied by the blood prince, cast in a silver veil they sparkled upon the beach and on his flesh in brilliant tiny gems. Decorated in the tiny salt gems, he too twinkled in the dim crescent light, from both salts and of the random gusts of wind kicking up both salt and snow that stuck to his pelt.
On this part of the beaches, no packs laid their claim. None of which who would assault him from simply wandering neutral lands by the claim of their hunting grounds or whatever. Here it was quiet - and frankly, if someone approached him with the claim that he should not be here either because he was "too close to their lands", despite knowing very well that there was no pack here for miles... well, he might commit murder tonight and let the salty sands mummify the corpse.
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He says, "Oh, baby girl, you know we're gonna be legends - by Abaddon - December 15, 2020, 10:40 AM