Midnight Tango

im sorry I took so long, I was watering the horses for the night. :P Forgive me, youre fine.

The dark sir had been traipsing the lands, not only in search of the beautiful hellion who allowed him in her pack, but captivated him with her beauty. The woman was astonishing. Not only with her youthful look, but the strength of an older and wiser time within her voice, held her to his core.
Slade would find her.

Surpriseingly, through the shadowed depths of the comfortably haunting woods, he had been marking his scent, adding his beeing to the collective of lupines who roamed the trees, with BlackFeather as their home too.
It was then that he came upon a scent he had not had grace his nares, for years.
A female. In heat.

The only female he had met so far in the pack, and the wafting smell held tints of her within its tantalizing waves.

Slade silently followed the instinctual beckon until he heard the sounds of earth upon earth, a shuffling like noise.
He had found her.
And there she lay, in the dirt and twigs that had gilded her ebony form.

Slade lowered his head, reigning in his growing lust, and using tremendous willpower to be a civil man. With a deep tone, only lightly laced with the gravel that threatened to drench into his words.

"Hello, Night Queen."