Blacktail Deer Plateau Body Tired, [M]ain desire

driven by the scent of ash paw, maddening as it infects every fibre of everything 'round him and the high of blood; ingram is overcome with what could be taken as madness. the daedra prince was fully awaken within him in the moment. he feels powerful, he feels merciless.

another snap of his teeth aimed at the stranger's scruff, hoping to hurt, hoping to draw more blood as the stranger is lowered to the ground, submissive.

submission in lingering in his territory was not what ingram had wanted.

he feels the deathbringer's presence, hears his steps.

turn your back, tuck your tail and leave. the command wrenches itself from betwixt ingram's jaws. and know the next time you cross into my territory, will be the last time you draw breath. the injuries sustained today was a warning; the only warning.