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Ooc — Will
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November 05, 2014, 08:12 AM
(This post was last modified: January 06, 2015, 02:19 AM by Shadow.)
She came and bowed low in front of him, at least she still knew her status here. He gazed at her with cool silver eyes for a few minutes, Have you been tending to your duties, slave girl? Or have you been slacking off in that cozy little den of yours.
With an indifferent expression on his features, he rose to his paws and made his way over to her, leaning close and whispered into her ear, You are mine, Enya, and nobody elses, and I alone can do whatever I want with you, do you understand?
he licked her neck briefly, breathing down on her before swiftly turning away and calling over his back, Get up, girl.
He strode back over to the tree and sat down again, Come here, but do not sit,
he said in a low voice, eyes glittering as the glint in his eyes grew brighter. He had a raging temper within him that was rarely ever exposed. His anger was usually expressed through sarcasm and the smirks he placed on his face, though the smirks never necessarily meant he was angry, sometimes he just loved pissing other wolves off.
Suddenly realizing he had to do something important, he dismissed his slave and went on his own way.