Hoshor Plains [m]y blood is a flood of rubies

felt like a good place to wrap, so i went ahead and archived it. hope that's ok! <3

arktos, while not a man that necessarily enjoyed being teased, understands that it is nephele's way — in her season as she was — to entice him. though, would the warbear be truthful: he did not need to be enticed.

her scent alone drew him in like a helpless moth to a flame and it would keep him possessively close to her until her time waned; eager to draw her into his embrace whenever she wished for it.