Black Morass iii. jupiter

for @Thantos

the empire in the dark forest grew. slowly. fresh faces and fresh blood walk the territory, but now he searched for the only other man.

he smelled faintly of the reverend mother, distinguishable but it gave the brute a moment to pause. finding the grey man, theissor doesn't hesitate to beckon him.

you there. his dulcet voice calls. feralis. come here. he must be here to fight and hunt, with his build and masculine. if he wasn't, well. isn't that a shame — but the women needed defending and feeding. running around and picking flowers was their duty.