Sea Lion Shores principles of evil made flesh

small PP, hope u dont mind <3

he called for her at dawn; the druid and his pale beta made their way to the shore in a casual wreath of silence, for he did not wish to speak until she had done so, and her guarding was apparent. and so, it was not until the coastline spread before them, and the sharp sounds of the great fat sea-dogs sounded distantly, that lasher turned to his young lover and watched her with quiet worry and gentle affection.

"@Aria. i know that you were one of those who greeted constantine upon the borders. and i know how it must have rent your heart. speak to me, dear one. i shall listen." if she would allow, the man moved closer then, kissing her pallid cheeks, the curve of her throat, drawing her against him as he waited for her to speak.