Ravensblood Forest Say my name

His smirk grew in to a cheshire grin; he knew he was impressing her, or at the very least thought he was impressive. Her questions continued, and the more the two of them conversed the more this seemed like a business arrangement. That was fine. Cougars did not marry, they did not link themselves to a single woman for life. They had a shared goal and that was good enough.

These wilds belong to me, he boasted with a raise of his head, a puffing of his chest. He slid closer, and tempted fate by letting his bloodied shoulder slide against her own. Marking her with his scent and some blood, whether she wanted him or not. Pushing boundaries. I came upon this place months ago. These wolves have infested the place — but they are easy targets, and I have learned of their claims. I know this place well, now. He had entered the area by accident but had decided to linger with each altercation, and now he was certainly feeling possessive.

But, she was still not receptive; biologically speaking, her time was not upon her yet. Any agreements made here would be put to the test when she was in estrus. Perhaps she would be a more formidable opponent than all the wolves of the wilds, combined. Zugzwang liked the thought of that.