WC:4+
How long had it been since he had spoken to the white female from that pack. He shouldn’t have maybe snapped at her; however he did have a dire hate for that pack. Though the words to psychically the words “I am sorry” to her, or anyone for that matter was not something that the male do. For her he would try just because they needed to fix that rift, if he was ever going to have a chance to take her out on another date…if she wasn’t pregnant again by someone else by the time they got to the second date he might again try to ask her out. Then again he wasn’t sure she would even want to look at him or be around him. Not to say he could blame her.
With his age getting older and older he knew that there was going to be less and less of a time to reproduce and have that family that he wanted, he did not want to be his father and raping females at the turn of the weather. Making them conceive his monster children and making them fear him more than death. This was not Noah plan. However he didn’t want to be like his snowy white brother either. The male knew it might just be better all around if he just stayed the bitter male that hated everything and everyone.
Hearing the howls pleading for something the silver male gave a twitch of his nose. As he walked towards the stream so he could figure out the blasted whining and demand at this second that they stop that horrid sound.
It hit him that pungent smell of a coyote. The male though half blind and hard of hearing did have one good and overly working thing going for him, his nose. The silver male lifted his head up into the sky as he sniffed; the coyote had something that didn’t belong to him. The canine cousin had a wolf pup that belonged to the snowy white female.
The silver male snarled as he shifted down from his two legged body down to the beastly body shape of the Secui. Scurrying over to where he was able to pick up the scent of the coyote, the silver monster came in snarling, teeth bared ready to take the stress of the pack life out onto the coyote.”Where did you find this child?” He knew where, and he knew who. It was just now a matter of getting the child back to its mother without hurting it. Maybe she would take that as his sorry.
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