in theses small hours

Keese · 05-10-2011, 11:26 AM

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Thanks for being patient with me and sorry for some of the language, I continuously find the need for some vulgarity while writing for this douche.

Hands were shoved deep in the pockets of his trousers as Keese made his way down the worn path. Grumbling under his breath as he went his eyes never left the trail he followed; feet kicking bitterly at all the small and insignificant debris that had the misfortune of crossing his path. Where exactly it was taking him he didn't know, nor did he care. All that mattered was that it was taking him out of the court lands and away from that infuriating bitch. If just for awhile.

He had done everything he knew to work at softening up the gold and amber queen, yet she still held him at arms length. Not that he had expected that things would immediately be as they once were. He just hadn't expected her to be so stone cold to his advances either. Hell, he had even gone as far as to start sparring with her again. For it had often proved effective in the past at putting her in the mood, though she did not react to his roaming hands as he might have hoped. Their persistence in the act had eventually resulted in a blow to his 'delicates' that had left him doubled up and retching. Still he refused to give up. Refused to see the signs that were so blatantly before him. He would just have to start taking a different approach. If he could not woe her than he would simply have to rely on the alternatives. In the end, no matter what it took, he would have her.

He was vaguely aware of the scent marked border as his fuming march took him beyond it. Though it was apparent that his mood had lightened after leaving the cur stench behind him. His pace became more leisurely as his grumbling died down. He was still frustrated; unsure if he was simply being impatient or if there was a need to change his approach with Anann. He felt stumped and wished for something to take his mind of it. But what other purpose did he have? He would waste no time nor effort for that mongrel pack and laying about doing nothing only left his mind to fester. A distraction was what he needed.

There was not much in this barbaric place that intrigued Keese. The natural beauty of the northern landscape escaped him. Too accustomed to indulging in guilty pleasures of food, drink and of the flesh to find much pleasure in the simplest things. But eventually his nose would stumble across something of interest to the silvered male. The sweet, light scent of a female. Now that was worth investigating.

It didn't take long for him to track the scent to its source. It was none other than that beautiful little flower of a she-wolf he had run into before. Could his luck get any better? There was another female with her, larger and lighter in hue but still an attractive thing by her own right. They had settled in the grass and he watched them from a distance for a moment. Feeling a stirring in his core as he watched the large woman gently kiss his rare flower. Oh, this was too good. For now he had a chance of doubling his fun. At least that is how his mind saw it. Making his way to the clearing he entered from the far side, not wanting to startle them. "Pardon me, ladies. Mind if I join you." A sultry grin splitting his maw.

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