OOC: eh sorry for the wait on this. and just to let you know, our mate hearts are not metal but they should be. +3
Word Count → 425
Cotl was always thought to be more stupid than he was. He actually was a good problem solver, and he had the intellect to do things that normal luperci did not know how to do, like read and write, as well as make things like molotov cocktails and he knew how to make his fingers dance over a guitar like no other luperci he had met before. She took the ring from him, and she turned away from him, a simple "yes" coming from her maw to accept his claim for him and her to become mates. He twitched and cleared his throat and stared at her and her pregnant body. He wondered if it had been long enough for these children to even be his. As far as he remembered(which wasn't much) he did not know the smell of her in heat. His ears pulled back as he cocked his head at the woman, curious as to why she had turned away from him. She would ask him if this was what he wanted. If he was sure. Her snorted. He thought about it long enough for him to not regret himself. His cold eyes were pinned on the back of her head, and he rose to his feet. His arms crossed his chest before she had continued to speak to him.
How dare she threaten him! The threat she had cast in his direction made him want to defy her commands, and it made his shackles rise on his back. He lifted a lip and showed the woman his ivory fangs. She turned to him, and he did not let the look on his face disappear. No, he wanted her to see the face she was given at the threat, the command. She suggested that he slept with men as well! How dare she! His cold eyes were pinned on her ruby ones, and they showed no fear of the woman, for he had no fear of her. He stared at her, a frown claiming his face as it mostly did within the presence of others. Don't be ein hypocrite to your own vords. Du seen vas Ich kann do, und Ich ist nicht afraids to do ist to du, oder die bastards.-NYEH- Ich nicht needs someone elses to do ist. Ich nicht afraids to gets mein hands dirty. he snarled, his pierced ears pulled back, his finger pointing at her enlarged belly. He swore that if they were not his, he would make sure that they did not breathe a single fucking breath.
Image by J; table code by the Mentors!
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