Claiming What is Mine
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This thread is meant specifically for Titania, who is in CD as of Saturday. However, Maddi, if you want to join in a few posts in, feel free to Big Grin She can be as a witness to Zalen claiming Titania as a mate. Yes... I went there!




It was time Zalen had decided. Time to claim Titania for himself. There was no point putting it off any longer now that he had settled his affairs with Lucia. The dark female no longer had her cold fingers wrapped around his heart and he was finally free to love. The white, crimson stained wolfess of his dreams was out there waiting for him, like a ripe fruit wanting to be picked. Zalen flew over the ground, his four legged form taking him swiftly to his prize. Somehow he could sense her, out there, and followed her trail like a beeline right towards Crimson Dreams, a pack he had rarely even come by. The weather was cold, the ground encrusted with old snow fall, a fog clinging to the earth like a cloak.

Zalen was happy for the fog bank, for in the winter he lost most of his stealth abilities due to the color of his coat. He moved like a cold breeze, olive eyes shining in the low light. It was midday but already beginning to darken, and the ebon wolf was slowly coming closer to the borders of Crimson Dreams. He could smell her here, and wondered if she had entered into the pack lands for business. Either way, he would have her come with him, he could no longer stand being without her, his den felt empty.

Zalen came across the invisible scent barrier of the edge of the territory and paced this line fervently and frustratingly; he wasn’t sure what to do here; he’d rather not trespass and rather not call out to her for fear he might insight the wrath of a Crimson Dreamer. He knew that it was dangerous here, for this pack had just ended a war, which he had learned from his mentor Soran.

Soran! She was a member of Crimson Dreams! A senior one from what he could discern. Perhaps calling out for her would be best, she could guide him to Titania if she was inside. He called out, first in a long, low tone specifically for Soran; she would recognize his voice. Then his howl tipped in pitch, a sweet song meant just for Titania’s ears. He held the last note long and ringing before letting his voice drop to silence. The sable male sat and waited.


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