[M] oh, you will come
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you don’t want to
wake the dragon, do you?

Word Count → 292 :: Andre is here for news of Omni Cadeaux; anyone can join in this thread, including Omni herself. Mature marker just in case; I anticipate strong language.

André Fontainé reached the borders of the fire realm.

Wounds glistened wetly among his dark fur, and his crimson eyes burned with a host of dark feelings hidden behind a leathery mask. He stalked stiffly toward the stakes planted in the spring-soft earth and his nostrils flared. No flesh clung to the skulls, which had been impeccably cleaned; many were painted with whirls and stripes of red and other colors. Their dimensions marked them as lupine, which might have caused his lips to twitch upward in satisfaction, if he had been in any better of a mood than he was now.

However, purpose was the guillotine to his enjoyment, cutting him off that train of thought and drawing his harsh gaze back to the grassland beyond. This was Inferni, and this was where he hoped to find the whore who’d fled him. It might have a harsher reputation than he’d expected for the woman, but she would need warriors to protect her, as he had once protected her.

Onyx claws unsheathed, he curled his hands into fists and clenched his teeth as he cut into his dark palm. Anticipation curled through his intestines like a serpent, blocking his bowels and spitting venom into his stomach.

He would not dare call it fear. André did not fear; he was feared. He would make them fear him and spit up the information he needed. Then he would wait, and revenge would come to him, whether it took a day or a year. He had waited this long, after all, doggedly tracking her from Quebec to this region of luperci packs and wolves.

The man threw his head up and barked, demanding audience with one of the pack. The red dragon on his back shivered.

table by raze; image from wikipedia commons

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