PICK YOUR POISON, IGNORE YOUR PURPOSE

All the news he had now, for so many different things. Between Bastian heading to Hawthorne, to announcing his beautiful pregnant wife as Queen. Not to mention, he needed to train the new bloods, and call forth any who wanted to join his lands. He had something to offer the men who came forth, once his children from Larentia were born he could offer her as a thing for men to play with. Of course she would need to keep her mouth shut, and more than likely be supervised. Should his prisoner decide to spill out about how she wished to be free, he'd have to find a way to mute her. Carve out her tongue maybe.

It was early morning, his den cozy with his lovely fox-like wife. He nuzzled her neck before he rose to his feet. "Soraya, it's time to meet the pack. I have some announcements to make as well." He said softly in her audit before licking at it. He climbed out of their den, bringing himself to the ledge once more that his den nestled under. He had hoped that Larentias cage being so close to the den wasn't a worry of Sorayas. She seemed more interested in the idea of destroying Larentia, rather than concerned. It made him happy to have such a murderous wife. She truly took to the Dane way.

He thought of what he had heard of Hawthorne, the trial they had faced recently. Amberbjorne and Dawnshire had wed cousins of the Queen, calling it a royal wedding - But something had happened. The brother of one of the grooms had forced himself onto the bride of Dawnshire. Instead of putting him to death, the Queen simply locked him away in a cavern in the mountain that separated their land. He grinned at the idea, such a man would be a wonderful sight in his pack. Should he wield that man in combat, he'd weaken Hawthorne, Amberbjorne, and Dawnshire should they come together to fight him. They had his brothers, and more than anything he wanted to put those two to death. So . . . Eye for an eye. Beartooth would take one of the siblings of the Queen, and he'd take the prisoner man they wrongly put in a cave - After all, he was only laying his claim on a woman.

His icy eyes closed as he lifted his head to the sky. He called forth everyone, and anyone who would be outside the walls of his lands. His head finally fell back down, he looked to Larentias cage. Soon she'd have his children, and from there he could show her what he could be. He'd let the men take their turns on her, and run her dry. He was done with her, a sneer falling on his lips. His eyes ran to the trees as he waited, for both his mate if she was not beside him yet and his pack to show. Oh so many possibilities would stem from this meeting.

Beartooth;