YOU GET IT TOO, TO THE FULLEST

His mother had dragged him all over, but it was still pleasing to him. Even after all this time he had his mothers love. Sure, she came down on him when he needed it, but how often did his own tendencies become something she frowned upon? He was in the clear. When she spoke of wanting to join a pack, and how she had heard of this rulers laws. Any woman could be claimed and murder is free . . . He liked it. It was time for them to move out, to seek their new home under the rule of this King and his new bride. Surely she was a looker, he could only imagine the woman a Dane would settle down for.

His snowy form glided alongside his mother, before they entered the lands. As they did so, he slowed and traveled a ways behind her. In case something were to go wrong, but of course his mother began her introduction smoothly. Some runt was talking about how he was a Vampire, and how he had hoped the King wouldn't run him out blah, blah, blah. Why would he not want a powerful bloodline like the Vampires on his side? "What's so bad about Vampires? I surely hope you don't kick the lad out for something he himself cannot help. I too, am a Vampire. As is my son. It is not something to be ashamed of -- Especially to a man who has blood lust without the drive of the fangs. The name's Baba Yaga, my son is Wendigo. We would like to join your pack, surely our services would be to your liking. We would be yours to command. Hitmen, if you would -- But far much worse, and far much dangerous. And to you I swear I shall not harm a soul under the kingdoms ranking -- I only really find children appetizing anyways. As for my son, well . . . That's another story.

He chuckled at her words, giving a small bow before he walked with his mother to the shadows and taking his seat next to her. "As you may already know - I'm Wendigo." He said calmly as he sat comfortably next to his mother. He noticed her look to the female around. "Now who might you be? You're certainly a looker. You should meet my son, he's a glorious man -- He doesn't bite much, unless you like that kinda thing." He gave another chuckle with her, looking to the female. "My apologies about my mother, beautiful, we don't get out much anymore." He said, his tail curling around his limbs.

WENDIGO;