| Heart | Princess of Tarben | Heirs | Metalhead |
He seemed eager for her, like he wanted something more from her. She didn't disregard his stare during the meeting, or his entrance and how he addressed her. She was a gem, and she knew that far too well. Despite her being a clone of her mother, as was Nadia. Though Nadia held no title aside from a body that would fall in first combat, and if Beartooth were to fall in combat she would rule alongside this man. She knew he wouldn't get in her way if she wanted to simply mount her litter-mates heads on spikes. He wouldn't be able to, no one would. That would be the ultimate form of revenge she sought after.
Her eyes watched him as she spoke, surely her speech was boring and long. He still humored her and nodded all the while, before he spoke at the end of her long speech of their duties and of her fathers war. ”Understandably so.” Right after, she spoke of his true intention of summoning her from the den. He seemed flustered by her words, a smile on her face. ”Please, Pontchartrain is a mouthful. My friends used to call me Ponty instead, feel free to call me that if my full name is too much of a tongue twister.”
A smile on her face still as she cocked her head to the side. "Okay, Ponty." She grinned, as he seemed embarrassed or flustered and looked to the side. ”Well, if I’m being completely honest and blunt… You said it yourself, your father, and Tarben, needs more members. Your father would not have ranked me Beta alongside you if he did not see potential warriors come from the both of us.” Her eyes still stayed on him, her smiled consistent as he hesitated a smile of his own and stood. ”I’m not really the type to take who I please, that is, without consent. I have a guilty conscience if I don’t get that.”
She stayed silent, watching him. Seeing what more he had to say in this moment. He began to step towards her, her hueless eyes watching with intent still. ”That being said…” He moved towards her rear, and she broke eye contact to give a soft giggle as her head fell down towards her chest. Yet she did not move, her eyes looked to see he was already looking to her. ”Would you, Skadi, the beautiful princess of Tarben, like to create more Danes with me, your fellow Beta, for the sake of the pack?” She smirked at him, her plume curling up over her back as she sat still in the snow.
"What a strange way to ask me if I'll be your first . . ." She teased lightly, her eyes looking to her den. She looked back to him, her smile reappearing on her face. "Are you seeking to claim me, or simply pup me?" She asked, her head nodding to her den. "Either way, I will let you. Though if you claim me, be ready to fight off any other men." She stood, waltzing toward her den as her plume still stayed tightly on her back to give him a little tease. As she entered her den, she looked back. "Do with me what you will, claim me if you wish. I don't object."
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