“I speak in languages I know. My home tongue is easier for me and so I tend to revert on accident.” He watched her eyes narrow at him, causing a smirk on his face. He loved getting under peoples skin, and surely he would enjoy crawling under hers every second he got. "Keep your tongues to a minimum then." He said coldly. As he spoke of claiming he'd, she stared into his gaze. “I’m curious to know what this keista žemė is. Surely you know its name?”
He sighed, annoyed. "I can't understand you." He rolled his eyes, his nares picking up on all of the heavy scents that had lingered from the countless males who'd watch the borders. Wendigo could have a shot at swindling this woman, after all he was a vampire as well. Beartooth and his blooded kin had yet to claim any either. He wouldn't let that happen. She was too pretty for them. He would claim her. His head lowered as he rose and began to circled her, a smirk on his face. "My home is called Tarben. You now know our laws, and what one might do to an unclaimed woman in our lands."
He quickly moved himself forward to launch his body on top of hers and grab onto her scruff with his jaws - Ultimately pinning her down. He set his paw on the edge of her wing. "I will give you the great honor of not having to worry about those men who'd grab and fight for your beauty." He growled into her neck before mounting her.
Fade in, fade out . . .
He panted, sweat falling from his overheating body as he lept off of her. A smile on his lips, he had his first claim. There would surely be many to follow from there. He looked to face her, pushing his nose close to hers. "We'll have to see if you produce any whelps for me." He gave her a gentle lick on the cheek. "You're mine now. I will protect you, and any others I may claim with my life."
"Burn me for eternity."
| Conqueror of Guinevere | Kin | Sigma of Tarben | Metalhead |
**CANNOT PRODUCE - Hybrid female does not fit with sires bloodline
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