The Dread stayed in the sky, holding onto the prisoner by her nape and wrapping his limbs into her body. The string that connected him, he'd noticed it in the heat of battle. What was this? He felt his heart race with excitement, something about her scent was intoxicating. His red fur blended into her night sky pelt. He grinned, as he flew ahead. If she struggled, he'd only squeeze her tighter. When he finally dropped to Tarben, he let the lass go in the snow. Beartooth stood atop of his throne, and the dragon tuned out his speech of the dead until he had to light them up - And the slight conversation with the newcomer female. For once he found himself uninterested in surrounding females.
His hellfire eyes looked to Guinevere, an emotionless gaze towards the woman who carried his children. His head snapped back at Beartooths words out to the pack. "Well, Aurora, you're just in time. Ladies, step up all of you who are not yet claimed." His eyes went to Lahmer, assuming she got onto the shelf of ice his adoptive father made. His wings folded to his back. "Aurora, Rayne, Lova, Atla, Cascade, Dwyn, Eyre, Lahmer, and Drevis. Why do you not claim these women? They know our laws, all but the new lass. Must I enforce claiming? Claim your women, even the prisoners may be claimed. Just do not hurt them, or their Queen may get upset."
Balerion quickly spoke up to the King."The new prisoner is mine. She belongs with me." He shot a look to Guinevere, lowering his head. "You are released from your tie to me, let someone else use you once you bare my children." He said, emotionless towards her still. He looked to Lahmer and smirked. "Come here my pretty little starling."
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"Burn me for eternity."
| Bound to Lahmer | Kin | Tarben Sigma | Metalhead |
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