Upon the meeting’s end, Balerion commanded her to follow. ”Bye boys~” Lahmer teased, flaunting her tail again before following Balerion away from the circle. She wanted to be fought over and would try her best to make it happen. It seemed as if she was the only Ethereal in these lands, after all. Might as well make the best of it. She noticed the smirk on his lips, and she reciprocated. Two could play at that game. Lahmer came to a stop when the dracarae boy stopped in front of a den, supposedly his own. He spoke. ”I suggest this tie that we have, it is for life?” Lahmer, surprised at the question, looked down once again at that pink strand. She had basically forgotten about its existence. She had to admit, she was looking over his body as he led her to the outside of his den. ”Pft, how would I know?” She spoke. There was then another silence between the two of them, before he spoke once more, a nod accompanying it.

”I am called Balerion, Balerion the Dread. I am Sigma of Tarben. I suppose I should fill you in on our laws, men may take as many women as we want. We lay claim to them by pupping them, and the only way to release the claim is for a challenger who wishes to claim the woman to fight the wolf who already has a claim. Murder is allowed as well, so long as it's not senseless." Lahmer’s eyes rolled, a scoff leaving her maw before words. ”You sound like a brain dead soldier.” She would attempt to meet his eyes before mocking what he said. ”Men take as many women as we want. We lay claim to them by pupping them.” A laugh followed suit, her audits folding back.

She rolled her crimson eyes once more, before speaking once again. ”As much as I love the idea of a little fun time, I’m not easily going to submit to you. And as for that releasing a claim bullshit, you released that pregnant lass during the meeting just because you felt like it, and that she was not of use to you anymore. I refuse to be treated as such an object! Although I am here in Tarben under no volition of my own, I am still royalty. Also, Beartooth said I could not be harmed. So tell me, what would you do if I just…ran off?” If Balerion could tell what she meant in her eyes, there was no true intent of her to dash off. This damn tie was too strong, her heart yearned to be with this dracarae soldier. Lahmer certainly was not a fan of the feeling, as much as she wanted a mate. This was an unfair situation – it seemed as if she had no choice. After all, in Tarben…men had the power.

Her demeanor then changed suddenly, a sigh leaving her maw. ”Oh who am I kidding.” She muttered to herself, before looking to Balerion again. ”My name is Lahmer. It’s nice to meet you, Balerion.” She had her manners, at least. ”What…what do you make of this strand?” She paused, crimson eyes looking at the strand before looking back up to meet Balerion's own firey orbs. ”It surely affected your feelings towards that female you pupped, and furthermore, caused you to choose me.”

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