WE'RE EVERLASTING
The lightning streaked woman was certainly a lady of beauty, something he couldn't say he had found in quite some time given all but maybe three women in the lands were not related to him. When he spoke of flirtation, he noticed the smirk on her lips before she replied. "What make's you think I'm not flirting? Hmm? Maybe I am, after all you do look very put together." His toothy grin widened at her, like a hungry hunter seeing prey. Yet he stayed quiet until he spoke of the lineage of the pack, and how Tarbens royal blood ran through many of the wolves here. "Really? That's very interesting"
Her commentary made him happy she was paying attention, intrigued even. As he spoke of his Uncles stolen soulmate, she once more spoke. "That's understandable, I know that if someone stole a lover from me I would do anything to get him back." He grinned at her, cocking his head. "As would I." He said cockily. He continued with welcoming her, and warning her of the single men in the pack who would surely be eager for a beautiful woman as herself to warm then den. Her response to his question came shortly. "I mean if your offering I would prefer to go with you as I don't want to get lost." He grinned, before going down the list of potential suitors for her.
The Prince of course flirted in his words and tone, hoping to reel her into his chambers at least once. A chuckle left the womans lips, before they twisted into a smirk. His mismatched eyes did not waver from her as she spoke. "I'm not sure." His breath hitched in his throat for a moment as she stepped forward and brushed her fur into his, quickly spinning his lips into a grin. "Honestly I wouldn't mind having a strong male like you for protection, but ultimately it up to you" He grinned, his feathers ruffling as he felt a chill down his spine. "If it is up to me, then Samira I claim you as mine." His voice lowered as his jaws neared her. "You will be protected, pupped, and beside me under my parents. At least until my soulmate and future consort arrives." He vowed, dipping his head.
He brushed his feathered plume against her, hoping to guide her inland. "Follow, dear Samira." He spoke gently, should she speak he would surely answer any questions or advise needed. The pines just a little inland toward the long frozen lake showed his den, a wide and rocky abode. He stood in front of the den, looking back and then nodding her forward into the den. "Let us consummate your claiming." He smirked, he'd wait until she went inside before following her in, answering if she were to speak.
Fade in, fade out . . .
Heavy breaths would roll off of the Prince's tongue as he removed himself from her. Yet his eyes only wandered to the entrance of their den now, wondering just who was on the other side of his tie. Who he would be wed to. And if she was to allow him to keep the lady he had just vowed himself to. Greed began to overcome him. Should he become King, would he be allowed more than just one wife? He was after all, his fathers first born. He was heir. He laid beside Samira, opening his wing for her to snuggle in should she choose to. A grin on his face as his eyes looked to her. "Come. Make sure you smell entirely of me to ward off the others." He spoke gruffly.
OOC - Mating in this post already approved by Jack to be posted.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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