Thunder's Tempest, in lupus as always, pads up almost silently, her entire demeanor that of violence contained. She stops just out of leaping range, looking ready for a fight as she always does.
"What do you want?"
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Scorches the Wyrm walks towards camp, his duster flaring out behind him, the cowboy hat drawn low on his head as he walks purposefully. Stopping at the edge of the area, he stops and howls out to Thunder's Tempest, announcing his presence, requesting to meet.
It takes a thousand voices to tell a single story. Native American saying.
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Thunder's Tempest, in lupus as always, pads up almost silently, her entire demeanor that of violence contained. She stops just out of leaping range, looking ready for a fight as she always does.
"What do you want?"
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Turns and stares at her with his cold dead eyes.
"You said speak more. It is later. Now?"
It takes a thousand voices to tell a single story. Native American saying.
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Tempest bobs her head and sits back on her haunches. Her hind foot comes up to scratch behind her ear and she yawns.
"I want to know why you are here, in my territory. I want to know your reason."
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Scorches nods slowly, his dead stare locked on the Alpha before him. It was the question he had been waiting for, almost it evoked emotion in him.
"This is where Gaia needs me."
It takes a thousand voices to tell a single story. Native American saying.
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Tempest tilts her head and sniffs at him.
"Gaia.... or others?"
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Scorches scowls.
"Others?" he looks around. "No others. I'm here. I'll help, while I'm here. You're Alpha." He gets down on one knee, exposing his throat as he does so, but his eyes remain dead, devoid of emotion.
It takes a thousand voices to tell a single story. Native American saying.
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Tempest stands and pads forward, careful, knowing a fellow predator. She opens her jaws and places her teeth around Scorches' throat. She bites down harder until she just barely pierces the skin, drawing a trickle of blood.
"While you are in my territory, you are mine. I will not prevent other orders unless they endanger my territory. Other than that I expect loyalty and dedication."
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Scorches submits to Tempest completely.
"I defend this Caern and your territory, while here. I submit to your will."
He waits, her jaws on his throat.
It takes a thousand voices to tell a single story. Native American saying.
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Tempest releases him and steps back.
"We are both warriors, we understand how things are. You are welcome in my territory."
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