Watching Maea hold herself against the pig with all the approval of father teaching his offspring to hunt, only when the boar's strength began to flow in tandem with the blood flowing from its sides did Remi advance forward. The growl that reverberated from the back of his throat was as close as he could come to a purr in this form, and now that he wasn't in possession of a tail capable of inflicting death, the leonine creature let his tail sway back and forth with rhythmic approval.
That he was the more powerful of the two was not reason enough to help himself to what unarguably was Maea's kill, and so while the bright coppery-tang of blood already had his mouth watering and his claws itching to sink into the boar's thick flesh, still he patiently waited for the tigress to come to in her own time and allow him in.
That he was the more powerful of the two was not reason enough to help himself to what unarguably was Maea's kill, and so while the bright coppery-tang of blood already had his mouth watering and his claws itching to sink into the boar's thick flesh, still he patiently waited for the tigress to come to in her own time and allow him in.
the bastion
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
