by Daft Deception » Tue Dec 04, 2012 4:40 pm
Pepper now stood by herself in the middle of the elevated terrace, she looked out among the wolves she now led, *By tradition, and by the laws of our ancestors, bitten or by blood,* Her sweet, yet powerful voice filled everyone's head, including Max's, * tonight I will choose the first of many mates, so that our bloodlines may be stronger, and so that our species may further expand our peaceful roots.* she paused for a moment, *I will choose from the best in the land, the ones who show the best traits, and qualities I believe our pack will need in it's future. I have found, in the past weeks that I am split between two brave hearted wolves in the pack....* another, but longer pause. she looked out at Mark and Max...blinking her steely eyes, *and i have chosen....Darrian (add last name)*