Eliruz
Aspiring Writer
The male sighed softly, listening to the other male; he did have a fair proposal. "Alright, fine. One night," he nodded and realized that he'd been naked the whole time. He really didn't mind, since they were packmates and ontop of that, Kage was pretty confident in his appearance.
He snagged a pair of boxers and sweatpants from the dresser, tugging them on quickly. "There are three Omegas in our pack, but we're slowly gaining numbers." The male smiled and carefully tied the strings of the sweatpants.
"We have Hunters that go hunting for us, but since we're low, some of us just go out and find some food. Although we can't really with the weather right now." With everything tidied away, the male's black locks were in curly locks, his blue gaze flickering down to the brand mark across his collarbone.
Kage furrowed a brow and moved forward, carefully stopping the male from moving by resting a gentle hand on his shoulder and bringing a fingertio to the marking. He gave a worried look and gave out a small growl. "Who did this to you? Did they hurt you?" He asked quietly; he didn't stand for injustice.
The Warrior finally had everything, the medicine cabinet closing with a quiet click. Her eyes flickered back towards the mirror and studied the male's appearance for a minute. He was quick handsome, well kept, and kinda cute with the bashful look on his features. Dakala quickly turned around, her items in her delicate-looking hands.
She smiled warmly and squeezed past him once more. "Well, I'll be cooking some food after I do a few things, so if you'd like any, just head to the kitchen." Dakala offered, keeping her eyes trained on his, not allowing herself to study his figure.
"I'm Dakala, by the way." The female introduced before letting out a bell-like laugh. "If you need anything, my room is on this floor, a couple doors down from the kitchen to the left."
He snagged a pair of boxers and sweatpants from the dresser, tugging them on quickly. "There are three Omegas in our pack, but we're slowly gaining numbers." The male smiled and carefully tied the strings of the sweatpants.
"We have Hunters that go hunting for us, but since we're low, some of us just go out and find some food. Although we can't really with the weather right now." With everything tidied away, the male's black locks were in curly locks, his blue gaze flickering down to the brand mark across his collarbone.
Kage furrowed a brow and moved forward, carefully stopping the male from moving by resting a gentle hand on his shoulder and bringing a fingertio to the marking. He gave a worried look and gave out a small growl. "Who did this to you? Did they hurt you?" He asked quietly; he didn't stand for injustice.
The Warrior finally had everything, the medicine cabinet closing with a quiet click. Her eyes flickered back towards the mirror and studied the male's appearance for a minute. He was quick handsome, well kept, and kinda cute with the bashful look on his features. Dakala quickly turned around, her items in her delicate-looking hands.
She smiled warmly and squeezed past him once more. "Well, I'll be cooking some food after I do a few things, so if you'd like any, just head to the kitchen." Dakala offered, keeping her eyes trained on his, not allowing herself to study his figure.
"I'm Dakala, by the way." The female introduced before letting out a bell-like laugh. "If you need anything, my room is on this floor, a couple doors down from the kitchen to the left."