Jealousy - Or Perhaps Just Desire (Open)

[Relairah]

Life. It just wasn't fair!

But then, who ever said it should be? Or was going to be? Everyone was just stuck with it. She let out a growl as she stalked through the Kareno Forest of Giaku, certain that she had just scared away whatever prey she might have been fortunate enough to eat. Well, maybe she'd get lucky.

Mascamora continued forward, her white and pink body doing very little to help her blend in with the surroundings. Still, she would never ever curse her appearance. She was proud of who she was, and where she had come from. What she didn't understand, was why Lacrimosa got everything and she got nothing. Lacri was Empress. Lacri was loved. Lacri had a mate and a family and was favored. Lacri had everything.

She was the same as her sister, royal in bloodline, strong, beautiful. Hell, she was the eldest. But she resembled Endymion - the one the world hated. So she was spat upon, rejected. Seen as worthless in the eyes of even Charon, well perhaps. Masca had a feeling he didn't hate her, but perhaps he never saw her becoming anything more than she was. Oh, she wanted to prove everyone wrong so badly. That was why she had risen her beloved father from his grave. And what had that got her? A big fat nothing. Again. Endy had told her to keep his life secret. To go on as if it hadn't happened. Because he had his own purposes and plans. She wasn't even permitted to see him or speak with him except on rare occasions. All of her plans, her ideas to rise to glory, to prove herself - that she wasn't just the cursed one, that she was great in her own right - had gone downhill.

Giaku's Princess crouched, her lip curled back in a snarl, her eyes watching as she saw movement through the treeline. Ah, well, perhaps luck was in her favor for today. She became still and stealthy as she crept through the forest and finally caught sight of it. It was an older doe, having a meal. Well, it was about to become a meal. Her huntress instincts took over, focus coming to her mind. It was no effort at all as she crept closer. The doe stopped, looking up, but too late. She pounced, her powerful jaws snapping over its neck and ending its life. It would do her for a while.

The Empress' sister sat in an exaggerated manner and took a large bite out of her meal, chewing on the meat. It tasted good, but she was too focused on her thoughts to really enjoy it like some other times.

It was true that now was a time of peace in the lands, which was nice. And she loved her sister, she did. She had no desire to start something. But she just wished someone - anyone - would choose her for a change. She wanted to know what it was like to be respected, looked up to, and held in good standards and high honor. She wanted to be loved - not because she had to be as a member of family - but genuinely by someone who could look past Endymion painted across her entire figure.

It was time to not just be the princess who seemed to only be so in name and nothing more.

[thunder]

Thunder stood looking around. She had been in almost every part of this land were wolves rule but had seen little of Giaku. Sub-spices didn't matter to her. Just because you are different didn't mean you deserved to die. Not only did her experience here teach her that. She had known it from the start. She was a gnaw wolf in her old pack. A messenger, healer, actor, and artist, so she had seen her fair share of odd things and knew almost everyone had some form of kind heart in there. This meant she wasn't going to shy away when she came across this wolf.

"Ciao." She said to the white and pink wolf dipping her head slightly. She quickly took note that her pelt was the opposite colors. Blue, many different shades, and black flame pattern that reaches up her legs making them an almost solid black color. Her tail was bent down in casual respect. She was unsure how the pink and white wolf would react so she stood there. Having already announced her presence she sat down a good distance away from the wolf and her food.

[Relairah]

OoC: Perfectly cool with me XD the topic is open to anyone. Feel free to jump in just as soon as you can ^^

iC:

She looked up quickly, not having expected anyone to cross her path so soon. Perhaps it was silly, but she thought she would have been alone. Her bi-colored eyes narrowed on the other, senses clearly focused on the other wolf. Ciao? Her lip was curled slightly. This wolf was clearly not a member of Giaku. She had no scent of the land on her whatsoever. An intruder? Or just a lost little wolf? She stood, poised dominantly, though remained calm, indicating no hostility specifically toward this other wolf... yet.

"You should be more careful. There are many here who would snap your neck for sneaking up like that."

She didn't care the other's reaction, only expected her to respond. Mascamora was not mean. Quite the opposite. But she could have a short temper and she was already in a bad mood. "Are you lost?" She paused, her eyes looking over the other to assess her. "Or... if not, what do you want?"

[Oki]

He felt like a rebel. Why did Giaku and everyone in it have to be so dark and foul? The reasons were there and they would easily justify the arguement, especially toward the Shinkou. It was just beyond comprehension to the male. Drexyll was more of a easy-going and carefree spirit than most of the others that dwelled within Giaku. He just didn't understand why everyone's personality was so vile. Everyone in his family had this hatred of some kind and it sometimes interferred with their time together as a family. Both his brother's were in Giaku's army as soldiers and always dwelled on how Shinkou are horrible and should die. Everyone had a similar opinion or ideal that centered on some form of hate. He just wanted to meet someone that was kind for a change.

Drexyll was laying by a stream, watching the water run by; the sound calmed him and allowed him to focus his thoughts. Sitting there for a while, tiredness started to fall upon him. Signifying that its time to start moving again, the male stood up and stretched some before he started to make his way back to his den.

A stray buck stood before him, unaware that he was in the Druins way. Then it gave him an idea. Dropping to the nearest cover, he peered over some large brush. With his large form, he was within pouncing distance and with a few wiggles of his tail, he leaped foward, claws unsheathing in mid-air. However, the buck realized just in time it was in danger and started to run off. Giddy with excitement, Drexyll darted after it, weaving in and out of trees and over gnarling roots. Then, standing out like a full moon at midnight, a white figure came into his peripherial vision. His attention redirected, his pace came to a slow trot to see what it was. Making out a figure like himself and with the texture of fur, mostly long flowing fur, the male stopped and wondered for a moment, glancing back at the buck bounding away.

A paw took a step in the direction of the figure, a waft of fresh kill coming to his twitchy nose, seeing if he could find any other scents. Concentrating a little, he could tell the big white figure was from Giaku and smelled of something sweet like a meadow of flowers. Another unfamilar scent came that he didn't know of was near the white figure, whom he presumed was female. A shiver shot down his spine then back up as he hesitated. Putting another paw forward, he quietly crept up to the two. Stopping, Drexyll stood at a good watching distance away and listened to them for a little. A females voice came to him, he could tell it was the white one, speaking to the dark colored wolf. The male wondered why it was here, perhaps, as the white female said, the wolf may be lost. Sniffing more, the female Druin's voice matched her scent very well; like a river of milk and honey. Silently taking a few steps closer, he had a better view. She was so...pretty. Her white fur was simliar to his and it looked so soft as it was flowing over her form. Recalling that the late Emporer was similarly colored as her, he didn't try to make a connection, as she had pink scales and horns; she was different. Hastily taking another step forward, his paw found a large branch and it snapped under his weight, clearly giving his position. Feeling the blood drain from his body, he looked at the two. By then, they would know he was there so he gave in and came up beside a tree that was across from the two. Glancing at the both of them, he couldn't keep his eyes on the white female Druin for too long as he would have to keep looking at other things because of his developing crush. "Sorry I, uh...was wandering by and saw you two aaand wondered what...was happening", Drexyll spoke to the two as if he was searching for answers, making them up as he went. The whole thing was a little lie, but they didn't know that. Though, he did feel slightly embarrassed with an excuse like that and bit on his lip as he kept glancing between the two, more so at the white female. She had this odd sense of familiarity to him, but he couldn't quite figure it out...[/size]

[thunder]

"Lost,nope. Intentions, not really I'm just wandering. Hello." She said not even blinking at the sound of the twig snapping. She turned her head to the male and gave him a look that said Reeaaly? in a sarcastic kind of way. Her stance remained mostly the same, it was still semi-submissive in some ways but her her eyes were now looking directly at the other female. Despite the other female's bad mood and the male's plain lie she held cheer and was happy to share it. Her grin was wide as she looked merrily at the two.

[Relairah]

She bit into another piece of her kill, chewing it regardless of who decided to bother her. It seemed yet another decided to join them, and at first more annoyance came to her. She turned her head to see him when he spoke, and simply stared a moment. She had only ever seen family when it came to male Druins, being Kratos, Thanatos, and Charon... he struck her as quite sexy. But she quickly pushed the thought aside. Now was definitely not the time for such thoughts.

She believed him, she supposed, that he just so happened to pass by. It happened in a packland. Her attention was diverted back to the little female when her previous questions were answered. She raised a brow slightly. Just wandering? Into Giaku? Boy things must really be off if a wolf thought she could just prance right into Giaku without getting any sort of punishment. Perhaps the guard grew lax. She wasn't sure. Even if Giaku wasn't the reign of tyrants it used to be, it was still a packland, run by Druins, a proud race, and wasn't to be taken lightly.

Her eyes flashed with mischief. "Oh, I see. Not lost. Just wandering. And I suppose you know exactly where you are, and who you're talking to as well, then." She paused, her face remaining the same, though sarcasm was clearly in her words. Why was this female so chipper? Did she think that she could just walk up, say hi, and be chummy friends with whomever she wanted?

"What is your name?" it was more of a demand than a pleasant sort of question.

She glanced toward the male, curiosity once more rising. Funny that she hadn't ever encountered him, being a fellow packmate. But perhaps he was new. She could find out later. "Since you joined us, perhaps you might give us yours as well."

[Oki]

Eyes as bright as the sky on a sunny summer day looked between the two, chewing his lip in anticipation of what they were going to say. Coming back to the white female, his eyes locked with hers as she stared at him. Unable to breathe, he felt his ears get warm along with his cheeks. "She's looking at me!...", Drexyll could barely contain himself as he thought. She then looked away and he felt himself inhale deeply through his nose, not knowing if his heart was beating quickly because of asphyxiation or from what he just saw.

The little wolf seemed giddy with something as the female Druin seemed unamused and continued to chew on her kill. He did find it a little hard to believe that the wolf just happened to wander into Giaku territory unscathed and undetected. He supposed that it was a good thing she happened to run across himself and the other female and not the ruthless killing types. The pink and white femme asked her questions and Drexyll couldn't help but smile, amused at her sarcastic manor, though he doubted the wolf knew where she was and who she was talking to. He didn't even know who she was.

Snapping out of a small fantasy he was having, the male blinked as he was asked his name. "D-D-Drexyll", he called out quickly, though stammering a little; he then cleared his throat, "My name is Drexyll Bayovulf." He felt stupid with his response, but it couldn't be helped. Now he was curious of her name...no, he needed to know. "What is your name?" he asked simply, though chewing on his lip afterwards waiting for her response.

[cptkickercutleg]

(( Anybody mind if I join? ))

Graal peers through the thick shrubs, downwind of the giant wolves looking down at Thunder and shifts his weight from paw to paw, he was getting better at this, remaining hidden from those he didn't want to be found by.
"Should I step in to help?" he asks himself, ears cocking slightly. This Drexyll character looked different to Mascamora, the white and pink wolf, the latter was definately the dominant one despite her almost cute colours, holding some special rank maybe, but Drex looked almost disheveled, less disciplined.
"Enough, I should announce my presence, it would most likely be considered an insult to keep myself from them. - But if Thunder needs me suddenly, I'll lose the element of surprise! - They look like they can take us both on, surprise or not, it wouldn't do either of us any good if I insulted them. - It's settled then."
Graal considers a howl of askance, but considering the fact that he was already trespassing and he knew it, it seemed pointless, so instead he just let out a bark of "I am here, I mean no harm, do not panic."
It may be too close not to cause alarm, but it was better than nothing.

Graal steps out of the bush, seeming to emerge from the leaves themselves as his form solidifies into a grey and tan wolf, greying muzzle dipped low in respect but his tail was not tucked between his legs, he was here as his duty, and he was not going to be scared by the Giaku, they could never be as brutal as the Varg.
"And I am Graal, Kerl and last known survivor of the Otonami Clan." He says, knowing he'd likely interupt the she-wolf. "My respects as a lone Vulf to the Giaku clan." he apologizes, dipping his tail and ears for a moment as he steps next to Thunder, taking a semi-defensive position over the female, expressing that he meant no harm, merely to protect her from any and all that may mean harm. "Am I always on the defensive? Ah well, it is my purpose, and my cause, I shan't stray."

(( If you want, I can remove this post and change it after Thunder posts in order to keep posting order organized, in which case, disregard this post and just let me know ^_^ ))

[thunder]

"Thunder. I am addressing Mascamora, princess of Giaku." She said also not blinking at the new arrival. She didn't really acknowledge him other than a muttered Ciao as she stepped sideways away from him. "Before you ask, I got here through a series of tunnels I was exploring. Were I came above ground is to small for Graal, let alone a druin such as yourself." She said calmly. "Any other questions?" She asked stepping farther away from Graal. Her tail twitched slightly as she continued to partially ignore Graal.

( Graal is stalking Thunder.. O.O Still.)

[Relairah]

Drexyll Beovulf... a strong name but he seemed so nervous. She chose not to think much of it at this point since her focus was all on the two lone wolves present now. Ah, yes, so now one had appeared and was making an effort to protect this female with no sense of taming her tongue. She was glad when this Graal seemed to show due respect, but appalled at the way this female spoke as if she knew her so well. Mascamora's patience quickly waned with this one, and oh, ho, she was even assuming she knew what next the princess might say.

She rose to stand tall this time, expressing her full height, raising her tail and glaring down at Thunder. She dipped her head only slightly, mockingly, before raising it. "Mascamora Endymion Tartarus," she stated proudly, softly, "daughter to the Enemy of the World, granddaughter to the recent Emperor, and yes a Princess of Giaku." Perhaps Thunder should not have given the princess such information. It meant there were ways of infiltration which must be immediately dealt with. Charon would be both angry and pleased to know.

But perhaps she was getting ahead of herself...

"You know, if I were a smart wolf, such as yourself, I'd be on my merry way, before someone alerted the guards." She paused, "The gods know what might happen then and I'd just hate to see that." Another pause. "But then perhaps you're not so smart afterall."

Masca took a step toward the other, stance offensive, and waited. Honestly she wasn't intending on unnecessary bloodshed today but if this wolf couldn't mind her place, she wouldn't hesitate. She wondered if it did come to some sort of fight if this Drexyll would stand by idly or join her... he was a fellow packmate, so she at least expected the latter. But you never know...

She didn't fail to notice the way Thunder seemed to step away from this Graal but nevertheless she said to him, "Your respects are appreciated, Graal of the Otonami Clan... but perhaps you might see it is the best interest of you both to find yourselves elsewhere."

[Oki]

Another male, 'uh? Well at least there were an even amount. But it really seemed that Giaku was starting to slack major time if another loner wolf was able to slip in. Drexyll sniffed subtly - nope, he didn't smell anything like a packmate should. It bothered him slightly that these two could just happen upon them. The female portrayed herself as a little too curt for his liking, though the male who called himself Graal of the Otonami clan at least showed some respect. Though, the way the two loners were acting, they showed that they knew each other in some way with his body launguage around her and Thunder trying to keep her distance around him, showing she didn't like him as he liked her. His observations then threw him on a tangent of between himself and the female Druin. He knew that she was completely unaware of his sudden crush on her, but then again, his figity behavior probably wasn't helping to hide it. Drexyll's eyes couldn't help look at her some more before he pulled them away and redirected his attention to the lone pair.

Then, her name was spoken, although not from her as he was assuming where it would come from. It was a beautiful name, however, when her title followed, his face flushed and he couldn't believe his ears. "She's the Princess???", he was appalled at his utter ignorance. All other words that he heard from Thunder he didn't really acknowledge. Though when Mascamora started to speak, his face started to flush even more, wondering if he even had the right to fantisize such things about her, "How...?" He didn't even have his thoughts straight. All these questions clashed with each other inside his head, then they began to focus on one thing: 'How did Thunder know?' Imagination running rampant, all possible scenarios ran across him. Assuming the worst, Drexyll became enraged with his ignorance and how Thunder knew and if the Princess' life was in danger because a lone wolf with such confidence to walk into Giaku, find the Princess so quickly and know her name. An ugly scenario, but totally possible, he thought to himself.

Striding quickly over to where Mascamora was confronting the two, one word guided as to what he was going to do next: Protect. Just as he got to the pair of wolves, he got onto his hind legs and uncorked his waterskin that was wrapped around his neck and under his left foreleg. Eyes burning, they stared at the other two as he fluidly pulled the water out of the skin with his right paw guiding it. With more deliberated, but hastened motions, Drexyll threw the water into the air. Dispersing into minute droplets, both of his paws raised into the air, then back down to pull the water droplets down with them like rain. Clenching his paws along with his teeth, the male Druin brought his arms out, then back in quickly to cross over one another. The droplets then instantly froze and sharpened into icicles that rocketed towards the pair. Stopping just under a foot from them in mid-air, he stood there, looming over the two. Lowering his head some to speak, his voice was much authorative and loud, like a completely different Drexyll that the three just met and one that he didn't even know himself, "How don't we know that you two are Assassins from Shinkou?! Clearly, you had no trouble sneaking into Giaku nor finding the Princess so quickly, even knowing her name and her appearance. For all we know, your happening upon us could be a simple façade to hide your true intentions that I will not allow to happen, at any cost!!", he barked, his voice booming at his last vehement statement. Breathing heavily from the yelling, his teeth bared in menacing anger.

Eyes darting to Mascamora, then back at the other two, they started to lose their passion and became soft as ever and Drexyll began to calm down. Then, it hit him. He realized what he did and looked at the three others again with hid normal eyes and regret started to fill them. The strong feelings he had before quickly drained from him and wondered what was going to become from it. Nevertheless, he unfroze the icicles and quickly guided the water back into his waterskin, falling back onto all fours. Backing up a step, his eyes dropped to his forepaws below him and he spoke softly, "Sorry...didn't mean to lash out like that...It...It doesn't happen often", Drexyll glanced up at Mascamora first, then the other two; all were probably either shocked, stunned, scared, amazed or what have at you. He still had a fishy sense about the loners, but he took it way over the top with minimal evidence and going off of weak intuition. He did, however, add in one more thing, "It happens often with those that are important to me and because they have others that care...deeply...about them", he slowed his sentance, but finished, realizing that he may have just gave himself away.

Though regretting the way he handled it, he didn't regret the protective action, though feeling a little embarrassed of what she might think of him from now on. From what Drexyll learned from his sister, he knew females liked strong males who knew how to handle things and are protective. Well, he demonstrated that just now, but he wasn't always like that nor did he think that the Princess was like most other females. She seemed strong in a few different ways and her title came with some authority and she demonstrated that well. He just hoped that he didn't just ruin every chance he had to even get to know her.

((I think Graal has a thing for Thundy =wink wink nudge nudge=))

[cptkickercutleg]

"Perhaps I shouldn't come on so strong to Thunder, she barely knows me, after all."
Graal tenses his muscles as Mascamora steps towards him, and though he doesn't step back, his tail lowers, even as his Tongue slips.
"Princess, I will not leave so long as-"

And then it all happened, Drexyll's control startled Graal and caused him to take a step back from the Druin in front of him, ice impaling the air where he had stood less than a second before.
Questions were thrown at both he and Thunder, accusations and implications, threats and then-
"Apologies?"
Graal looks between Mascamora and Drexyll.
"And you were doing so well!" Graal thinks to himself as he looks at Drexyll, "You had the control, the body language, the powers. You practically had us at your mercy! And you spoil it with this. Acting like the weakest Sikla to have ever walked the lands. And in front of a princess! Oh dear, Drex, oh dear."

Graal sighs.
"Must I list all the reasons that we'd be the worst assassins ever? I guess so." Graal begins, taking a deep breath for the upcoming rant towards Drexyll:
"To begin, Druin, we are loners, I am from the far west, as you may have been able to tell from my accent.
Secondly, I, for one, have only ever met one member of the Shinkou pack, who described the Giaku as evil, I have met Fenris, he is not so bad.
Thirdly! We would not have said our true method of entry if we were assassins!
FOURTH! We would almost certainly have powers to fight those such as yours, but, again, fifth, we would not have appeared with you so close to prey!
Sixth: I have payed respect from a dead clan, my parents, my friends and my brother and sister, and if that holds no value to you, I don't think you'd hold value in anything. I don't see your blatant adoration of this Drappa coming to fruition in that case, do you?" Graal says, ending in somewhat of a bitter, condescending tone.

He sighs, the strength from his words fleeing his body as he realises he may have just insulted both the princess and Drexyll.
"Curse my tongue, this can't end well..."

[thunder]

"I can see were you are coming from, but though I did not announce were I am from one should be able to tell I do not smell of any pack in this land." As she spoke her accent,how ever slightly, managed to seep into her words. With the near attack her mind moved quickly and took note of everything her previous job as a Gnaw wolf required that she needed a quick mind and body.

Her mussels weren't tense and her body showed no alarm. Her mind simply quickened and her senses sharpened. "Here, just so you know a bit more about me. My name is Thunder. I can also be addressed as Tuonare or Tuono. Daughter of Fulmine and Infuriare. I come from the Volpe-Lupo pack in Italia. A land very far from here. I should be the one apologizing for causing alarm messere Drexll." This time her accent was very clear as her words gained a sense of power. She bowed her head to show respect to an extent.

Her posture changed and showed a different kind of semi-submissiveness. It openly showed confidence but also showed she had no desire for friction. I hope that she isn't to disturbed by my quick change of voice. She thought now looking over at Mascamora. I no longer feel the need to reply after being threatened. She thought still looking at her. She sat and waited for things to move on.

(The e at the end of the words when she is speaking sound like an a with an e after it.)

[Relairah]

Mascamora was waiting for Thunder's response... but before it was issued, it seemed Drexyll had a few ideas. He suddenly was in front of her, rising and issuing an attack, taking control of the situation. Well, she supposed at first it might seem a valid enough claim. But there were several fallacies... Before she could have any kind of reaction, however, he was backing down, apologizing and growing all soft again. The first thing she thought was that he was a little wishy washy... but it turned out that perhaps that move had been a good thing. It seemed to change the attitude a little bit.

As each of the others began their responses, she took note to the words issued, particularly at the end by Graal and chose to ignore it. No, she was not so dense as to not have noticed Drexyll's growing crush. She simply chose to ignore it for the time being. The matter at hand was not about relationships. That could wait for more appropriate circumstances. Ugh, all this had gotten her even more riled up about things she hadn't even been thinking about. What a day she had not been anticipating.

"Silence!" she commanded, moving to stand a little before Drexyll, and looking at each of the other wolves. Everyone was all talking about this and that. First she addressed Thunder and Graal. "It is true that you would be the worst assassins ever, considering you made yourselves known in any way, shape, or form. But nevertheless you must accept the fact your presence and seeming knowledge of me and this place are not just suspicious. They're worthy of death by some standards." She paused.

"I am not like some members of Giaku who would have already broken your bodies where you stand. Your respects, Graal, as I already stated are appreciated. But I will not have anyone speak so poorly of any fellow packmate of mine. Both of you need to know that you chose to enter these lands, chose to submit yourselves to our law, our rank, and our punishment should you be caught, and any action against you is thus justified for your trespassing without permission or consent from a member of my family.

I will, however, say thank you. I will choose to believe you are both honest and merely loners, wandering through, perhaps. Therefore, I will grant you to be escorted by myself to the borders from which you can do as you please. But, if you should decide to return in such a manner as you did today, unless otherwise stated by the Emperor or Empress, I will not hesitate to personally escort you to the guards to do with as they see fit."

She paused once more, hoping she had made her point without making these two an enemy. Giaku had enough enemies already. Not that the others would really care if a couple of loners hated them. It was just the point. She turned her gaze toward the male Druin. "Drexyll... as Thunder stated, no apologies are necessary except for unnecessary accusations. Such is needed in some circumstances, but definitely not this one. For now, I will say nothing more. You may accompany us to the borders if you wish."

With that she would turn, albeit keeping her senses alert in case either Thunder or Graal tried anything funny and begin moving through the trees, frustrated that she couldn't have enjoyed her kill in peace.

[Oki]

Drexyll sat there simmering to himself and listened to the others. First the male, he suddenly became irritating as much as the female was before. A paw raised to pinch the base of his muzzle, eyes closing for a moment. Then, both of his forepaws made forward pressing motions as he spoke, with a slight aggitated tone, "Fine, fine, alright...you have a point, but I'm still wary about you two", he glared at the two loners, "I don't easily believe wanderers as yourselves", he curtly finished his response to the male. In fact, it took him a while to trust others; the feeling of trust came to him like instinct.

However when Mascamora told them all to hush, he did so, despite some other things he wanted to say. As she began to speak, he listened, but in the background of his mind, Drexyll used the time to cool down. He could feel the air was warm around him, but began to cool to the same temperature as the rest. Drexyll's eyes were closed, but his ears were erect and alert, listening to what was being said. He would nod here and here, agreeing and acknowledging what she said. When she turned her attention to him, he would then open his eyes to look back at her. His heart still fluttered a little as her eyes met his and allowed him to follow along if he wanted to. Though, as she mentioned his actions, he didn't want to beat a dead horse so he ignored it for the moment, "I shall." The main reason he wanted to come along is because then he would have a chance to explain himself a little to her and would hope she'd understand.

Tail waving back and forth, he allowed the two wolves to go ahead of him and hoped that they would go ahead both him and Mascamora, at least for a moment. As he walked beside her, he felt his ears flush and decided that what he was about to say would make or break their relationship. Clearing his throat softly, he glanced over at Mascamora, whispering in Druinish, "Kzayda fuwjela hnac ygb codazf fuw eghawwikhegj ouiw cayz, Kwegqadd. Ef oui puizb zeva yfhaw hna hpu ywa fegednab maegj adquwhab, E qyg nigh bupg yguhnaw vezz fuw oui...Yzdu, kzayda vgup hnyh E'c guh muwg hu vezz yd duca uf uiw kyqvcyhad ywa, nupalaw, uga puwb yjyegdh Keyvi...pazz, oui dyp ouiwdazf", he paused, "E pyd ridh dqywab fuw pnyh pyd juegj hu quca ygb ef ducahnegj myb pawa hu nykkag hu oui...",, he softly trailed off. But he left it as that, already seeing how conflicted she already looked. He just wanted her to understand. After he finished, he would move his sights from the two and glance at her for her reaction.

What he said in druinish:

Please forgive them and myself for interrupting your meal, Princess. If you would like after the two are finished being escorted, I can hunt down another kill for you...Also, please know that I'm not born to kill as some of our packmates are, however, one word against Giaku...well, you saw yourself", he paused, "I was just scared for what was going to come and if something bad were to happen to you..."