Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

Baldur was amused by the response he got from the girl. Most of these females would never think to swat a hand away, or speak to a member of his pack like that, let alone the Alpha. Even as she did the others growled in anger, showing their disapproval of the way she was reacting to his attention. But Baldur did not react in that manner. He saw something strong within the girl, and he liked that. If our position were swapped my ire would not be directed toward the ones who were protecting me, but at the ones that failed to do so themselves. I do what I must to ensure the survival of my species because we have no other choice. The ones who put you here do so because it's easier for them to make this pact rather than defend themselves. His words spoke true and honest with her. He did not hold back as he looked down at her. Baldur knew that the elders of the town could hear him, along with the rest of the town, but it didn't matter. They would do nothing to upset him. As the young woman's body began to betray her, Baldur started to detect the scent of her own pheromones. Her body had been responding to his own. Her dormant instincts activating as she breathed in his musk. Their bodies were communicating, acknowledging one another as potential mates, despite the animosity that she was showing toward him. Baldur listened as she presented her request to him. The anger inside of her overflowed into a hatred for her own people. Baldur could feel it as he looked into her eyes. Turning to the other wolves Baldur growled loudly and they quickly rose and made their way toward Malacai. The old man quivered and shook as he moved back away from the beasts. Please, do not do this. I beg of you! This is not right! I've done nothing wrong! He cried out. The wolves grabbed him and brought him over toward Scarlett and Baldur, dropping him at the girl's feet. Baldur reached down and gripped the old man by the hair and lifted him up to his knees, pulling his head back to look up at Scarlett. The man could no longer speak, instead he choked on tears and whimpers, unable to get the words out. You think it is so easy to take a life? What we do for your village, we do not because we want to, but to ensure the survival of our race. He growled out as he released the man's hair, and began walking around Scarlett, circling the girl as the man cowered at her feet, reaching out for her. Taking a life requires strength. You have to push away all remorse, all love for life itself. Especially when you kill not for your own survival, but for someone else's. He said as he continued to circle her, soon reaching out and picking up a large rock. Moving back in front of her he continued. You ask me to take his life in exchange for you, just as they ask us to take life in exchange for you. How does this make you better than this man? He said as asked as he looked down into her eyes and reached out for her hand. Taking her hand in his he placed the large rock into it. He then began moving around her once more, stopping behind her and leaning in to whisper into her ear. You pass judgement on this man, and yet you lack the strength to do the deed yourself. Show that you are stronger than them. Prove you are not like these others. I can feel the strength inside of you. Do what needs to be done. He whispered to her, urging her to kill the elder just as she'd requested of him. Wanting to help her to break free of the shackles of her humanity, and embrace the primal nature inside of her.