Thread: Claimed by the Pack (Atroxa &  AvalonsGuardian)

After a brief contemplation by the one who had relieved her of the knife, the blade was tossed aside, the two deciding silently that it wasn't a nice enough weapon to be worth keeping, and if, for some reason, she was released, though she wouldn't be, it wasn't something worth holding onto to return to. If she wasn't released, well, then she would have no need of the weapon. Either way, their excuses for feeling her up disappointingly exhausted, they lead her off, though the going was slow, sticking mostly to the clearer paths, the prisoner leaving them unable to merely rush through the underbrush. Her anger was clear to the two of them, but admittedly, they weren't overly concerned about the now disarmed human. Aside from her looks, she didn't have much going for her that would help her, and between the two of them they were fast and strong enough to keep her from slipping away or overpowering them. No, she was without much in the way of options, at least for now, aside from a long walk. The two of them didn't seem inclined to remain silent during the journey, though, happily chatting away despite the prisoner looking irate between them. She's got a fire in her, for now. One of them noted with a grin. Wonder how long that will last. Whether they were intentionally poking at her with the comments or just didn't care that she could hear was something that would remain, for the moment, unclear. Not bad looking, either. The other mused, glancing at Lorelle. Maybe if she asks nicely, she can be on top. He laughed, the other seeming to draw some amusement from that idea as well. Be a good use for that fire. With only a couple females in the pack, there was plenty of wanting for more...carnal pleasures. Alpha wouldn't like that, though. The other shook his head. He'll want first right. It was his right as alpha, after all, and the others didn't oft begrudge him it. He was fortunately more fond of the two female wolves among them, leaving others to the pack. Maybe he'll just take those pretty lips and share the rest. He growled softly. The other werewolf didn't have a response to that, falling silent and returning his attention to the journey. They hadn't strayed too far out, so it wouldn't be long now before they were back. The pack's home wasn't much, based around a natural cave in the side of a large hill, the highest point around. It was somewhat crude, looking a cross between a campsite and a survival shelter, grass and wood augmented with what materials had been brought along or stolen for beds and shelter. Not everyone could fit inside, so there were covered spots outside to sleep, though there was no real barrier between where their home ended and the rest of the forest began. Easier by far to integrate into nature rather than build over it. Their coming was noticed, though, by those present, particularly the human between them, enough of a stir to interrupt their work, conversation, or relaxation, drawing plenty of eyes onto her, with a mixture of emotions behind them. There was some lust, to be sure, but wariness and anger were both present as well. None moved to stop them from approaching though, knowing full well that it was the alpha who would make the call on this, no one else.