wolf of the sheep, sheep of the wolves [envis]

He giggled quietly to himself the whole time but quieted himself at her response. He twitched his ears and shrugged. "Oh, you flatter me." He muttered, rather sarcastically. Moments passed before he added, "they're not quite so stupid. Just cold. But they know their place - how could they not with their bellies so close to the ground?" He spoke mostly to himself, still spiraling slightly in his own self-induced hysteria. He felt the impulse to push her buttons a little but refrained from doing so, curious, truly, as to where this was going. If it was towards something interesting, he decided, he would need to nudge System more towards being a functioning being, rather than a simpleton. She could do it, for the most part, if she had instruction. But even he knew when she was in over her level and when to stop tormenting her with the humiliation of her own stupidity. Hence, mostly why he hadn't allowed her to come back after she'd been pushed back into that gentle fog.

She would come back later, of course, neither was ever gone long, but sometimes a little rest and a timeout was simply needed. For the time, the body was his to do with as he pleased, and he admittedly relished in the fact. Where, oh where, would this lead him? He perked at the scent of another. This, he decided, must have been the pup that System had failed to notify him of earlier. It was a male, the musk could be nothing else. Ears twitched, and he heard movement that didn't belong to their limbless companions hidden on either side. He could see the glitter of their eyes, the glint off of their sleek bodies. He wanted to pounce whenever he saw one move, and grip it between his jaws. He wanted to tempt fate with those deliciously curved fangs that he knew they all had, that would drip that poison-milk as if it were a monstrous teat.

They rounded a corner and Syst found himself staring, head ticking to one side or the other as he observed the wolfling nipping at the tails of the serpents. Syst stopped short, head still lowered, the angle forcing his eyes to almost roll back into his skull to see the pup. He eyes followed the pup as it moved and eventually laid down. The scent of the rabbit's blood enticed the dog slightly, and for a brief moment, he recalled the time that the Alpha had put with him a small pup that was meant only to be training with him. Head tilted further, and a lip lifted ever so slightly.

He blinked and looked towards Pennita as she spoke, drawing his attention from the enticing snack before him, to her. He flicked his ears and listened to her quietly. He gave a quiet laugh, "and does this pack give son to the mother? Do I detect incest? Because I get it. He looks... Hm... Delectable." He taunted quietly, tail swishing slowly at his backside. 'Kind...' His eyes narrowed at System's distant murmur. He gave a huff, before grumbling quietly to himself, "oh fine I'll play your damned games, you insolent fool." He turned his eyes to the she-wolf. Quite the power trip she was one, he noted. Although he did not find this a particularly bad thing. With ears straining forward, his full attention on her for the moment, the canine posed his question to her offer. "What the fuck's in it for me?"


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