Long May She Reign {Sinner}

[Sinner]

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted

Sinner doesn’t think about losing. He thinks about the bloodshed, tearing Castile limb from limb. The taste of victory with every bite and every broken bone he mends together to create a step towards his crown. It would be foolish to think about losing, but it was also not him to think about it otherwise. Sinner was a creature of confidence. He was fueled by his pride and his desire to get what he wanted. Everything else was a simple stepstone. A simple step towards his ascending to something better. If they are to lose the challenge and Sylva, then so be it. There would always be other ways. There would always be time when you have forever. Mary closes the distance between them. Her warm body presses against him gently. Sinner doesn’t protest it. It was what he needed now, the warmth of a woman before he heads into battle. He listens carefully, but his mind flickers elsewhere as she gently touches her muzzle against his muscular shoulder. It was hard to deny her in these moments, but he cannot allow himself to fall into lustful temptations. Every part of them needed to focus on the battle ahead. But there was nothing wrong with enjoying her every touch and the warmth that came with it. Sinner runs his dark muzzle along her neck, tracing along the curve of her mane. “It will be better than anything Beqanna has seen,” he whispers softly, imaging Sylva in all his grand and glory. Sylva would be everything no other kingdom could be.

Sinner

the king of sylva

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