Fenrir watched her get up and walked towards him. "My w)(at a lov-Ely Bouy you got t)(-Er-E, F-Enrir." she said coolly. He tsked and grumbled. "he's learning..." She chuckled gently, walking around him in a circle. Like a beast circling her prey before the pounce.
"Will )(-E b-E up to my standards, t)(oug)(?"
"he's a subjuggaltor, no a high grand subjuggaltor. he will be everything you want to have in your army." She swayed her hips as she thought, watching closely. "Would )(-E make-E a good Mat-E?" Fenrir froze. Did she motherfucking say mate? MATE?! As he opened his mouth, but her finger tapped his lips. "I ain't )(aving my girl mat-E wit)( a pat)(-Etic littl-E worm, suc)( as Dualscar's bouy. Kid do-Esn't t)(ink )(-E's a troll. )(-E t)(inks )(-E's an ali-En." Alright, that was odd but still what makes her think that he'll allow a Tyrein blood will ever mate with his offspring!? He despised her as it was, he won't have...but when did he have a say in this. He may be the Grand Highblood, leader of the Subjuggaltors, king of all Indigobloods, General of Her Royal Condescension's army. But that was all he wasn't a Tyrein blood, nor will he be either. "i won't promise a red relationship..i can't promise a red or pale quadrant as we have, Condesce..." he grumbled out. She didn't seem to enjoy that statement.
"It )(as to b-E R-ED! Not)(ing l-Ess t)(an t)(at, F-Enrir!" she shouted. he growled and snarled.
"IT ISN'T THAT EASY! HE IS NOT ME, HE IS HIS OWN SELF!" his voice couldn't be tamed as it raised. She smacked him across the cheek and hissed at him. He stayed silent like the good lap dog he was. Condesce huffed and hugged his neck as she stood on her tiptoes. "I don't lik-E to )(it you, Big Bouy." she rested her chin on her chest. "Now, I want M-E-Enah to b-E mat-Ed wit)( Kurloz, is t)(at und-Erstood?" he grunted in approval. She let go and grabbed her trident. "I'll b-E back lat-Er, b-E a good bouy for m-E." she waved as she walked out, swaying her hips. He growled deeply as he heard the door click shut. How was he ever Moirails with that...that BATTERWITCH?! He needed to release his anger, grabbing his blood splattered club made from the bones of the past GHB and walked out. He watched his heavy hot huffs turn to little clouds in front of him. Some troll was going to very...VERY unlucky tonight.