"Pathetic." Xerxez growled, as he kicked dirt onto a small campfire. The sizzle and pops were drowned out by the constant drone off in the horizon. Muffled screams came from a man tied up next to a shabby built tent. "Now that the gods have found something that could kill them, they rally the support of the people they never cared about till now." He snorted as he stared off into the distance of the jungle. "I suppose its not all bad, though. It gives us an excuse to go all out, give in to our primal most senses and let loose. Not an everyday opportunity." He said, with a slight scowl. Xerxez had been weary of his wolf form, fearing that the wolf would overpower his own will and become feral, but Xerxez had matured greatly since his newborn Vaewolf days. Self control, obedience, and discipline came extremely slow to him, but as time went on in his new form, his memories as a human started to fade, leading him to be a diffrent person completly. Xerxez the Vaewolf

 The sound of struggling caught Xerxez's attention as he turned to face the tied up man. Streaks of tears marked the mans face as his eyes ran wild with fear. A hungry smile stretched on Xerxez's face as he menacingly made his way to the man, taking the man's wrist and bringing it up to Xerxez's blood stained teeth. "Im sorry it has to be this way. Gotta be kept fed, it nothing personal." Xerxez said stoicly, before plunging his sharp fangs into his wrist. As warm, fresh blood poured into his mouth, Xerxez's eyes rolled into the back of his head, a wave of euphoria washing over him. Simultaneously, his body went limp, as the frenzy started. Moans of ecstacy escaped from his throat as his eyes slowly opened. Serafina, bathed in the setting sun watched him with alluring, but dull crimson eyes. A pang of worry caused Xerxez to flinch as he fed. After a moderate amount of will power, Xerxez was able to withdraw from the man's wrist, guiding the shared meal towards his mate. He met Serafina's plump lips with his own as he pushed a mouthful of blood into hers. "You should drink." Xerxez said lovingly. He gestured towards the man's neck, yanking the man's head to the side.

"I have my doubts about these insects. After all, what are insects to wolves? But. If they are somehow able to kill even gods and I lost you…" Xerxez's voice trailed off as he cast his eyes downward, his fists clenching in anger. "Drink." He said, changing the subject, metting her eyes head on with a look of longing and admiration. "After you're done, we'll discuss a plan."

It was not like Serafina to worry. Normally, she felt that everything would be within her control, and that events would unfold as she saw fit. With the new humanoid insect invaders, however, that feeling of control that she normally had was most certainly gone, and she was not entirely sure how to handle it. One small comfort came in the fact that Xerxez was at her side, and as of late he had really taken a shine to embracing his true vaewolf nature. No longer was he constantly stubborn and combative (of course he still had his moments), though his sarcasm and strange sense of dark humor remained. Those were the things, Serafina thought, that had drawn her to him in the first place, and kept her intrigued day after day after day.

Under normal circumstances, Serafina would have been giddy with glee at the site before her - her mate, with a helpless man tied up for the taking - but now she only half paid attention, her eyes continually flickering toward the horizon as though she expected something terrible to take place at any moment. When Xerxez pulled away from his meal and approached her, she returned his kiss, swallowing the blood that he had transferred to her with only a small amount of attentiveness, a bit of the lifeblood dripping from the corner of her mouth. The lack of passion to her kiss had nothing to do with her mate, and everything to do with her trepidation about what was to come.

Before she responded to her mate’s questions on what threat the insects could truly pose, she slowly moved forward and sunk her fangs into the man’s exposed neck, feeding for a brief moment before pulling away. ”A typical insect to a wolf is nothing, my love, but these are not typical insects. These insects killed the Reaper - and I’ll have you know, she is one of two gods that I am actually fearful of,” she added. With a pause and a sigh, she took another brief drink from their prey. ’They killed Death, Xerxez. What are a couple of immortal vaewolves to those that can kill the ultimate Immortal?” she asked. She stepped away from both Xerxez and the prey, placing a hand on her forehead while deep in thought. ”I cannot say what will come, but know that I will not intentionally be lost to you,” she said.

”As much as I hate the majority of the wretched creatures in Revaliir, we cannot let some pests wipe us out of existence,” she said, her teeth clenched slightly. A bit of color had returned to her cheeks, and it was clear that she was starting to amp herself up for a coming battle. ”We will fight them, and we will rip their wings from their backs. We will destroy them,” she said, rushing to Xerxez’ side and pressing herself against him, wrenching his face down towards hers to meet in a violent crashing of their lips. When she pulled away, she had her telltale devilish glint to her eyes. ”Question is, do we let ourselves be instructed by Lokir and Shiloh, the gods who claim to run this particular battle? Or do we venture on our own and take our chances together, my love?”

Xerxez's lips curled back as teeth clenched together and a snarl ripped through his throat. "Why would I lend my strength to the gods who do nothing for me?" He responded, more as of a retoric comment than a question. A muscular arm ripped the man from Serafina, spinning him around to face her as he bit down on his neck, letting the blood pour into his mouth. Through a mouthfull he added, "We dont need their support, only their flesh army." He kicked the man in back, causing him to fall on his stomach. He stepped over the meal, as he made his way to his Sera, gently running a finger up the corner of her mouth, licking the stray drop of blood. He  cocked his eye and gave her a side ways look. "You're distracted." He stated, bluntly. He gave an exasperated sigh, taking her by the hips and drawing her close. His hand gently caressed her cheek as he spoke softly. "We will rip them to shreds." He agreed, taking her chin between his hands. "No harm will come to both of us. Because we are the ulitmate immortal. Not some baseless floosie who fancies her self a diety."

Dropping his hands, he surveyed the outlying jungle, options running in his hand. He spoke as ideas came. "We'll stick close to the army. Out of sight, and hide in shadows of the trees. There may be peace right now, but our kind will never be accepted. Hunting parties will be formed if we are found. Secercy is key." He said, authority booming in his chest. "We'll flank the sides, escorting the army to the front lines, being the unknown heros. And if we need to feed, we take what we can get. Stragglers who fall behind. Alive, but near dying wounded soliders." He paused to run a hand through his silky black hair, closing his eyes as he tuned in to the buzzing of the insect army. A grim smile spread across his face as he imagined the blood and carnage that awaited him.

He spun on his heels, making his way to Sera. "I know you are worried, but we will be okay, my love." He said, a hand snaking around the back of her neck as he gave her a serious expression. "We will make quick work of this, and return home. Covered in blood and sweat, we'll retire to the bedroom and this will all be a just an unpleasant dream." As if a switch had been flipped, Xerxez's mannerisms grew rough as the hand tightend around her neck and forced Sera's head back as Xerxez burried his head into her neck. Rigid hands ran up and down her arms, as he bit at the strings of her corset. As quick as the change began, it ended as he shoved her away, walking to the barely conscience man. He held him up, placing him on his knees as he stared into Sera's eyes from behind the man. Large hands found their way on the man's neck. The turning was slow at first, until there was resistance. Applying more pressure, cracks and snaps came from the man's neck as it kept twisting ans popping before the head snapped from the body and fell onto the dirt with a thud. Tossing the head aside, vicious teeth glimmered in the sun. His eyes turned from Sera and towards the jungle where danger awaited. Xerxez's voice rumbled through the air. "Shall we, my love?"