Bones crunched underfoot in the Bison Graveyard. The ground was covered in them. They formed mounds and caverns. If he had been allowed to play as a pup, he would have loved it here. It was a place that held this air of the forbidden. He could imagine the strongest, most daring of the litters in the coming spring exploring here when the reached an acceptable size. Though there would be no time for frivolous play. Training was what was important to him. His children would serve their Alpha faithfully and play their parts as members of the pack. He shook his head in thought, he was going to be a father. He had only recently told Chiara of his success. It was only a task of moving into a den together and completing the physical process. To think only three seasons earlier he had been greeted by her at the borders, a stupid mysogintist flirt. He had tried to toy with her emotions and only succeeded in toying with his own. How things had changed. Now he was in love, completely whipped by this woman whose bright eyes ensnared him. And soon she would bear his children.

Each further step crunched more bone under his massive paws. Each crunch seemed louder than before, pulling him from his inner most thoughts. Ahead he spied the dark, hulking figure of who he assumed to be his best friend and brother, Tye. Magnus picked up his pace, trotting towards his friend, his tail swishing happily behind him. The male opened his maw, intending to call a greeting to his friend, when the wind changed and blew the females scent to him. "Ty-" Half of the word had already left his lungs when he realised his mistake. All he could do was continue towards the female and apologise his mistake, then continue on his way. He had no time for the lowly fae, who probably wished to converse on small matters that were meaningless to him. He preferred action to speech. Magnus pulled his body alongside the dark female, turning to face her. "My apologies miss. I had mistaken you for a friend of mine." Upon seeing her face, he couldn't help but want to toy with her emotions. It had been so long since he had played the game. Part of him didn't want to, being reminded of Chiaras past. But he couldn't help himself. "Though how I did that is beyond me. I do look quite the fool." He took a step back to better see her. "I am Magnus, as you might already know. But would I be privileged enough to know the name of the beauty before me?"