Endymion vs. Jolon

(note: the first paragraph/setting was discussed with winch)

An unfamiliar scent found it's way to his nose, bringing Endymion to scour the Mortiul borders in an attempt to find the intruder that had found their way onto claimed land. His baby blue eyes scanned the land below him, large paws shifting the weight of his body from side to side as he finally locked on to that unfortunate morsel. A wicked smile stretched itself across his face, adrenaline beginning to pump blood through his body at a deliciously addictive rate. The brute crouched upon his ledge, waiting for the male to walk close enough for him to leap down from his vantage point and pin the idiot that had failed to notice him.

Once the male had trekked his way underneath Endymion's ledge, the male would leap down with the intention to land on the intruder, hopefully leaving him shocked enough to either panic and forget to retaliate, or lash out with an attack that would provide Endy with that sweet sensation of pain. Whatever happened, whether the brute could have predicted it or not, he purred with satisfaction.


* "Oh sweet thing, are you lost?" He would taunt, running his tongue up the intruder's neck if had been caught beneath him, relishing in the throb of the stranger's jugular. His baby blue eyes flash as he would gaze down at the male who would have been trapped beneath him, a large male, possibly capable of throwing him off. But if he did such a thing, Endymion knew that he would have the upper hand when it came to speed and accuracy, so a well placed bite wouldn't be a difficult thing to deliver if this male tried to get out of hand.

* If his attempt to pin the male went as wrong as he had've wished, Endymion would grin with whatever blow was dealt to him, completely ready to retaliate once he would be able to assess the situation properly.

@jolon