Drekkan

DREKKAN

I scent her before I see her. The female which shouldn’t be a distraction, but she is. Stood next to Qrow, she is even more stunning in the light. Her long dark hair folds around her shoulders, her eyes, a green I didn’t think was possible, are bright and amused. She has a half smile on her face which lights up my world.

Makes my hips want to do all sorts of things and my cock press at my pouch, anxious to emerge.

Play it cool, .

I came down to find food, and it seems I’ve found more than one tasty morsel.

As soon as the female sees me, her smile drops away and a scowl takes its place. Normal reaction to me, but for some reason it spikes into my heart like nothing has before.

“Qrow,” I bellow out, knowing the interfering Bosszanto will know everything, including more about the female. “What does a well-behaved Sarkarnii have to do to get a meal around here?”

I make a point of my current status. I’ve not burnt anything on my way here, there is no destruction, and the collar only whined at me once. I am the very definition of well-behaved.

I am also hungry, my imminent shed and the proximity to the female only emphasizing my need for food. Given all my supplies were stolen from me.

Qrow looks at the female and smiles. “I was just about to show Jade the communal kitchen, where you can get a hearty meal with everyone, .”

I want to kill him. Right now. On the spot.

“I don’t eat with anyone,” I snarl, forgetting myself.

But he’s also told me the female’s name.

Jade.

A perfect name for a perfect being. I might have stared at her for a bit too long because she turns to Qrow.

“It’s fine, Qrow. I want to have more of a look around the market. I’m sure can find somewhere to eat where he is on his own.”

I growl. My Jade is not spending any time on her own. It doesn’t matter this wasn’t in the plan. She is not to be left unattended at any time.

“If you say so,” Qrow readily agrees, and my desire to end him rears up again.

“No,” I growl.

“No?” he queries as Jade steps away from his side and over to a stall selling cured meats.

“I will eat with the female. No one else.”

Qrow’s eyebrows practically disappear into his blue hairline.

“You’re a fixer. Fix this.” I turn on my heel and stomp away, although not too far away, enough I can watch him and Jade while not being seen. Qrow chats to her for a while, his arms flapping around like they always do when he’s attempting to win someone over. I should know, the nevver’s convinced me on a few occasions, usually with disastrous results.

But it doesn’t matter. The more I can get into the persona of well-behaved Sarkarnii, the closer I’ll be to my goal.

The closer I’ll be to making the mayor pay for what he did.

“Hi.” Jade is looking up at me and I didn’t even see her approach. “Qrow said you don’t normally come to these things and would probably like the company, although the way you were growling just now, I’m not so sure.”

She looks around us. The market is empty in a fairly wide radius around me, with stall holders starting to creep back, albeit with fearful looks at me.

“It’s the sparks,” Jade says. She’s so close, her scent is intoxicating, and I’m breathing it in like a Sarkarnii starved.

“Sparks?” My voice goes strangely deep.

“Your fire.” She waves an elegant hand at the smoke surrounding us. “I know Sarkarnii like to make fire and smoke, but it is a little worrying when you’re surrounded by combustibles.”

I look around at the stalls and the stall holders, then heave out some more smoke and embers. Several of them squeak in alarm.

“For fuck’s sake.” Jade shakes her head and grabs my arm. I flinch at her touch. “Fine,” she says, dropping her hand away. “I get it. Come on then. Qrow’s going to show us where the best place is to eat.”

I wish I hadn’t reacted to her touch. I want her hand on me more than anything, but the moment is lost and instead I trail after her to where Qrow is waiting. He talks utter nonsense at us both as we follow him through the market, waves of Kitchik’s inhabitants parting in front of me with Jade at my side.

Jade eyes me occasionally, but otherwise she seems concentrated on Qrow who takes us to a large, covered area where the scents of cooking send my stomach tumbling.

“You two sit.” Qrow points at a table out of the way in a corner. “I’ll get the chefs to bring you a selection of solstice food.”

“Nothing vegetable,” I snarl at him, ignoring the buzz of my collar as I throw my leg over the bench and sit down.

It creaks under my weight. Jade slides in opposite me, settling herself like one of the tiny flying creatures they have on Kitchik. The ones which don’t even make much of a snack, especially if you flame them first.

She looks up at me as Qrow scurries away. “Would it kill you to be a little polite?”

I puff out a cloud of smoke. “Probably not, but it doesn’t get me what I want.” I lean forward until I’m close to her. “And I always get what I want.”