<i>Running, running. <br/>
Can't run fast enough <br/>
Just need a way out <br/>
Just need another escape </i><br/><br/>It had been many, many years since Fenrir last had a proper chase, humans made for poor sport. The moment Natasha sped off, the giant black wolf let out a bone chilling howl, before leaping to the roof beneath him, starting his pursue for the elusive guardian. The wolf simply collided with any obstacle Natasha had to circumvent, exploding in a mist of shadows, before reforming again in its solid form. Even with Natasha's unnatural speed, she was little challenge to the wolf god. Fenrir's growls and pants grew louder and louder, as well as the heavy thuds of his claws onto the rooftop quickly grew closer and closer.<br/><br/>It was the moment that Natasha made her jump towards the other rooftop that Fenrir took his chance. He leaped from his place, his canine legs propelling him through the air like a black rocket, and pounced the poor guardian mid-air, pulling her down to the rooftop across. His heavy form was more than capable of pinning the girl down. Not that Natasha would actually do anything, if she were smart. He bore his white teeth at her, which contracted starkly against the misty black fur, and growled low at her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"Oh dont worry, he wont bite... Not unless I tell him to."</b></span>Came a womanly voice, which sounded a lot like the one Natasha had heard in the wind.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"Time hasn't been good on you, has it, Adapter? You used to be so much faster, actually giving dear little Fenrir here a challenge."</b></span>The unseen voice continued. Soon you Natasha could hear the distinct sound of heels on the rooftop tarp, as the strange black woman came into view. The shroud of shadows had left her, though whether that was for the better remained the question. Syndra calmly approached her, cradling the distended gut plate, who's face slowly distorted into an expression of utter terror.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"But of course, you wouldn't remember that, now would you?"</b></span>Continued the cryptic woman.<br/><br/><span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"Fen, get off the poor girl. She's not going anywhere, now is she?"</b></span>And as the woman commanded, the wolf actually climbed off of Natasha, though it kept its ruby red eyes locked on her just in case.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"Mm, you have no idea who I am, do you?"</b></span>The woman hummed, allowing for Natasha to get up her feet again.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"It matters not, I'm not here for a reunion, I'm here for something else."</b></span>She cooed, circling Natasha, draping her gloved fingers across her skin.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"You see, my dear, you have something I desperately need, and you're going to give it to me..."</b></span>She hummed, standing behind Natasha and placing both her hands on her shoulders, gently squeezing them.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"... Whether you want to or not."</b></span>She added with a whisper.<br/><br/>Syndra's hand soon traveled down Natasha's back, before sliding them forward and groping her chest. Syndra couldn't help but grin as she noticed how small they were compared to her own.<span style="color: #5F0091"><b>"Come on, little guardian, just lay back and let it happen. I'll show you pleasure you've never experienced before."</b></span>Syndra whispered in Natasha's ear, pressing herself against Natasha's back. It was so hard to resist the urge to just take this girl where she stood, but Syndra was determined to make Natasha enjoy this as much as she did. It was only fair, from guardian to guardian.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>