Chapter 35: She is worthy

Nachari

The secretary

"She is worthy, worthy to guard, worthy to mate, worthy to life bond with and worthy to sure young. I have seen her kill and eat one, the two that had gotten in-" he dared to question a guardian, dared to believe that the woman clutching the squirming young who was sniffing her the only survivor was not worthy.

Nachari stood over twelve feet in his original form;

The lilac skin with ruins of his linage passed from father to son markings covering his chest and arms leaving his back bare for the marks that will appear when he mates. His hair a contrast to his skin, the dark ink coloured strands flowed to the middle of his back an inky black curtain with warrior braids.

The garb he wore was to add a form of protection from most of the Gradros attacks.