cogs greased and turning

*Kassander* · 09-10-2015, 09:47 AM

Kassander waited alongside Katja at the border of this new, unknown pack. He'd never met any of the wolves in this pack while he'd been alpha, and knew nothing of them. Not the name of the alpha, not who was in it, not what they were like. It made him anxious, and he pressed his shoulder against Rommel's, seeking comfort in the fox's stolid presence.

They waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Kassander cast Katja a confused - and concerned - glance. "Do... do you think they're going to come?" he asked her softly. Why wouldn't an alpha answer the call of another alpha on their borders? They'd come to the right place... the border smelled of fairly fresh scent markers. Was the alpha not in? Had the pack recently moved? It made him even more nervous than before, this not knowing. What reason could they have to be ignoring them? The call had been open to all of the wolves of the pack, too, so shouldn't someone at least have shown up to investigate? Maybe they just didn't do border guards or something... "Should we call them again?"

"Kassander" "Rommel" "Remmy"

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