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Arcus didn't have to wait too long for his answers, it seemed. He stared at the stranger as he approached him, his good eye narrowed and bright. His lips were pulled back in a scowl, further twisting the gruesome scars that curved along his face and through the space where an eye should be. Long since healed, but never healed properly, he felt positively grotesque. But he just stared at the boy as he questioned him, his nostrils flaring as he took in the scent that clung to the deep blue furs of this stranger. If Arcus were to make an educated guess, this man would be a high up rank. His scent was everywhere. He just stared for a moment before taking a deep breath. If this man was an alpha, it wouldn't do Arcus any good to get too mad at him.

"This is new." He said in a grumble, his tones bitter as he boldly looked the boy up and down, sizing him up despite the fact that he was actually his height. Full grown, then, he hoped. "This.." He enunciated, tossing his head towards the packlands behind the blue boy. "How long has this been here?" He rumbled, staring with a narrow gaze at him before he looked away, towards Donostrea. So close to his home, this wouldn't be good. but for some reason, he felt this was a good place to be. "My name is Arcus." He rumbled in his deep tones, turning his nose to look back at the boy. "Stumbled upon your border, didn't know this existed."

"Burn Baby Burn"