Where the apple falls
09-04-2016, 05:44 AM
It wasn't hard to scent the other male. With his wounds Riv was even more aware of his surroundings. His head turned to face the other, and the male would narrow his eyes. At first he figured it would be another meeting. Then, he matched the face with a name from when he was very.... very young. Too bad he had a traumatic childhood from what he considered, his memory was more excellent then some wolves. Though he didn't know his personality he knew the name and face.
"Kreft?" he said as he stretched his head up again. The massive male of course stood well above Kreft's height. That made him at least a bit more comfortable, despite these wounds being inflicted by a smaller girl. "It's Rivaxorus II.... Arian's son." he would breath the word of his mothers name in almost a hiss. He'd grown to have a distaste for the name and memories it brought with it. |
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