Situations
09-12-2016, 12:39 AM
Brows furrowed as he sniffed the ground. He was confused, what happened here? Lifting his head, green eyes scanned the area. He smelled his mom, Lykos...and someone else he didn't recognize. The scents were several hours old, possibly from earlier in the day. It was night now though, and he hadn't been to this side of the territory yet. Earlier, he had heard a howl for his mother. And some time after that, a howl for Lykos. What happened? He could see churned dirt and smelled blood that was a few hours old. Had someone gotten in a fight? Concerned, he followed the trail as far as he could. But the more he tracked down his mother's scent, the further away from the pack it got...
He was worried now. It wasn't like his mother to disappear for more than a few hours. Maybe for a good part of the day, but usually she was home before nightfall. Growling, he turned around and headed back to the forest. Something happened, and whatever it was he didn't like it. Maybe Kharnage knew? Or Gryphon? He wouldn't even bother with Lykos. That jerk never really wanted to talk to him so he pushed that option to the trash. The youth loped back into the territory, searching for answers. |
Dragon never goes anywhere without his Dragon armor, assume he is always wearing it unless otherwise mentioned! He also has a pair of seeing eye jaguars, assume they're always present unless otherwise mentioned.