It's not the last time
10-16-2016, 05:08 PM
Patiently waiting as the gusts ruffled his coat, he stood squarely, bracing himself against the growing force of the wind. He would be glad to get somewhere with a little more cover when he was done here - he couldn't imagine living in a place so exposed to the weather. At last he saw a mostly ivory-coated male approaching him, and he was sure he had seen this man at the siege. Forcing down the searing feelings of vengeance that he had difficulty removing from his being, he clenched his jaw and straightened up, hardening his expression to remain neutral. He dipped his head in return when the other man did, refusing to be rude on the other brute's territory. Besides, he didn't want to appear hostile, when it was unlikely this Alpha even knew who he was, or what pack he had belonged to in the past. Not like it mattered anymore, he had to remind himself again. "Greetings, Bass," he rumbled in a low tone, "My name is Xephyris. I've come from the north to get acquainted, as I recently claimed a pack. I've named it Vyper, and we live at Soul Sand Cove." He paused a moment to breathe, and give a chance for the other male to take in the information. Thick tail swished, brushed aside by the wind, and his ears flattened against the turmoil. "As my pack settles and establishes itself, I hope to eventually host competitions and promote some healthy rivalries," he stated, silver eyes glancing over the male's amber eyes, "For now, I'd like to form respectful relations with other packs. Would you agree to a peaceful relation between Vyper and Abaven?" He would make no mention of his past, or how he already knew the man and his pack. There was no sense opening that can of worms, when things could go so much smoother. |
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