Mr. Wall Street
03-12-2017, 09:50 PM
Leo had just crossed back over into his pack's lands when he heard the call from the border. His ears perked curiously while he listened. It most certainly wasn't a voice he recognized, but that wasn't surprising. His paws were a bit tired and sore from his trip out to the range, but alpha duties never stopped. He considered letting Heather answer the call to get some practice at it, but after a moment he decided against it. Leo gave himself a shake and trotted off toward the opposite border. He remembered a time when he could travel all day and not bat an eyelash at it. That wasn't so much the case any more. He found the larger black and gray interestingly marked male fairly easily. He of course offered the younger man a friendly smile like he did everyone he met. "Hello there!" he said as he stopped across from the stranger, ignoring his tired joints for the moment. He noticed the long tusks on the man's muzzle, but he didn't comment on it. He had seen wolves of all shapes and sizes in his lifetime so this certainly didn't surprise him. "I'm Leo, the king here in Fiori. What can I help you with?" He smelled a faint hint of a pack sent on the man's fur, but it wasn't one he recognized. Perhaps a new pack? Or one in the making? |
