Beyond the borders

Finally Varon had drunken his fill, licking the rest of the water off his chin and lips with one clean swipe. A step had yet to be taken before audits flickered to the sound of a bark, purple orbs now turning to the side to see where it had come from. Out of the trees, a large red male calmly walked closer to him. The fur upon his back was a strange color, and even hurt the Russian's eyes for a few seconds. Upon this strangers neck hanged a strange thing - an amulet? The Russian waited for the larger man to come closer, his voice finally revealing the reasonings behind his sudden appearance. "Good day, stranger.... I'm sorry to have to start an introduction this way, but... I’m afraid you’ve trespassed into the territory of Celestial. Was this intentional, or did you merely miss the border markings?"

What the red canine had said had kept him silent, Varon's own eyes slightly bothered by what he had just heard. Immediately, nostrils would open, the scent of many now starting to awaken his brain even further. How could he be so stupid as to walk into a pack's territory. Varon was upset with himself, but more importantly, now needing to figure out how to get out of the situation. The red stranger carried himself quite proudly, so immediately, the foreigner knew he held a high power - perhaps a beta, maybe even the alpha? While Varon was very proud, the man also knew when to own up to his own mistakes, and following pack borders were greatly important to him.

"I have no ill intentions. Excuse the intrusion," accented tones rather politely expressed. It was a rare event for the Russian to convey an apology, but it was well deserved.