Hold My Hand, Oh Baby It's A Long Way Down To The Bottom Of The River
06-07-2017, 10:45 AM
Pyrrhus moved with purpose along the borders of Abaven, her fiery gaze thoughtful. Things had been rather quiet around Abaven… why was that though? She had missed the hunt that had went down, but was trying to make up for it with some extra patrols and soon, hopefully, some fight training. But Pyrrhus hadn’t expected to catch a stranger’s scent near their border… no, she realized as she paused. The scent was leading into their lands, and with a low growl in her throat the female set off at a quickened pace, hackles rising. What she found was a woman and an Abaven youth sitting at the borders. She narrowed her eyes, boldly striding up towards the two. The woman was blatantly trespassing and from the scent of her belonged to another pack. Pyrr’s tail swished angrily, much like that of a cat as she closed the remaining distance. “Correction. You are trespassing, and as another pack wolf too.” The female snorted. “You should know better…” She paused before adding. “You’ve one chance to leave with all of your fur intact… Now go!” Her worry wasn't just about the trespassing either... but how naive this child was. Did she not know better than to approach strangers?Walk, "Talk" Think |