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Blood in the Water - Sparrow and abaven wolves!



Brandr

Loner

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
55
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
293
player

Mammoth HunterDouble MasterTreat 2019Promptober 2019
12-02-2017, 02:59 PM (This post was last modified: 12-02-2017, 03:01 PM by Brandr.)



Brandr started his morning by patrolling the packs borders.  While it was not his primary job as a hunter he often found that by checking the borders regularly he could keep track of the movements of prey in and out of Abaven.  With winter settling in that task would become even more vital though so far the winter had been surprisingly mild.  A soft smile adorned his face as he took in the feel of the rising sun on his coat.  It rimmed him in a halo, making him seem to glow for a moment before he continued on his way.  The morning was crisp and cold, turning his breath into mist.  He'd been tracking a flock of wild turkey when he heard a desperate call at the nearby border.  Brandr's brows bunched in worry as he took off toward the source of the call.

The large, young male bounded through the ankle deep snow until he came upon an older woman and a young pup. Brandr's nostrils flared as he caught the smell of stress and exhaustion.  She looked to have been running for some time and he didn't see any way she could be a threat to them so he approached her.  "Who are you?  I am Brandr of Abaven.  Are you alright?"  Obviously she wasn't but Brandr wasn't one to worry about the finer points of starting a conversation.

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