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12-26-2017, 07:00 PM
With his nose to the ground Malleus prowled along the border. He ghosted through the trees, weaving through them with the rolling slink of a predator on a mission. The former inhabitants of this pack were scattering as the news of what was happening to them spread. As expected some were fleeing the pack altogether, but Malleus had no intention of stopping them unless they seemed too good to lose. The rest he would allow to go - for now. It was entirely possible that his father would later give the order to hunt them down. He caught sight of the form of a wolf up ahead and made a beeline for the stranger. As he neared and the wolf's features became clearer, Malleus began to mentally put together a list of pros and cons. Too many cons and the male could leave. Too many pros on the other hand... First con: the man was old. First possible pro: he was old and alive for a reason. If the former alpha was any kind of tactician, he wouldn't keep an old fart around for sentimental reasons. Perhaps the old geezer had a valuable skill of some stripe. Malleus was keen to find out. The man slowed - the sad little codger was probably winded - but Malleus moved to stand between him and the border anyway. "Leaving so soon?" he asked smoothly. |