Swear That No One Will Cry At My Funeral
Nabis had wandered to the edge of the orchard, seeking both to satiate his thirst and to watch for his brother. He hoped to touch base with Daemon soon, they had spent nearly two full seasons apart and he was hopeful his brother might have more to show for it than Nabis himself did. The cloyingly sweet scent of slowly rotting fruit had begun to permiate the air of the area they had sought to claim for their own, clearly some of the trees had produced fruit that did not fair well in the heat of summer. A quick dip would also help to clear his head not doubt, he probably stunk of the saccharine scent. Before the river totally came into view the sounds of splashing water reached him, he paused, hesitating for a moment before continuing on, though with some caution. Not that it seemed he would need it. As the river drew into sight so too did a small she-pup. That stopped Nabis in his tracks. He sniffed for a moment, nose turning skywards as he tried to catch the scents clinging to the girl's pelt. He was uncertain in the truth of what his senses were telling him. The girl was alone, any trace of a parent or guardian long since gone. He finally approached again, his posture friendly though he did not lower his guard. "What'd you got there?" He asked, his tone friendly but soft so as not to scare the child away. He kept his mismatched gaze on the child, but his ears remained perked, on high alert for any older wolf that might be less than amenable to his intrusion in the younger one's space. |
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Nabis can seem like a nice or friendly wolf but he is manipulative and has a particular desire to claim females as his own. Thread at your own risk. His brother Daemon is allowed to crash any of his threads regardless of rating.