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Amos

Loner
Legionary

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
135
player
Monster
09-10-2018, 01:49 AM





Amos was working on getting out and about and being more productive as a whole. There was no longer an excuse to be anything less than a hard-working, highly productive pack member. Naturally, the first step was to increase the frequency with which he participated in patrols. Eventually he wanted to speak to someone, either Aurielle or Gwenevere, about what sort of schedule they might work out to partner for patrols so they all know who should be where and when.

For now he was content to wander atop the wall, scanning the terrain outside the border carefully for signs of anything unusual. He moved at an easy pace, not rushing in order to give himself a good amount of time to eye every detail of the land around him. A hare darted across an open patch of grass before diving into the underbrush. The scent of a doe wafted towards him. Nothing too unusual. Well, that is, until he reached one of the openings in the wall. Up ahead of him on the ground stood a stranger - aha, now that was definitely something out of place.

Bending his knees slightly in preparation for leaping off the wall, Amos adopted a more dominant posture, tail flagging up, ears pricking forward while his attention remained almost entirely on the newly arrived stranger. He was pretty darn sure she hadn't actually howled for anyone, so Amos decided to do the honors and loosed a brief call to any nearby packmates to let them know they should be on standby due to this unannounced visitor. Hopping down to the ground, Amos landed neatly and strolled closer, giving her a bright smile and asking "It's a nice day for a stroll isn't it?"

Coming to stand a reasonable distance from the woman, who he judged to be roughly the same size as himself and who seemed to smell strongly of herbs in the way only a healer ever did, Amos maintained a friendly but not overly relaxed demeanor. He was still subtly trying to discern for certain if she was alone or not. He didn't catch any other scents but that didn't mean he was positive the woman wasn't going to surprise him. "My name is Amos Allantide. What is it that brings you to the borders of Celestial?" His tone remained friendly, expression soft. It wasn't often that he was the first to arrive on the scene when someone approached. In fact he was pretty sure this was a first.



Walk. "Speak!" "Think."

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