Solicitations!
09-10-2018, 05:01 AM
She wasn't patrolling when she heard Amos' call, but rather in her den with the pups. She stilled for a moment as the sound drifted over her, listening carefully, before she told them quite firmly that a severe punishment awaited any of them that left the den after her, and then herself set out at a lope for where the howl had come from. The call to be on standby for a suspicious stranger had immediately brought her protective instincts to the forefront. She had pups in the territory in question - she was going to need to do more than stand by for another call. Besides, she was closer than Aurielle and one of the alphas should be there.
The scene she came across show Amos facing off with a stranger at the break in the wall there. She had only heard the one howl - Amos' - so the stranger sitting upon their border hadn't bothered to call. The behavior was already suspicious, so Gwen sniffed carefully as she moved up to stand next to Amos.
Puzzling, the stranger smelled quite strongly of mint and some other herb that she, not being a healer, couldn't quite place, and beneath that the wet-dog scent of freshly washed fur. Though healers often smelled somewhat of the herbs they worked with on a daily basis, it was in a more vague manner rather than this much scent. This wolf had scented themselves deliberately. Why would anyone go to such length to wash themselves and roll in scents, yet run around with muddy feet? There was more to it than vanity, clearly, and it made Gwen wary enough to look, or rather smell, deeper.
Luckily, pack scent is caused by the combined pheromone secretions of the pack members, and that oily scent didn't simply wash away with a swim. It was still there, masked but not eliminated, clinging to the wet fur beneath the pungent herbs. Unfortunately, that didn't help her at all, since Gwen didn't recognize the scent.
Still,she kept an easy smile on her muzzle as she stopped beside Amos. No need to act suspicious and put a stranger on their guard, after all. "Hello," she added to Amos' greeting. "My name is Gwenevere Adravendi, and I am the Right Wing here in Celestial. It's so fortunate Amos found you. It can be dangerous approaching a pack unannounced. Pack guardians are often quick to take offense when a stranger seems to be skulking around. They can be quite protective, you know." Her voice and posture was friendly and relaxed despite the subtle threat in her words, but her gaze was cool and watchful where it rested on the stranger. She felt no need to repeat Amos' question, though if the answer wasn't satisfactory considering the other anomalies she would be obliged to press the issue.
The scene she came across show Amos facing off with a stranger at the break in the wall there. She had only heard the one howl - Amos' - so the stranger sitting upon their border hadn't bothered to call. The behavior was already suspicious, so Gwen sniffed carefully as she moved up to stand next to Amos.
Puzzling, the stranger smelled quite strongly of mint and some other herb that she, not being a healer, couldn't quite place, and beneath that the wet-dog scent of freshly washed fur. Though healers often smelled somewhat of the herbs they worked with on a daily basis, it was in a more vague manner rather than this much scent. This wolf had scented themselves deliberately. Why would anyone go to such length to wash themselves and roll in scents, yet run around with muddy feet? There was more to it than vanity, clearly, and it made Gwen wary enough to look, or rather smell, deeper.
Luckily, pack scent is caused by the combined pheromone secretions of the pack members, and that oily scent didn't simply wash away with a swim. It was still there, masked but not eliminated, clinging to the wet fur beneath the pungent herbs. Unfortunately, that didn't help her at all, since Gwen didn't recognize the scent.
Still,she kept an easy smile on her muzzle as she stopped beside Amos. No need to act suspicious and put a stranger on their guard, after all. "Hello," she added to Amos' greeting. "My name is Gwenevere Adravendi, and I am the Right Wing here in Celestial. It's so fortunate Amos found you. It can be dangerous approaching a pack unannounced. Pack guardians are often quick to take offense when a stranger seems to be skulking around. They can be quite protective, you know." Her voice and posture was friendly and relaxed despite the subtle threat in her words, but her gaze was cool and watchful where it rested on the stranger. She felt no need to repeat Amos' question, though if the answer wasn't satisfactory considering the other anomalies she would be obliged to press the issue.
