Where the bad things are
10-26-2018, 08:23 PM
The whole time he'd been wandering the north Ignatius hadn't really thought about if there were packs here or what they might be like or where they were. Before he knew only two groups, but here there could be quite a few packs, couldn't there? Plenty of room for them. Still, bumping into the border had been a surprise that took him totally off guard. First instinct said leave, because he wasn't exactly a social creature and it seemed a lot easier to just go before anyone noticed him than to leave after he'd already been sucked into conversation. He wasn't looking to join anyway. Ignatius turned around, but he didn't leave. His paws wouldn't move yet. It would be good to know what those who lived around here were like, right? It was important. For the foreseeable future he was stuck here, so knowing what his 'neighbors' were like was in his best interest. Besides, he didn't want to head west again and run into anyone he didn't want to see... So Ig turned back towards the pack and loosed a summoning howl after some hesitation. Even if he didn't like starting conversation, it had to be done. |
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