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Xephyris

Loner

age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
229
size
Medium
build
Heavy
posts
286
player
Ehrgeiz
11-18-2018, 10:37 PM (This post was last modified: 11-18-2018, 11:35 PM by Xephyris.)

Xephyris turned his head sharply when a glimmer of blue flashed across his vision; he quickly took notice of another wolf that had wandered quite close by. He'd been so fixated on his own mind, he hadn't noticed her sooner. His silver gaze locked onto the woman as he quickly took in her features. A heartbeat later, her scent reached his nostrils. The scent of Abaven was thick on her coat. It caused his hackles to spike instantly, lips peeling back to reveal jagged teeth as a rumbling growl escaped in a steamy cloud around his jaws. His eyes had flared open, ears pinning back as he took on a feral appearance. It was as though being here had caused a shift in his stability, in the control he thought he'd gained over his memories and reactions. His aggressive display had been triggered by memories of Abaven's role in Imperium's siege on Hellstrom. It had been so many years ago, and yet it struck him strongly as though it were second nature, like it had happened just yesterday. And then, just like that, his fury dissipated with a lofty sigh, his lips covering his fangs and his gaze softening slightly. Control had been returned to his logical mind. That siege had been much too long ago to waste his energy on now, and as he looked at the woman with a more sensible mind, he knew he didn't recognize her from that time, anyways. What would be the use in shedding her blood over it?

"Sorry," he said in a gruff tone, realizing how long it had been since he'd used his own voice. Too long. Honestly, he hoped he hadn't startled her. He almost began to feel abashed by his mindless reaction. Slowly, his hackles began to flatten, and he shook out his thick pelt to hasten the process. Ears perked toward her, and he turned fully to face her, his tail hanging again at his hocks. "What brings you so far from home?" he asked, cocking a brow in question. What would a wolf from Abaven be doing this far North, anyways?


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