Jingle All The Way
01-05-2019, 04:37 PM
He was reasonably happy with how things were going. Which - at least when life frequently tried to absolutely screw you over - probably meant he needed to get things into significantly better shape. Like, much better. So far they had plenty of food, and he wasn't concerned on that front but they didn't really have much extra stored and that did bother Ignatius. He'd probably get a grey muzzle early with the was he fretted and went over the pack's rescources with a fine tooth comb every other day, but he preferred to simply chalk this habit up to being responsible. Any good leader ought to keep a detailed account of that they had at all times in order to effectively distribute their packmates, right?
He'd been busy checking one small den of stores herbs that he'd personally added to a little after settling in. There were enough of the basics, so long as no one sustained massive injuries or suddenly had a major ailment. That wasn't good enough. He wanted a surplus, so that unexpected incidents would not be the end of the world. Ig was about to go visit Drífa and chat more with her about what was in season if anything and where they ought to focus when Winter finally passed when a call came from the border. Curious, Ignatius promptly dropped what he was doing and made his way to answer the call.
Even before he approached Ignatius could see between the massive redwoods that an ivory man with grey markings and a few prominent scars waited for him across the border line. Going to meet the man, Ig walked calmly up, scenting the air as he strode over to stand a few feet away. The scent was familiar, though it took him a bit to place why exactly. "Greetings, I am Ignatius Agnivo, Konungr of Fýri. What brings you to my borders?"
After a pause, the familiarity clicked and he added, "You are from Abaven, correct?" He'd gotten busy again tending to the pack after his last interaction with Shaye. This was a good reminder that he ought to speak with her again, and probably the Alpha of Celestial too. Alliances didn't just maintain themselves after all.
He'd been busy checking one small den of stores herbs that he'd personally added to a little after settling in. There were enough of the basics, so long as no one sustained massive injuries or suddenly had a major ailment. That wasn't good enough. He wanted a surplus, so that unexpected incidents would not be the end of the world. Ig was about to go visit Drífa and chat more with her about what was in season if anything and where they ought to focus when Winter finally passed when a call came from the border. Curious, Ignatius promptly dropped what he was doing and made his way to answer the call.
Even before he approached Ignatius could see between the massive redwoods that an ivory man with grey markings and a few prominent scars waited for him across the border line. Going to meet the man, Ig walked calmly up, scenting the air as he strode over to stand a few feet away. The scent was familiar, though it took him a bit to place why exactly. "Greetings, I am Ignatius Agnivo, Konungr of Fýri. What brings you to my borders?"
After a pause, the familiarity clicked and he added, "You are from Abaven, correct?" He'd gotten busy again tending to the pack after his last interaction with Shaye. This was a good reminder that he ought to speak with her again, and probably the Alpha of Celestial too. Alliances didn't just maintain themselves after all.